History is the guess of old men, sometimes they get it wrong.

Be Patient to become a Patent

Are ye hungry?” she asked, her voice soothing.His stomach growled. “I could cut the heart out of a stag and eat it raw.”She chuckled. “Fortunately, we do no’ have to go to such extremes.

historical arguments; traditional apologetics breaks down here. Since man is here dealing with God and this by definition means with the invisible, impalpable, uncontrollable, only one attitude is appropriate and required : believing trust, trusting...

He turned to look at her. “We’ve some talking to do.””Didn’t we do that on the plane ride over here?””I doona remember talking. I remember kissing, touching, and many orgasms, but no talking.

The worst thing is to be in love with one man and have to marry another.”Katie O’Reilly to the Countess of Marbury in “Titanic Rhapsody

people are here to do reckless things, stupid things they might later regret, though the point of it all is in not regretting. For the idea of the party is youth.

Either you are born with wisdom, my lord, or you make dowithout it…

I have been up too congress, and they do not seem to do anything except eat peanuts and chew tobacco while my army is starving…..

James Lamont. It’s my name. You’ll need it if you’re to curse me properly.

There is a lot of historical information that you might have not have ever picked up if you were a baseball fan like we are.

I’ll betide thee, say I, and may the Gods, or at least the Athenians, confound thee for a vile citizen and a vile third-rate actor! Read the evidence.

Lord Randall barreled inside, brandishing his cane in Drew’s face.”You beggarly knave, I was told this marriage was in name only! Who gave you permission to consummate the vows?””Theodore Hopkin, governor of this colony, representative...

Paying twenty-five dollars for me was your mistake, ma’am. I’m not worth more than fifteen.

The principle for which we contend is bound to reassert itself, though it may be at another time and in another form.

Inrealized how valuable the art and practice of writing letters are, and how important it is to remind people of what a treasure letters–handwritten letters–can be. In our throwaway era of quick phone calls, faxes,...

Sarah shifted on the bench. I worried she was winding up to say something, that Sky would start humming now, that the fright spring-coiled inside me would break loose. Then I remembered the widow dress...

The Postman rings twice, but the Insurance man rings until he collects”-Scott G. Brown

Unlike the hard, iron skeleton of war, the Izzy Doll is soft and cuddly. Not forced upon, it is given freely and accepted easily. It cannot be bought or sold therefore has no monetary power....

No Big Power in all history ever thought of itself as an aggressor. That is still true today.

Edward was dead. The magnitude of the news reverberated through me, thickening the air. His suffering was over. Yet what had he left behind? An England torn between Catholic and Protestant.

The last time Sean found trouble, she arrived in a package of blonde hair and blue eyes.” ~ Giles on Jem

Enjoy the tiny unexplainable second. You can learn whatever you want.

The River SwishDeftly maneuvered through the dark green abyss ~The wooden raft seemed in tune with this ~Canorous rush of theriver swish….

Now, tomorrow, and always.

My Characters Tell ME Where THEY Want to Go.

Writing historical fiction has many common traits with writing sci-fi or fantasy books. The past is another country – a very different world – and historical readers want to see, smell and touch what it...

No, I will not join your Civil War reenactment troupe.

I wrote a song called “Stinky Sodomite.” It isn’t a pop song, a historical song, or a song condemning homosexuality. Rather, it is a children’s song that teaches them how to count. In fact, the...

Many of America’s historical cornbreads were staple breads for people who didn’t have many other options.

Skip your fancy talk, Captain Lord Blackthorn. If I do your bidding, and I’m still discussing that with the Almighty, it will only be to save my arse.” Katie O’Reilly to Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn...

By some miracle, Charlotte’s polite smile never wavered. It was a proud moment for her. After all, it wasn’t every day that a little old lady told you right to your face that your bosom...

Follow your heart as long as you live…Bring your whole heart towards excellence…And no limit may be set to art.

219Take up and read, take up and read.

Yes, yes. My eyes are like the sea or the sky or some such nonsense,” she quipped with a laugh, the lilting sound like the finest music, better than anything he could ever play.

All the while Martin attempted to catch his aunt with a remorseful gaze, but the young woman was reabsorbed into her mother’s orbit, and though Anna embraced him, pressed on him the importance of visiting...

This is the Lord’s doing, and it is marvelous in our eyes.

Their daughter scrunched up her hands and legs, waving them wildly in the air. He opened his palm, allowing the babe to kick his hand.”Is she like a puppy?”Constance choked. “What!”He looked up. “Will she...

My own being can be judged by the depths I reach in making these historical origins my own.

If the Confederacy falls, there should be written on its tombstone: Died of a theory.

The throbbing shimmy spread through my hips and thighs. I could have sworn my body started to glow as if light were shooting from my fingertips and each strand of hair.

Would a dead man touch you like this?

What she knew was sand and wind and innumerable stars. The rumble in a camel’s throat as it swayed over shifting dunes, its trappings jingling in time with its steps beneath her. She knew the...

I was on one of my world ‘walkabouts.’ It had taken me once more through Hong Kong, to Japan, Australia, and then Papua New Guinea in the South Pacific [one of the places I grew...

Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your...

Slow down,’ he said, ‘so I can see how you do it,’ but she’d laughed and said, ‘I can’t slow down, if I stopped to think how I was doing it I couldn’t do it...

Either.

Time is going really faster than you think. That second just passed now, get up, pack the bag, get lost…

Agony’s PlotA zephyr skimmedacross my creamy skingently kissingwhere the sun had been….

You are a soldier. A fighter. And now you must fight. Not for the emperor, not for France . . . but for yourself.