You know you're a history fiction writer when: You're ecstatic to find out "sniffling" is from the 17th c. and "squib" was old enough for the book you're writing! Sorry about the long gap since last post. Where has the year gone?
I finally got to go to my first book fair at the local library. It was fairly busy, and I got to talk about my book at my table and in front of the group. My daughter came with me to provide help and moral support. She was very patient, all things considered. Her are … Continue reading My First Book Fair
One of my online groups, "Hearts Through History", had this as a weekly topic. This is my entry. My maternal grandpa was the best. Funny, clever and always ready to help. He was an immigrant from Italy who left there old enough to remember bits about living there. He described the area around his home, … Continue reading “What did you most admire about your grandparents?”
I’m writing a story set in Switzerland and have been looking into rules and customs to make it more accurate. I just came on some interesting facts. Firstly, if you think this country is full of state's-prerogative people, we don't hold a candle to the cantons of Switzerland. A relatively small country (around 7.9 million), … Continue reading Swiss Gun Laws as I Understand Them.
I recently had an epiphany. 1> I’m definitely getting older, and 2> being a parent really restricts your enjoyment of popular music. You start to see stalkers where you once saw admirers. You see pushy potential abusers where you once saw ardent and determined wooers. Here's an example of what I mean: I was listening … Continue reading One of those, “you know you’re getting old when…” moments.
I'm sorry I've been incommunicado recently. Summer is a busy time in the Pugh household, with the children at home all day. But I'm back at it, and hoping to get another book out this Fall or Winter. Anyway, I'm currently working on two new books (including trying my hand at SF Romance) and a … Continue reading Things that strike you as funny…
For the first time in probably a year, I bought a physical book - a real paperback. I purchased the book at a real bookstore, which I haven't been to in even longer. My more recent real-book purchases have been at displays at grocery stores and Walmart. I missed physical books terribly. They feel solid … Continue reading A Meeting with an Old Friend
Even at my age, I have dreams about missing school deadlines. I’m sure a psychiatrist would say I’m feeling that things are out of control, or there are other deadlines I’m stressing about. She’d probably be right. However, sometimes they are a godsend. The other night, I had a dream about an unfinished school project. … Continue reading Sometimes the Writing Comes to You
My son Michael is a special boy in more ways than one. He's sharp as a tack and has ingenuity coming out of his pores--especially when it comes to finding a way around rules and obstacles (especially those we set up to protect him or the house). He's also one of many children who require … Continue reading When “Participation Trophies” Matter
Early this morning, I had the "Phony King of England" running through my head. In it, Little John sings, "Oh the world will sing of an English King thousand years from now And not because he passed some laws Or had that lofty brow" And it suddenly occurred to me, the only thing most people … Continue reading Irony, thy name is Disney’s Animated “Robin Hood”