Welcome to Mysteries to Die For
This is a podcast where we combine storytelling with original music to put you at the heart of mystery, murder, and mayhem. Some will be my own, others will be classics that helped shape the mystery genre we know today. You can find the episodes on these pages or thru your favorite app. Mysteries to Die For is available on Apple Podcast, Google Play, Spotify, Stitcher, Podchaser. Don’t see your favorite podcast source? Email me and I’ll check it out. Tina at tgwolff dot com
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Season 2: The Originators.
This season features adaptations of stories that helped create the mystery genre. Written in the 1800s, these stories were originally classified as horror, romance, and/or the dreaded literature. Each had one or more elements of a mystery. Namely: a crime, a detective, and an intention to find the solution. These adaptations translate the comma-laden 1800s English to a listener friendly performance. And, of course, Jack’s original music fuels each one. Listen below or from your favorite podcast provider. Enjoy ~T
Franklin Blake left England because the woman he loved blamed him for the loss of the fabled Moonstone Diamond. He returned to finish the job Sgt. Cuff started and win back the girl.
An adaptation of The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins. Part 2.
(Originally planned to be episode 5b, technology didn’t like the “b” and so this is episode 6.)
It was a thing of legends. Taken, then hidden. Given, then stolen. Suspicion reigns above and below the stairs. Sgt. Cuff steps into the chaos, charged with recovering the famed Moonstone Diamond.
An adaptation of The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins. Part 1.
They say poor old Uncle Silas kilt that ornery Jubiter Dunlap, be we know he didn’t have nothin’ to do with it. Our lawyer ain’t worth nothin’. Not to worry. With Tom Sawyer on the case, the real killers ain’t gettin’ away.
An adaptation of Tom Sawyer, Detective by Mark Twain
Every man has a guilty pleasure, his was haunted houses. Our detective had seen through smoke and mirrors to the human hand before. Now he’s turning his talents on the home were the housekeeper died with her eyes open.
An adaptation of The House and The Haunters by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Everyone liked George. So the story went. The evidence was to the contrary. The bank vault was open, the money was stolen, and George was dead. The authorities come up empty and a reward doesn’t help. These are desperate times.
An adaptation of The Somnambulist and the Detective by Allan Pinkerton
Two women living a peaceful life. Two women spending an evening in their third floor flat. Two women dead. The doors are locked from the inside, the windows are closed. One man knows who the killer is and how he got in. The thinking man.
An adaptation of The Murders in the Rue Morgue by Edgar Allan Poe
This first season is from my book Widow’s Run. Click on the image or HERE to go to Season 1.
About Mysteries to Die For
The idea for this Podcast game from a live performance my son Jack and I did at Centuries and Sleuth’s bookstore in Chicago. Jack played an original bass line on the keyboard while I voiced over the story. Think old-time radio meets the piano man. Since the first chapter worked so well, we kept going. Podcasting was brand new to both of us and, yeah, we made some mistakes. They are hilarious!
It was and is important to me and Jack that these Podcasts have the feel of the live show. Sure, we could digitally master everything, artificially make it perfect. Perfectly boring. Jack and I both love the “anything can happen” feeling of performing live. And so we give you it all. To paraphrase Mae West, when we’re good, we’re really good, and when we’re bad, it’s even better