It just wasn’t done. Not in the Georgian Era. And yet, Sarah Siddons did it anyway. Sometimes you stumble upon a woman in history that must be known. Maybe she’s almost forgotten, maybe she’s underestimated or misunderstood. The more I learned about Sarah Siddons, the more I wished everyone knew about her. Known as one […]
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While researching for A Lady’s Maid, I found myself on numerous occasions, standing up and pacing. “How?” “Why?” Even the teenage, “I can’t even…” all rushed through my mind. Then I would rush back to the screen, trying to puzzle through how a human could come to another and say, “We want our voice to […]
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The nitty gritty about the first scene in Scarlet: I have wanted to talk about retellings for some time. What makes a good retelling? Do we want to stay in that world longer, and so as a reader we look for new characters in the same world? Or do we love the characters so much […]
Read MoreComplicated: the best word to use when describing England’s change to greater democracy. What could they do, with the French Revolution so close at their heels? Fear dictated much of the lawmaking. At the forefront, they wished to avoid the terror from across the channel. Undercurrents of resistance to change, the noble class’s feelings of […]
Read More“They seek him here. They seek him there. Those Frenchies seek him anywhere…” The Scarlet Pimpernel. A Tale of Two Cities. Les Miserables. I have a thing for the French Revolution. Where tragedy strikes, heroes rise. It always happens. When oppression grinds, freedom struggles against it. The human spirit beacons, like a fiery torch and […]
Read MoreOn my daughter’s Instagram, she wrote, “This world will remember us.” And I believe her. She is that kind of person. It begs to ask though, HOW do we go about remembering? Eight decades from now, when I am turning to dust, and her children are too, who is remembering? One of the greatest joys […]
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“Father.” Liz tried to reason with him. “His teeth protrude so far forward that he cannot even close his lips around them.” Not the largest of her concerns about his suitability, but one that surely her father would recognize. Chuckling while he glanced over the ledger on his desk, he responded, “Lizzy, Lizzy. Come now. […]
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