Writing this blog has taught me a lot about myself, mostly about how much I relish investigating old murders. And when I sat down to learn about this week’s case, it became immediately apparent that I need more time. Because it is good. It is so good. And by good, I mean strange, complicated and with a bunch of twists and turns that I need to learn more about. (Don’t worry, I’m aware that murder is bad, Mom.)
Which leaves us with a bit of a gap week. I don’t have a murder story to tell you, all I have is the promise of a better, more complete story next week. I hope you’ll forgive me. I didn’t realize upon beginning my research just how involved the story would get. But I love it and I think you’ll love it too.
If you’re as twisted as I am, that is. You’re here, so you must be. (Love you for that!)
In other news, all of this historical murder research has inspired another project that I’m very excited to share with you, but that also must wait for another day. (I’m full of teasers today I guess. Again, I apologize.) So stay tuned! And if you don’t want to miss a single creepy story, make sure you subscribe. And tell your other twisted friends about me, I want to tell them murder stories too.
See you next week! And in the meantime, here are some other murder stories:
The Unfortunate End of Peter Daday