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About thequarryschild

A self-described forensic junkie, Beth Anderson spends her days shaping young minds to ask critical questions and wonder “whodunit.” Beth resides in the Capital District of New York and spends her free time reading and solving the great mysteries. Her love of swimming, tennis and sports provides the basis for one of the lead characters in her new book The Quarry’s Child. Beth is one of the founding members of the Upper Hudson Valley Chapter of Sisters in Crime (aka Mavens of Mayhem), a graduate of the FBI Citizens Academy, a survivor of a visit to an active aircraft carrier while it was at sea, and a published poet in Soundings, a literary journal. Beth continues to instill a love for mystery fiction in her students as she has for over twenty years. Photo credit: Quinn Mulvey

The alone girl…

The spirited tomboy maintained a brisk pace as she made her way to the store at the crossroads.  She grumbled under her breath about having to go for some groceries because it cost her precious reading time.  If she didn’t … Continue reading

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Spring means lilacs…

While winter in the Northeast may be dreary and frigid, Spring is a different experience entirely.   Each season has its own smells.  For me, Spring is full of earthy aromas.  Whether it’s the woodsy, rich smell of freshly turned … Continue reading

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l-i-v-i-n’

In the movie Finding Forrester, teenage Jamal is surprised to discover that famed writer William Forrester reads The National Enquirer.  Forrester says he reads the New York Times as his main course but the Enquirer is dessert.  I understand that … Continue reading

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A feast of memories…

I’ve been visiting the happy memory bank in my head a great deal lately.  It’s a combination of real memories and memories I’d like to achieve.  They may never happen but they might.  Picnicking was a popular pastime when I … Continue reading

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I thought I had no words…

As it turns out, I was wrong.  Shock and disbelief robbed me of them for at least 24 hours but, at last, the machinery in my head is clanking again.  During my 25 year career as a teacher, I figure … Continue reading

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Spring, love, and heartache…

Admittedly I am not the best at remembering quotes, much less entire poems; however, as the season struggles to morph from winter to spring one particular line flits through my subconscious…”In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to … Continue reading

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The sun is shining…

and, for me, that’s a wonderful thing.  I can deal with most anything if the sun is shining.  I’m definitely one of those people who needs lots of natural light.  Despite my love of the sunshine, I’ve never thought of … Continue reading

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Laugh often and laugh hard

“Life is worth living as long as there’s a laugh in it.”  Lucy Maud Montgomery At the age of five, I first experienced the wonder of Mary Poppins on film.  It was sunshine and lollipops on the big screen.  And, … Continue reading

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Peace and quiet among the wax begonias.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”  Henry David Thoreau Kudos to one of our important American writers for being succinct; he also of the phrase, “simplify, simplify.”   Even back in the 19th century, Thoreau … Continue reading

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And now…

(cue the Monty Python music) for something completely different.  Thought I’d throw one of these out there.  It’s an older effort, penned after riding home on the school bus from a tennis match.  While the players were doing their teenage … Continue reading

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