Please read the two previous posts for the whole story.
“Damn it, woman! You always see things in the worst way!” Jeremy stepped in front of her, scowling. “Stephen left you penniless. If you stay here with the children, I can take care of you. That’s all I ever wanted to do.”
“You’re very good with the children. Perhaps I should go to Bristol and try my hand at the business.” Continue reading “The Star in the East Part Three”
Please see the last blog to start at the beginning.
“They are now. My inheritance.” He flashed her a cheeky grin and went to inspect the, well, troops seemed appropriate. The smallest girl, about three years old, he swung up in his arms, to her great delight and loud giggles. Continue reading “A Star in the East Part Two”
Some decades ago, I wrote a Regency Christmas story the appeared in the print version of my RWA chapter newsletter. I’d like to share it with you over the next three posts. Enjoy! Continue reading “A Star in the East Part One”
Continuing from last Sunday with number 16 through 30. And you do realize, I don’t really live on Facebook, right? Continue reading “Thirty Reasons to be Thankful, Part Two.”
On Facebook, where I live, my 500 plus close, personal friends are posting something they are thankful for every day in November. I thought about it, but between keeping the flock clean, fed, and watered, and writing two thousand words a day for NaNoWriMo, I am just going to throw my list up here, and be done with it.
Continue reading “Thirty Reasons to be Thankful, Part One”
An advantage to Facebook and Scribophile is the ability to play weird games that would be much less fun face to face. Imagine getting out lists of silly words, one for each letter of the alphabet and one for each month of the year, and having your friends at a party tell you what their porn star name would be, based on the month they were born and the first letter of their last name. Not enough alcohol in the world to make that funny.
Continue reading “Games to Play With Books”
I don’t expect to talk about the concept of an innate ability to select the best styles and decorations, but I did want to briefly explore how that got to be. Have you tasted the latest shoes? Well, so far I have no input on that, so maybe there is no documentation on it. I’ll have to borrow someone’s Oxford English Dictionary. Continue reading “Senses and History, Part Four: Taste”