Love is worth the risk
***** What would a hero do if a lady in need appeared on his doorstep? Lift her gently in his arms and carry her inside? Fanny puzzled over the question as she rode down Clarion Hall’s lane in a pleasant little gig, Mr. Benson at the reins. Sally forth, sword in hand, to attack the […]
A bit for WIP Wednesday. I made start on The Forgotten Daughter. A young woman in Manchester has discovered the identity of her natural father. Her siblings need help and she is determined to get it. Meanwhile, Eli Benson is feeling entirely too self satisfied. Two points of clarification. Earlier in the chapter Eli notes […]
Busy week! Since I saw you last (so to speak) I planted flowers, hauled beloved to Home Depot (twice), weeded two beds, repotted an orchid, weed-whacked the back yard, and cleaned the clutter that accumulates when a husband is left to his own devices for three weeks. I also gave The Defiant Daughter her very […]
Nothing could have prepared us for the current situation, at least not entirely. We are indeed sailing into unknown waters. Our isolation may stretch into weeks or months. We don’t know where we’ll land, but land we will. Will there be dragons? Milk and honey? A radical new land? Home Port? We loath the unknown, […]
Looking for Wilfred Bagshott’s Portait Booth, Dearie? So is Lady Flora Landrum. The jumble of tents, lean-tos, and shacks at the far end of the ice, where new businesses sprouted up hourly in no particular order, confused Flo. She had left her companion, Lady Georgiana Hayden sipping hot cider and seated inside a marquee, one […]
What a lovely thing to find at the end of the holiday weekend, a wonderful review for Christmas Hope. Yes, I believe it is a gem, and it is wonderful to have someone else say so. Character work on the new series has been humming along. I’ve scoped out backgrounds for two heroes and a […]
Time for a little post-conference rest and relaxation up the California coast. Tune in next week!
The peas have gone wild this year. I have to go up on tip toe to get the ones eighteen inches above my head. I’ve been picking them every day, but the little darlings also disguise themselves as leaves so I miss some of the lower ones. By the next day when I find them, […]
It never rains but it pours. The old expression usually refers to an abundance of troubles, but sometimes blessings come as well. We’re having rain daily here in the urban wilds of Eastern Pennsylvania, and the garden loves it. Since it is mostly coming in the evening or overnight, there has been plenty of sunshine […]
One of the most satisfying things for a writer is typing The End on a rough draft. It isn’t the actual end of the process (layers of fixes, rewrites, comments from beta readers, editing, and formatting lie ahead), but it is the point at which the thing exists. I had a moment like that last […]