Hi all, I’m Kait Carson, a new Mysterista. Thank you all for last month’s lovely welcome. I am thrilled to be here.
I am struggling with this falling theme though for three reasons. First, the earworm – I won’t quote the lyrics but Don Robertson and Hal Blair wrote them and Hank Locklin and Patty Loveless sang them. Ok, now you know the worm, and now that I’ve passed it on…whew, I finally got rid of it.
The second reason is that I fall for fun. Out of perfectly good airplanes (so they say) and perfectly good boats, (see comment about airplanes). I confess I haven’t done the airplane thing in a while, but – I have plans. Falling out of boats, is as easy as rolling over backwards, I do it every chance I get. One of my heroines, Hayden Kent, is a scuba diver too. I like to think she got that trait from me. Of course, she finds dead bodies and the most I’ve ever found is a very well used scuba gun, and a quarter. Not in the same place.
The third reason is that every time I’ve fallen into something, it’s been good luck and a lot of fun. Let’s see, when I was thirteen, I wrote a letter to the editor and fell into a contract with an agent. He didn’t know I was thirteen, but I did write and publish a lot of short stories in teenage type magazines. Then I fell into the University of Miami where I learned to fall down cliffs and climb up chimneys in caves. Rappelling and repelling is fun too. Oh yes, UM is where I learned to fall out of boats too. They called it recreation for life. Little did they know. I graduated with some degrees too, but that’s a minor detail. Then I moved to New York and fell into a job as a secretary that led to a job back in Miami that led me to living in the Caribbean. Hey, somebody has to do it. There are worse places to hang your hat than Sint Maarten. Back to Miami, I fell into a job as a secretary (again, is there a theme here?). That job led to a career as a paralegal, that led me back to writing stories based in Miami about ex cops, lawyers and Realtors, and stories based in the Keys about a paralegal who falls out of boats. You see where this is going. I was even lucky enough to fall into an invitation to be a Mysterista. It doesn’t get much better.
So you see, falling holds no fear for me. I love it. What about you? Do you fall on your feet too?