by Maggie Sefton
Last Thursday I had a shock. A jolt I wasn't expecting. A mystery novelist friend called me from Southern California and told me my dear friend and colleague, Diana James, had died suddenly. I was so shocked I had trouble finding words. "What happened? Was it a car accident?" were my first thoughts. No, it was not. It was a pulmonary embolism. It happened so suddenly that Diana's husband, mystery author Darrell James, had no warning. Ambulances came at the first call, but Diana passed quickly after arriving at the hospital.
It was a tragic, out-of-nowhere, no warning occurrence that snuffed out a smart, vivacious, bright, hard-working, sweet, kind, and lovely woman. . .and a dear, dear friend. I still can't believe her light is gone from our world. Diana and I were planning to chat via phone that Thursday afternoon. How I wish we had been able to talk before.
Diana and Darrell had been busy promoting Darrell's first mystery, NAZARETH CHILD, which came out just this last September. www.darrelljames.com
Those of us who were fortunate enough to know Diana will miss her and the light she brought with her. We miss you already, Diana.
Attention: Call or email your friends today. Don't wait. There are no guarantees they will be around tomorrow. Take care, everyone.