Eileen Curley Hammond
@curleyhammcozy.bsky.social
Writer of the Merry March cozy mystery series. #SinC #indieauthor #kindleunlimited #cozymysteries
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October 13, 2025 at 11:52 AM
This one is fun. mybook.to/TheMissingJi...
“Surely the GPS can’t be wrong. We’ve been going down this road for ages. I don’t want to backtrack.” He shook his head.
“I told you it said dead end 10 minutes ago.”
“I’m sure their engineers #scrutinize this. The nav says to continue. I say we press on.” #vss365 #vsspic
“I told you it said dead end 10 minutes ago.”
“I’m sure their engineers #scrutinize this. The nav says to continue. I say we press on.” #vss365 #vsspic
September 27, 2025 at 2:19 PM
“Surely the GPS can’t be wrong. We’ve been going down this road for ages. I don’t want to backtrack.” He shook his head.
“I told you it said dead end 10 minutes ago.”
“I’m sure their engineers #scrutinize this. The nav says to continue. I say we press on.” #vss365 #vsspic
“I told you it said dead end 10 minutes ago.”
“I’m sure their engineers #scrutinize this. The nav says to continue. I say we press on.” #vss365 #vsspic
It appeared one day. They remarked that it was usually on bends in the road or blind drives, not cul-de-sacs.
A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared.
Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365
A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared.
Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365
September 20, 2025 at 2:08 PM
It appeared one day. They remarked that it was usually on bends in the road or blind drives, not cul-de-sacs.
A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared.
Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365
A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared.
Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365
“Chemistry is the best!”
He groaned. “My favorite subject.”
The scents of cinnamon and yeast wafted as a timer rang.
She placed the cinnamon rolls on the counter. “Voila. A #synthesis of fermentation, flour, butter, and water. Go do your science homework.” #vss365
He groaned. “My favorite subject.”
The scents of cinnamon and yeast wafted as a timer rang.
She placed the cinnamon rolls on the counter. “Voila. A #synthesis of fermentation, flour, butter, and water. Go do your science homework.” #vss365
September 17, 2025 at 4:19 PM
“Chemistry is the best!”
He groaned. “My favorite subject.”
The scents of cinnamon and yeast wafted as a timer rang.
She placed the cinnamon rolls on the counter. “Voila. A #synthesis of fermentation, flour, butter, and water. Go do your science homework.” #vss365
He groaned. “My favorite subject.”
The scents of cinnamon and yeast wafted as a timer rang.
She placed the cinnamon rolls on the counter. “Voila. A #synthesis of fermentation, flour, butter, and water. Go do your science homework.” #vss365
They thought it funny, or perhaps ironic, to desecrate me. I had served my time as the proud 343rd leaf on the tree.
I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly.
It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic
I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly.
It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic
September 13, 2025 at 3:30 PM
They thought it funny, or perhaps ironic, to desecrate me. I had served my time as the proud 343rd leaf on the tree.
I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly.
It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic
I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly.
It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic
Some viewed it as just another #doorway to pass through. In a different decade, he might have concurred. Or in different circumstances.
His plan was to go peacefully in his bed—not in this godforsaken swamp. Mud between his toes was not a good way to awaken. #vss365 #vsspic
His plan was to go peacefully in his bed—not in this godforsaken swamp. Mud between his toes was not a good way to awaken. #vss365 #vsspic
September 7, 2025 at 11:35 AM
Same! This year’s been so weird—my tomatoes refuse to ripen on the vines, so I’m having to take them inside and let them ripen on the counter. 🤷🏼♀️ At least they’re big.
August 28, 2025 at 5:55 PM
Same! This year’s been so weird—my tomatoes refuse to ripen on the vines, so I’m having to take them inside and let them ripen on the counter. 🤷🏼♀️ At least they’re big.
“I’m leaving you.” She texted.
“Going to the shops?” He sent back.
“No. For good. I’m tired of this #malformed thing you call love. My suitcase is packed—I’m just waiting on my sister to arrive.”
“Did you leave supper in the fridge?”
A horn honked and she left. #vss365 #vsspic
“Going to the shops?” He sent back.
“No. For good. I’m tired of this #malformed thing you call love. My suitcase is packed—I’m just waiting on my sister to arrive.”
“Did you leave supper in the fridge?”
A horn honked and she left. #vss365 #vsspic
August 23, 2025 at 4:11 PM
“I’m leaving you.” She texted.
“Going to the shops?” He sent back.
“No. For good. I’m tired of this #malformed thing you call love. My suitcase is packed—I’m just waiting on my sister to arrive.”
“Did you leave supper in the fridge?”
A horn honked and she left. #vss365 #vsspic
“Going to the shops?” He sent back.
“No. For good. I’m tired of this #malformed thing you call love. My suitcase is packed—I’m just waiting on my sister to arrive.”
“Did you leave supper in the fridge?”
A horn honked and she left. #vss365 #vsspic
Wow. I just hit 50 reviews on Amazon. Thank you so much to everyone who took the time to write one. ❤️❤️❤️ mybook.to/MurderSoSinful
August 18, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Wow. I just hit 50 reviews on Amazon. Thank you so much to everyone who took the time to write one. ❤️❤️❤️ mybook.to/MurderSoSinful
The water #pummeled lichen and moss on the way to the pond far below. It made for an idyllic scene.
Not so for the person who raced across the bridge, late for an illicit assignation.
His wife waited till he was a quarter of the way across before she pushed the plunger. #vss365 #vsspic
Not so for the person who raced across the bridge, late for an illicit assignation.
His wife waited till he was a quarter of the way across before she pushed the plunger. #vss365 #vsspic
August 16, 2025 at 4:15 PM
There was the time the Belinski brothers rode their bikes and that speeder hit them. They flew 20 feet. Luckily, just some broken bones.
