November 24, 2010 – 10:00 am
My first response (besides sheer delight) to The Dangerous Viscount, my friend Miranda Neville’s latest book, was to want to take notes. Or outline it; make charts or graphs. Whatever it would take for me to figure out how she made something so light-hearted and entertaining so smart, believable, and wonderfully well-plotted. But for right [...]
A man wakes up in a strange bed, with only a whiff of lovely scent to remind him how he got there: He sniffed: rosemary and lavender [hanging from the ceiling beams to dry]. And something else, spicy as cinnamon, tart as lemon. A woman. The sheets of her bed smelled like her. — from [...]
August 28, 2009 – 4:59 pm
Beneath my writers’ uniform of flannel pajamas, I harbor two raging alter-egos in spandex, the dynamic duo of TheoryGirl and SuperEgoGirl. The first thinks the big fancy thoughts, the second (and more beleaguered) gets it onto paper (or into the ether), but only after I’ve promised to do so. Which is why, in my last [...]
December 26, 2008 – 1:41 pm
Every time we arrange or rearrange books on a shelf, we enjoy in crude form one of the basic pleasures of literary criticism. – English Romanticism and the French Tradition, by Margery Sabin …Two weeks ago, on the History Hoydens blog, I mused about the pleasures of reshelving my books in a freshly painted study, [...]