Discover the Mystery behind jane elzey

I kill husbands. 

Well... not really. But in my books? One’s always gotta go.
I’m Jane Elzey — former journalist turned cozy mystery writer, full-time cat herder, and founding member of the Cardboard Cottage and Jane's VIP Club. That's the Very Important Players Club, because readers are the #1 reason I do what I do.
My stories are smart,

I kill husbands. 

Well... not really. But in my books? One’s always gotta go.
I’m Jane Elzey — former journalist turned cozy mystery writer, full-time cat herder, and founding member of the Cardboard Cottage and Jane's VIP Club. That's the Very Important Players Club, because readers are the #1 reason I do what I do.
My stories are smart, sharp, and a little sideways — just like the women who star in them. 

When I’m not plotting fictional murders in the Ozarks, I’m traveling the world to find new places to bury the bodies (on the page, of course).
If you like strong female friendships, killer plots, and a little southern sass, welcome to your new favorite mystery series. 

Make-believe and Friendship.

As a journalist and magazine editor, I was compelled to write the truth. But honestly? Making stuff up is more fun.

I’ve always loved a good mystery. And I’ve really always loved good friends — the kind who show up with wine, snark, and a shovel if needed. So when I sat down to write my first mystery series, I k

Make-believe and Friendship.

As a journalist and magazine editor, I was compelled to write the truth. But honestly? Making stuff up is more fun.

I’ve always loved a good mystery. And I’ve really always loved good friends — the kind who show up with wine, snark, and a shovel if needed. So when I sat down to write my first mystery series, I knew it had to be about fiercely loyal women who happen to trip over a body or two (or many). 

Now I'm writing, plotting, and eavesdropping in coffee shops, while imagining WHAT IF game night went fatally sideways. Every story I tell starts with friendship... and ends with someone dead.

Just the way I like it.

From this chair overlooking the Ozark Mountains—usually with a cat or two in my lap—I write mysteries about four women, the games they play, and the trouble that follows.

Bluff Springs is their home base, and mine is pretty close: a cozy Arkansas town with just enough charm to fuel a shelf of whodunits. Inside the fictional Tiddlywinks Pla

From this chair overlooking the Ozark Mountains—usually with a cat or two in my lap—I write mysteries about four women, the games they play, and the trouble that follows.

Bluff Springs is their home base, and mine is pretty close: a cozy Arkansas town with just enough charm to fuel a shelf of whodunits. Inside the fictional Tiddlywinks Players Club, old-school games meet modern-day mischief. A mashup of nostalgia, friendship, and murder.

Over 40 and full of moxie, these women are not the type to let a killer walk free. Whether sleuthing in Arkansas or on a bucket list trip gone wrong, one thing is always true—they  don’t lose. They might trip and fall. But they never lose.