Love is worth the risk
If this were the Regency or Victorian era, I would be preparing to put off my blacks and revert to half mourning later this month. It is not. While I know that grief will continue to come in waves, I can tell you that since New Year’s the fog has lifted. I’ve been absent so […]
I was distressed to learn this week that Soul Mate Publishing is going out of business. If it weren’t for Debby Gilbert I might never have published a single book. The encouragement and coaching I got from Debby and my editor Tamus Bairen made all the difference in those early days. Their care for their […]
Candles burned low in one of the finer sets of rooms at the Albany, current residence of Alfred Fitzwallace, rising junior solicitor, and sensible gentleman. The evening saw the contents of his finest brandy bottles dip low as well while he and two friends bent over the cards on his inlaid walnut table. So begins […]
I finally typed THE END on my first rough draft in eighteen months or more, and it feels good. It is for Snowed by the Wallflower, which is on order now. In this bit Bel’s cousin Cecil (the rat) pushed John into the tiny buttery she uses as a laboratory, and locked the door: John’s […]