Sunday, May 24, 2015

It Takes All Kinds

by Ellie Greyson-Meyers, from THE COOKIE CUTTER SHOP MYSTERIES, by Virginia Lowell.

Do forgive me if I’m a bit flustered at the moment. My yoga instructor has relocated to Baltimore in search of more work, and I seem to have mislaid my inner peace and tranquility. So distressing. I hope to return to my normal centered self once my new Arts and Crafts School opens… if it opens.

You see, we have encountered complications… of the murderous kind. But you will hear of that soon enough. Livie and Maddie are dealing with the situation as best they can. Right now I have a dilemma of my own. I am finding dear Lenora quite difficult to handle. You may have met Lenora Bouchenbein, our resident starlet, who has returned to her hometown after a long career in Hollywood. It’s difficult to avoid running into her. Chatterley Heights is a small town, and tiny Lenora is larger than life. Or so she believes. And that is my problem. I’m afraid Lenora has made some public comments recently about her plans for my arts and crafts school.

Excuse me a moment. I feel a need for some deep breathing… There, now I feel calmer. You see, my dream is to open a school where one can learn—or teach—all manner of arts and crafts, from stage acting to embroidery to martial arts to baking. Not all at once, of course. Instructors must appear, as well as eager students.

Lenora, on the other hand, assumes there is only one art worth teaching, and that is Acting. She is quite certain she can teach any and all forms of acting. And she is under the impression that she has the power to decide what will be taught in my school. Mind you, I’m not demeaning Lenora’s experience. During a long career, she starred in several classic horror films, which I have watched and thoroughly enjoyed. I certainly plan to involve Lenora in any theater classes offered by my school. But that is all.

Unfortunately, Lenora tends to cross the line. I’m not convinced she even sees the line. She has been contacting people from her Hollywood past and negotiating without my knowledge or consent. Yesterday she instructed the workers to knock down some walls and begin building a stage, right where I intend to create several classrooms and a tai chi room with special flooring.

Help! What shall I do? How do I reason with a woman who pays no attention to a word I say?

Watch for Dead Men Don’t Eat Cookies, due to be released on July 7!

SUBMITTED BY VIRGINIA LOWELL

Virginia Lowell is the author of COOKIE DOUGH OR DIE, A COOKIE BEFORE DYING, WHEN THE COOKIE CRUMBLES, ONE DEAD COOKIE, and COOKIES AND SCREAM.
Visit Virginia at: www.virginialowell.com

7 comments:

  1. Oh, my! I would be flustered, too! Deep breath, deep breath!

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    1. If only everyone were so understanding! Especially poor, dear, irritating Lenora. Oh, dear, there I again. Breathe in... Breathe out... Much better.

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  2. I think I'd narrow the focus and leave theater arts out of the school...

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    1. If only that were an option... We have a number of eager thespians in Chatterley Heights, and I would hate to disappoint them. However, I will NOT dedicate the entire ground floor to a theatre. So there!
      Ellie

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  3. If you want to run a school, you need to put yourself IN CHARGE!

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    1. You are so right! I've never let someone else run my life, and I'm not about to start now! I wasn't a sixties radical for nothing!
      Ellie

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  4. If only the theater arts could be in another building in order to avoid the conflict! Sending you positive thoughts.

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