Hanging by a Thread

By Linda Maria Frank
Hairs and fibers are everywhere. In forensic science, they are considered trace evidence. But how significant is a hair or a fiber found at a crime scene?…

Meet the Cohens

THE MYSTERIOUS CASE OF THE COHENS
By Linda Maria Frank

Everything is relative. And some of us are finding out that we have more relatives in our lives than we thought. In this article, I would like to point out that everything is relatives. Take, for instance, the story of the Cohens, or Kohanim as they are known in the Jewish faith. The Kohanim are males who can trace their lineage back to the first Cohen, who was anointed by Aaron, the brother of Moses, dating back 3,300 years. The line is patrilineal, which means it is passes from father to son through the Y chromosome.…

CODIS

CODIS, the combined DNA index system, is a data bank consisting of the DNA from violent offenders. When a violent crime like rape, murder or assault is committed, and evidence from the scene, like blood, skin cells or semen is available, a DNA profile from that evidence is produced. …

Madonna Ghost Tidbits

Here’s a Post that let’s you, the reader of Annie Tillery Mysteries, wallow in the trivia of forensic science and history. …

Annie explains the Forensics behind her stories

By Annie Tillery edited gwp for site
My name is Anne Tillery, aka, Annie. I will be of to college next year. I live with my aunt, Jill Tillery, who is an NYPD detective, special assignments.
You’re probably thinking, Well,that’s convenient. She just passes on her cases to you. But it’s not that simple. She is almost always trying to keep my snoopy little fingers out of her work.

Why Fire Island and Why The Madonna Ghost

By Linda Maria Frank
One of the first questions anyone asks me about the book is why I chose the title, The Madonna Ghost. Some readers think that it is a reference to the singer, Madonna. It is not. The original meaning of the word, Madonna, is an Italian formal form of address for a woman, meaning literally, my lady. It has come to refer to the Mother of Christ in the Christian religion as illustrated by many works of art. So, a Madonna figure is a mother figure, most commonly a mother with child.

Explosives

AND THEN, IT WENT KABOOM!
By Linda Maria Frank

Every high school chemistry student, studying the incredible nature of nitrogen bonds, has heard the story of Alfred Nobel and his creation of dynamite. As the Industrial Revolution chugged along, the need for faster and more powerful methods of construction became increasingly important.

The two know explosives at the time were black power (gun powder), a relatively low grade explosive, and nitroglycerine, powerful, unstable, and deadly dangerous to use. The key ingredient in these two is the nitrogen bonds in the chemical ingredients. When the bonds between nitrogen atoms and the atoms of other elements are broken, tremendous energy is released.

Abandoned Boats on LI

Have you ever wondered about the story behind a boat you’ve seen up on the beach, or one that’s been found
abandoned and adrift? It’s interesting to speculate on how the vessel came to be forsaken.
By Linda Maria Frank

From Editors to Tweets

 

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The most important thing I did this year, book-wise, was to publish “Secrets in the Fairy Chimneys”. And the most important lesson I learned was that you can’t fool around when it comes to editing. One of the low marks self-published books receive is for the quality of the editing.

There is an industry standard. The Chicago Manual of Style is what book editors use. Your friend who worked as a magazine editor, or your English teacher buddy probably won’t produce the clean results you want. You need someone working in the industry NOW. I used the editor provided by my publishing house . The proof is in the pudding.

Girl with Pencil, Drawing

GIRL WITH PENCIL, DRAWING

Chapter 1

The Saturday Art Class

The screech of iron wheels against iron rails trilled through my body, making my teeth ache. I tightened my knees against the large art portfolio as the New York City subway train lurched through a turn, slowing towards the Spring Street station. Not able to control my nervous energy, I left my seat and headed for the sliding doors. I balanced the precious portfolio between my knees and looked at my reflection in the door windows, checking for obvious defects in my appearance.

Boy, I thought, You are nervous, girl. Let’s see.