Author Archives: patsypridgen

Sometimes a project goes exactly the way you think it will–but sometimes, not so much. My husband and I were at the Beech Mountain Ski Resort when we saw this repurposed lift chair for sale outside a shop. At $175.00, it was a little pricey, but … Continue reading →

With its wholesome sleuthing by an amateur detective, Ms. Dee Ann Meets Murder can be classified as a cozy mystery. But I’ve added more than the solving of a murder. The book takes place over the course of a year, 1979-1980, and I’ve tried … Continue reading →

More than one person has asked me when that novel I’ve been writing for years will finally appear. Well, good news: Ms. Dee Ann Meets Murder is just a few weeks away from being on the market! You’ll be able to buy several copies … Continue reading →

Where is fall, y’all? Today is October 1, and I’m still sitting here in shorts and flip flops with the AC running. I’ve reconciled myself to the fact that September now seems to be a summer month in eastern North Carolina. But … Continue reading →

I think it was former U.S. Speaker of the House Tip O’Neill who once said, “All politics is local.” Well, you can’t get more local in politics than I did Monday, working the 4-6 p.m. shift at an early voting site for the City of Rocky Mount … Continue reading →

It’s become hip to hate on Walmart. People complain about long checkout lines and  messy stores. They ridicule the shoppers. There are plenty of Walmart jokes, many poking fun at overweight customers with curlers in their hair or those sporting low-slung, butt-revealing pants. I admit it: I … Continue reading →

My husband and I have declared our independence from at least one cable company. After years of griping about the ever rising cost plus poor customer service, we’ve finally cut the cord. We’ve canceled our TV! Take that, Spectrum! That’s a cable box … Continue reading →

As I write on this late Thursday afternoon, September 5, it’s begun to rain where I live in the coastal plains of eastern North Carolina, but there’s no significant wind yet. We’re not to be fooled, though, according to the weather … Continue reading →

It’s a place called Fishing Creek. The name fits since Grandson Charlie, age eight, loves to throw out a hook there. Recently, he caught a big bass in its rain-muddied waters on a late Sunday afternoon. Yeah, I know this picture is huge, … Continue reading →

I’ve been trying to put my finger on the source of my low-level anxiety this week, and I’ve figured it out. School’s starting back! The buses are rolling. It’s time to say good-bye to sweet summer. It’s been six years since … Continue reading →