Now that used to mean getting myself down to the nearest pub and . . . well, singing a lot of Irish songs into the night. And perhaps imbibing in a pint or two. (Kit, this is the point where you don't snort your coffee all over your keyboard, nor do you comment.) But...
I'm brushing up on my Jane Austen because I am speaking on her in April at my local libraries (in conjunction with the PBS Masterpiece airings of all the movies) and I ran across this. I found it rather vexing that anyone would find it intolerable to watch all six...
I totally forgot to post a cover of Sophia Nash's book, The Kiss, for everyone to see. And it is such a great cover, I can't believe I forgot to share. Mea Culpa and my apologies! And if you click on it, you can go right to Sophia's page and read an excerpt! And if...
This week I am turning over the Monday morning duties to my good friend, Sophia Nash. Sophia has graciously offered to helm the blog today and tell you all about her new book, The Kiss, which hits the shelves tomorrow. I love Sophia's books, which are lush, wonderful...
And no, I am not talking about the election. And not even the fact that it is President's Day. I'm talking about the Presidential Madness that has enveloped my nine year old son. He lives and breathes presidents like most boys do baseball players, hockey stars or...
