The first half of this post is a brain dump. The second half (after the picture of the rosemary bush) is the point at hand – a faith post. Feel free to read either – or – or both. I woke up at 1AM last night, sweaty and tangled in the sheets, having just accepted the starring role of Maria in the… Read More
Archives for July 2014
Eight Takeaways from BlogHer ’14
I told myself that this would be my last BlogHer. It’s difficult to justify the expense when I am not speaking or serving in any kind of official capacity – even if I’m sharing a hotel room and using my husband’s frequent flyer miles for a free plane ticket to cut costs. Nevertheless, each year I’ve attended has proved invaluable for the things I’ve… Read More
The Viscount – Chapter Four
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER FOUR The Viscount stepped off the Eurostar with his hand on Manon’s back in order to guide her through the crowds. He signaled to a porter to come and help with their bags and led the way to get a taxi. Manon was relatively unknown in London and it was a pleasure to be… Read More
In Brittany
Happy Bastille Day everyone! We’re going to the beach to see the fireworks tonight, although it’s going to be late. It stays light until nearly 11:00. I’ve written about Bretagne before, but usually call it that rather than Brittany. But Brittany is the English word for Bretagne and this is also where Great Britain comes from – to distinguish it… Read More
The Viscount – Chapter Three
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER THREE Chastity stood in the kitchen, completely white, gripping the telephone in her hand. There was a low, nervous laugh on the other end of the line. “You remember who I am, right?” he prompted when she didn’t answer. “Why are you calling me after all this time?” she asked slowly. There was silence…. Read More
The Viscount of Maisons Laffitte – Ch 2
THE VISCOUNT OF MAISONS LAFFITTE CHAPTER TWO The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of the Chateau of Maisons Laffitte, and the small square window panes made a checkered pattern of sunlight on the wooden floor. It was a warm day for late October, and the crisp sound of birds chirping nearby intermingled with the muted squeals of children… Read More