Heroine in Mirror, Mirror--Who's the Nest to Die

Questions answered about Jill's life
Hi, my name's Jill (Jillian) McKeel and I'm tough. That is I'm tough in a physical sort of way. Five foot two, eyes of blue—my mom used to sing that song, but my eyes are brown. I'm thin and thin skinned, but I get over it quickly. Don't hurt my feelings; I'll get even. Other than that, I'm a pretty good person. Not real good, but pretty good. I love children, well most children, some children I don't love, but I love Vicky. Vicky is my partner's daughter; she is an adorable five-year-old. Vicky loves me.

I work for the FBI, but not in the normal sense. I'm on a special team. I actually work undercover and my cover is being an FBI agent. I can turn on the charm when it's necessary, but in my opinion, it's not usually necessary. One of those makeover shows on TV would have a blast with me. Challenge is my middle name.

I'm out of here. I have killers to catch.

You check back later to find out more about my life, you hear. Did I mention, I like to be funny.

Mirror, Mirror, Who's the Next to Die?

The Novel "Mirror, Mirror, Who's the Next to Die?" begins each chapter with a 1923 definition. This is such a fun era. Here's a couple of clips from chapter one.

Flapper: A stylish, brash, hedonistic young woman with short skirts and shorter hair.

I liked the way this red dress fit me. I turned quickly, the fringe wrapped around my body. Giggling I turned the other way and the fringe followed. I looked at my backside in the mirror, not bad, certainly nothing like a guy's rear end.

"You're the bee's knees, girlie." A voice came out of nowhere and scared me nearly to death.

My first thought was of my Glock, which was never far from me.

Now a few questions for you. What do you think of my Flapper's Costume? I love to wear it, listen to Jazz, dance the Charleston and be surrounded by fun things from this era. My husband, Del, buys me little trinkets that remind him of 1923.

Do you have a Flapper hair cut? Don't think you do. You may be surprised. A little hair gel and tadda!
What is your favorite song from that time?
How about your favorite saying?

Jill McKeel jumps back into 1923 and back into the present. She does get a little frightened, but she overcomes it. She'll do anything, well, almost anything to solve a crime.

This blog is basically under construction and I'd love to have some feedback from you. What would you like to see here? Stop by often and don't forget to click follow.