About

jo_lauer_home_102913_250I come from a long line of mostly technologically-impaired late-bloomers. That’s one reason I chose my first profession as a psychotherapist in my 40s (didn’t need a computer), and why I didn’t begin writing until my early 50s. I think there’s a lot to be said about waiting for age and experience to lend some direction—or perhaps that’s just what we late-bloomers say about ourselves.

At any rate, I am about to retire from my 30 year career as a psychotherapist; I’m a published writer (affiliated with the Redwood Writers branch of California Writers Club), and songwriter; My story, Roots in My Garden has been adapted to film and will be released later in 2021; I’m a founding member of Lavender Roses Reader’s Theater; I sing in the One Heart Choir, the musical ministry branch of the Center for Spiritual Living; and as important as anything else in my life, I am “Grammy” to wonderful twin grandsons.

Welcome to my website; I hope you’ll take a moment to browse about. My former blog, Jo’s Creative Universe, can now be read under Recent Posts. I would love to hear from you, and can be reached by e-mail: josrca@sonic.net.

The Tooth Faerie: A Little Old Ladies’ Mystery

Warning: This is not the tooth fairy of your childhood.

What does a gun-toting, sociopath, mass-murderer have in common with two female retirees who just want to have a quiet spa-like vacation in the Santa Fe desert? You’d be surprised.

Marion and Amanda, two retirees, are married and also partners in an unofficial sleuthing business, solving atypical mysteries, using Amanda’s street smarts and connections, and Marion’s psychic “gifts.”

Having returned from a recent sleuthing gig in the Ozarks, Amanda votes for retirement from sleuthing. Marion, willing to take some time off, but takes a ‘never-say-never’ stance to the possibility of another case—after all, when the dead come a-knocking, Marion can’t say no—vetoes the vote.

The compromise was an extended vacation to rest and restore at Marion’s long-lost cousin’s cabin in the Santa Fe desert while she’s in Europe. Too good to be true?

In New Mexico, they stumble into another mystery when Marion is awakened by a series of visitations from ghoulish ghosts beseeching her help finding their missing teeth.

Along the way, they encounter a gun-toting sociopath, meet and befriend Marion’s cousin’s secret lover, find a human skull in the middle of the desert, and enlist the help of a local detective who is skeptical of clues from the dead.