I have fond memories of playing in fabric stores when I was
young. My mom is an excellent seamstress, and often took my sister and me on
trips to Levine’s, our local fabric store, to pick out patterns for new dresses,
curtains, pillows, or pajamas. She’d drop me by the tables of pattern books
where I’d spend hours flipping through the pages, admiring the fashionable
sketches and dreaming of the possibilities. As I got older, I would wander the
aisles and pick out interesting prints for clothes that I made myself.
Fabric stores are like bookstores to me. I can’t walk into
one and not come out with a package. There are no better places to fritter away
time! So when the idea of a cozy mystery series set in a fabric shop came to
mind, I knew it was the perfect way to combine two passions. I imagined an old
fabric store like the one I used to play in, one that had been around since the
fifties. What treasures might be hidden inside: dusty vintage fabrics in a
stockroom, new old stock of buttons, pattern books from decades past, forgotten
packages of bias tape, or thick bolts of polyester double knit? Or maybe a hint
of an unsolved mystery?
Suede to Rest, the first book in the Material Witness mystery series, opens with Polyester Monroe (so named because she was born
inside of the store, on a bed of polyester!) standing in front of the fabric
store that she’s inherited. What should be a simple transaction involving her signature
on a couple of documents gets complicated when Poly decides to go inside and experience
the world where she grew up one last time. She doesn’t expect to feel so
connected to the store, especially since she doesn’t feel nearly that connected
to the job she holds in Los Angeles. She also doesn’t expect to find a dead
body in the parking lot the day after she arrives. It seems Poly has a choice: stay in San LadrĂ³n and learn
the truth about the small town’s secrets, or sign away her ownership of the
store and go back to life as she knows it.
I sometimes think there is a part of all of us that wants a
chance to get away from our everyday life. Inheriting the fabric store is a
wakeup call for Poly. It throws her life into disarray and makes her think
about whether or not her life is headed the right direction—and question what
exactly is the “right” direction for her.
Not that long ago, I had my own wakeup call and asked myself the same
questions. That’s when I changed career paths and moved from Texas to
California (where Suede to Rest is set). The move was scary--especially for
someone who likes to plan everything! I could have stayed where I was, and I
could have moved back to Pennsylvania, where I’m from. Instead, I chose the
unknown door number three. The move brought new opportunities to my life and,
while I haven’t had to contend with any dead bodies, I did think a lot about
that somewhat spontaneous decision when writing Poly’s story. So far, things
have worked out pretty well for me.
I wonder how they’ll turn out for Poly?
The publisher has generously offered a copy of Suede to Rest to one of my readers. Please comment below before midnight on November 19, 2014. Entries from the US only, please.
I began sewing in Jr High in the 50s. Haven't sewn in years but still have boxes of patterns, notions, fabric and crafts squirreled away somewhere! Polyester - I must read about her!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a fun premis for a cozy, and it sounds like you definitely know what you are talking about. These days, dressing my grandaughters's Barbies and baby dolls becomes fun sewing. Looking forward to reading your book! Ronnalord (at)msn(dot)com
ReplyDeleteI remember the fabric store in the 50s with my Mom. I would love to read this cozy.
ReplyDeleteLearned to sew in high school but haven't sewn in years. I love the idea for "Suede to Rest". I've read, too, the kittens names are Pins & Needles...how cute!
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Suede to Rest would be enjoyable and special. Thanks for this giveaway. elliotbencan(at)hotmail(dot)com
ReplyDeleteThis is a very interesting post. The move took courage. A unique book. I never could sew but just did what i had to. saubleb(at)gmail(dot)com
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