In the den she opened the liquor cabinet and looked at an assortment of bottles she could have sworn had been at the same levels since 1987. She sat on the couch where she had read while her father watched the Academy Awards. There was an ashtray on the side…
. THE SWIFTS OF BRENSTON: I AM ELLIS SWIFT Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I had just told you about the epiphany I had experienced, and how that was about to lead me from Britain to Brenston, hadn’t I? It all happened with astonishing quicksilver rapidity, one moment I…
Here I am, lurking with my computer which doubles as a camera with (what my dad would have called) a saucer-eyed expression. Okay, cut me some slack, I have sent the book flying through the Interwebs. Thank you, my friends. When I hear news, you’ll hear news… NotebookM by Lanny…
Ever wonder what people look like while they’re blogging? Behold, that slightly glazed expression proofing our text, or going through our photo files. And then, the Kid calls up the stairs and cracks you up, or the Mister coaxes you away from the computer with promises of coffee and suddenly…
Babies, Darlings, Angels, Compadres and assorted Poppets… If you have been following this blog you’ll know I wrote a book (an irreverent, sexy, oh so mysterioso roman à clef)… Where was I? Oh yes, someone’s going to publish the book, and I was very vague about the details – no more,…
EDWARD’S TALE – THE FIRST: Edward Tatty and elegant is a very worthy combination. Its a bit like my house on a good day. As for myself on a good day I am just tatty. I have worked that just pulled through a hedge look into a fine art. Vickie…