If you’ve been reading me for a while you know I wrote my first who-dunnit in Fifth Grade. “Midnight… Murder?” was destined to be a hit. And as soon as I find it--likely in an attic somewhere--it still might be.

But that first story wasn’t all sunshine and roses. (Murder rarely is.) When my babysitter (today she would be considered my first beta reader) read the story and immediately knew who the killer was, I realized I needed to do a rewrite…