Cape Charade

Good News for Audiobook Readers!

on November 27, 2021

Love audiobooks? I’m delighted to announce I sold my classic booklist to the talented Brilliance Audio! Click links to listen free to the first chapters. For Suspense, visit pages for the Virtue Falls series, the Cape Charade series, the RIGHT MOTIVE/WRONG ALIBI series, the Last Seen in Gothic series, and my newest stand-alone suspense title, EVERY SINGLE… Read More


Christina Dodd Discusses KICK-ASS HEROINES

on March 5, 2021

I’m here to kick ass and take names…and I broke my pencil.—Motto of all ass-kicking heroines Women love an ass-kicking heroine. Our favorite heroine faces off with vicious villains, brings justice to the oppressed, and on the side deals with the difficult life situations like pre-pubescent daughters and overflowing toilets. She’s you and me…on a… Read More


All Your New Book Questions Answered!

on October 16, 2019

I have three confessions: I’ve got the scar of a gunshot on my forehead. I don’t remember an entire year of my life. My name is Kellen Adams … and that’s half a lie. That’s the start of my upcoming thriller, DEAD GIRL RUNNING. So many of you, after you read that, asked questions, including, “Is… Read More


Christina Dodd Discusses Masherbumbles, Fiskpopers, and Listening

on October 14, 2019

When people discover I’m a writer, there are a lot of reactions: Have I read you? Should I know you? And— Are you going to make me a character in your book?  The answer: No. I know somewhere in this world exists that person who is interesting enough to be a fictional character, but I’ve… Read More


A Dedication Thank You

on February 10, 2019

The WHAT DOESN’T KILL HER dedication is a thank you from our family and me on behalf of my father-in-law, a WWII veteran. On Veteran’s Day 2017, he and other veterans were celebrated in a ceremony at the local high school. The band played, the choir sang, one very brave trumpeter played Taps, and my father-in-law was presented… Read More


Name the Dog!

on January 14, 2018

Rae ran into the kitchen yelling, “Grandma! We got a dog!” Verona turned away from the accounts spread across the table. “Well, let me see it… My God, what’s that?” She pulled off her reading glasses and stared as the fifty pounds of red muscled beast bounded in, tail wagging, and explored her kitchen. Rae… Read More