Who is Roxie Maxx?
Hi there! I’m Roxie Maxx, your not-so-average small-town journalist with a knack for stumbling into trouble. Welcome to my little corner of the world—Whiskey Pines—a place where the coffee is strong, the secrets are buried deep, and the mysteries practically beg to be solved.
Who Am I?
Good question! I’m a proud Whiskey Pines native who found herself back in this quirky little lakeside town after my life took a few twists and turns. I traded in a broken marriage and big-city chaos for a fresh start and a crumbling Victorian mansion (which, by the way, came with more skeletons in its closets than I bargained for). These days, I split my time between writing for the Whiskey Pines Journal, chasing down local scoops, and occasionally finding myself knee-deep in mayhem. What can I say? Trouble has a way of finding me.
Why Whiskey Pines?
Oh, Whiskey Pines—it’s a postcard-perfect town on the surface, but look closer and you’ll find a place where history whispers through hidden tunnels and the locals have more secrets than a politician in an election year. It’s charming, infuriating, and completely unforgettable. I guess you could say it’s a lot like me.
Whether it’s tracking down the next front-page story or solving a mystery that’s been buried for decades, I can’t resist getting to the bottom of things.
From the crusty humor of May Belle to the scandalous Steeplepush gang (don’t get me started), Whiskey Pines is full of characters who make my life complicated—and completely entertaining. Like anyone, I’ve got my scars, but every mystery I solve and every challenge I tackle reminds me that I’m stronger than I ever thought I could be.
I’m lucky to have a few trusty companions by my side. There’s Kenzie, my sharp-eyed, fluffy-tailed Bichon Frise who’s more than just a dog (seriously, sometimes I think she understands me better than most people). And then there’s Ethan Michaels, a local farmer with a kind heart and a smile that could melt an ice storm. Together, we’re a team that’s ready for anything—whether it’s chasing leads, digging through Whiskey Pines’ past, or just surviving the chaos of everyday life.
If you’re looking for mysteries that’ll keep you guessing, laughs in the unlikeliest places, and a heroine who’s just trying to figure it all out (one cup of coffee at a time), then grab a seat, pull up a blanket, and stay a while. The story’s just getting started, and I’d love for you to join me for the ride.
So, what do you say? Let’s solve a mystery—or two—together.
