Some wallowing in nostalgia is good. At least that is what an interviewee on NPR said yesterday. Apparently the wallowing process warms a person up during cold weather. I am nostalgic about things that society has taken away, such as fun in school at Christmas making decorations, being able to trick or treat door to door without my parents, and I guess about the golden years in Hollywood which was actually before my time. I am current reading Betty Grable's biography. I've notice a lot of mystery books being set before cell phone and computers - - some old fashioned gumshoe work required. My mystery (in pre-production) A Line to Murder takes place circa 1988. Hopefully I scooted right past leg warmers and sideways ponytails.