As a Time Lord, Susan Foreman Campbell is no stranger to the bizarre. Having chosen a quiet spot in South Dakota to recover from the deaths of her husband and son, she finds herself at the center of increasingly violent attacks that her knowledge of science cannot explain away. Fearing for her life, she seeks out a hunter for help.

From the continuing adventures of Sherman "Hamhock" Holmes and his buddy Billy Joe-Bob "Bubba" Watson, who live in a trailer park in Alabama. This shameless, classless, tasteless parody, inspired by "The Blue Carbuncle," is dedicated to Big Brother John Bennett Shaw, who always said it was better to believe in Holmes than in Nixon.

Ever wondered what it would be like if Sherlock Holmes lived in a trailer park in Alabama? Of course not, because that would be stupid. Fortunately, We have no problem with stupid, and that's just where we put him. This is a parody inspired by Arthur Conan Doyle's classic tale, "The Red-Headed League." Co-written with my wonderful witty husband, who really has been to Moultrie.

This silly little whodunit is the result of a challenge: "A woman is found dead in an empty room. The skylight is open but the door is locked from the inside. There are three items of your choice found with her." I asked my husband to suggest three random items. He chose a pillowcase, a feather, and a strawberry. (Someday I will learn to keep my big mouth shut.)