Remembering Audrey Jessup
A lunch is taking place today in memory of a valued colleague, a very sweet lady with a killer pen. Audrey Jessup left us ten years ago and her presence is still felt when The Ladies’ Killing Circle gets together for a gig or just to have fun.
She left her imprint on this critique group – I can still hear her correcting something grammatical – and we were better writers, better friends for having her a part of LKC.
But she touched so many more lives, too.
As one of the original members of Capital Crime Writers, she’s been memorialized with the Audrey Jessup Award, given each year in the short story contest. Many of us remember, with a chuckle, the meeting where her dear husband Max was sitting right beside her when she asked a question of the guest speaker, a doctor I believe. She asked what poison to use that wouldn’t be detected. We all looked at Max. He sat very still.
For a regal looking woman with an elegant accent she wrote some very menacing short stories. You wouldn’t want to get on her bad side because she did know ways of doing a person in, without being caught. Aah, but there was that twinkle in her eye.
She loved to travel and she loved to write. And she loved the mystery world. She also loved the art world, and the volunteer world and so her many worlds will blend today as we lunch and remember the many facets and charms of Audrey Jessup.
If you knew her, you know what I mean. And if you knew her, you were very lucky!
Thank you, Audrey. You are missed!