He just #laughed and laughed till his aunt shushed him.
They said the street he lived on was a coincidence. I don’t agree. #vss365 #vsspic
He just #laughed and laughed till his aunt shushed him.
They said the street he lived on was a coincidence. I don’t agree. #vss365 #vsspic
August 10, 2025 at 4:03 PM
The old adage “look before you leap” probably applied here. A minute ago, she was on the starship, setting her coordinates. Then that hot ensign wandered by. And winked.
A small slip of her hand and this—a tree splice. Luckily, she had preset her return for 5 minutes. Or had she? #vsspic
A small slip of her hand and this—a tree splice. Luckily, she had preset her return for 5 minutes. Or had she? #vsspic
July 26, 2025 at 11:56 AM
The old adage “look before you leap” probably applied here. A minute ago, she was on the starship, setting her coordinates. Then that hot ensign wandered by. And winked.
A small slip of her hand and this—a tree splice. Luckily, she had preset her return for 5 minutes. Or had she? #vsspic
A small slip of her hand and this—a tree splice. Luckily, she had preset her return for 5 minutes. Or had she? #vsspic
It seemed easier on TV. The cat batted the red yarn, and somehow, it wrapped her feet and she fell. Hard.
As one of the EMTs loaded her on the stretcher, he remarked, “Plain City slasher, huh? Wish they’d catch him.”
“Her,” she whispered. #vsspic
As one of the EMTs loaded her on the stretcher, he remarked, “Plain City slasher, huh? Wish they’d catch him.”
“Her,” she whispered. #vsspic
July 19, 2025 at 6:39 PM
It seemed easier on TV. The cat batted the red yarn, and somehow, it wrapped her feet and she fell. Hard.
As one of the EMTs loaded her on the stretcher, he remarked, “Plain City slasher, huh? Wish they’d catch him.”
“Her,” she whispered. #vsspic
As one of the EMTs loaded her on the stretcher, he remarked, “Plain City slasher, huh? Wish they’d catch him.”
“Her,” she whispered. #vsspic
Some people had the nerve! Called her #deviant because of her choices.
Pink may not be for everyone, but for her, it was a statement about being proud of femininity. And she displayed it unabashedly.
The blush stove might have been a regrettable choice, but the flamingo? Heaven. #vss365 #vsspic
Pink may not be for everyone, but for her, it was a statement about being proud of femininity. And she displayed it unabashedly.
The blush stove might have been a regrettable choice, but the flamingo? Heaven. #vss365 #vsspic
July 12, 2025 at 1:47 PM
Thanks, Jo! ❤️ mybook.to/MurderSoSinful
July 10, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Thanks, Jo! ❤️ mybook.to/MurderSoSinful
“Wow. Did that happen in a hurricane?”
“Been happening over the last few months. Remember ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray?’”
“Vaguely.”
“Young and beautiful on the outside, while the picture reflected the cost of selling his soul. This #flag is the embodiment of where our country is now.” #vssdaily
“Been happening over the last few months. Remember ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray?’”
“Vaguely.”
“Young and beautiful on the outside, while the picture reflected the cost of selling his soul. This #flag is the embodiment of where our country is now.” #vssdaily
July 4, 2025 at 3:55 PM
The good news is that my friend’s posthumous debut novel comes out today. The bad news is that a cozy mystery writer edited it and may have snuck in two different kinds of cookies.
Congratulations in heaven, Jim.
Congratulations in heaven, Jim.
June 15, 2025 at 4:25 PM
The good news is that my friend’s posthumous debut novel comes out today. The bad news is that a cozy mystery writer edited it and may have snuck in two different kinds of cookies.
Congratulations in heaven, Jim.
Congratulations in heaven, Jim.
Life was good now. She could go camping on her weekends, grill fruits and veggies without worrying about bringing a gargantuan steak, and the wine even tasted better.
Yep, she loved Father’s Day. He had the kids, and she had herself. Priceless. #vsspic
Yep, she loved Father’s Day. He had the kids, and she had herself. Priceless. #vsspic
June 14, 2025 at 8:25 PM
Life was good now. She could go camping on her weekends, grill fruits and veggies without worrying about bringing a gargantuan steak, and the wine even tasted better.
Yep, she loved Father’s Day. He had the kids, and she had herself. Priceless. #vsspic
Yep, she loved Father’s Day. He had the kids, and she had herself. Priceless. #vsspic
"You'll blow your #speakers and yourself into a new dimension. Turn it down!" The door slammed.
A few minutes later, his ears popped, and vertigo overcame him. When he awoke, the bedspread was yellow with green flowers, and there was a vintage pink caddy outside.
"Sweet!" #vss365 #vsspic
A few minutes later, his ears popped, and vertigo overcame him. When he awoke, the bedspread was yellow with green flowers, and there was a vintage pink caddy outside.
"Sweet!" #vss365 #vsspic
June 7, 2025 at 7:16 PM
She loved the season—the world burst with color as the earth grew warm and unfurled tender shoots into the air.
“Achoo! I can’t wait for winter.”
She handed him a tissue. “#Spring’s the best.”
“If you don’t have allergies.” #vss365
“Achoo! I can’t wait for winter.”
She handed him a tissue. “#Spring’s the best.”
“If you don’t have allergies.” #vss365
June 4, 2025 at 5:35 PM
She loved the season—the world burst with color as the earth grew warm and unfurled tender shoots into the air.
“Achoo! I can’t wait for winter.”
She handed him a tissue. “#Spring’s the best.”
“If you don’t have allergies.” #vss365
“Achoo! I can’t wait for winter.”
She handed him a tissue. “#Spring’s the best.”
“If you don’t have allergies.” #vss365