For today, at least, we could pretend we have each other, and no one else. No demands, no promises to keep.

He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.

Watching him, his hands buried in his pockets—to keep from circling her neck she supposed—she couldn’t help but marvel at the curious mix of Southern courtesy and male arrogance, the natural assumption he shouldered of...

Learning to pipe isn’t easy. At first it always sounds worse than a chicken yard full of squawking adolescent roosters.

We are exiles in Time’s abyss, strangers now in the Promised Land.

I love you enough to keep you from dying with me… ~ Dane de Falaise

The greatest challenge of my life has been to see and accept the actual truth without great pain and struggle against it.

Heart…Soul…Words

I will be a historical painter.

There’s a saying,” Aeneas said: “Keep an eye on Greeks when they offer gifts.” He spoke wryly. “Horses, particularly.

You are an exceedingly beautiful mystery, one that intrigues me and one that I plan to solve.

My bursting heart must find vent at my pen.

We had been through so much together, mrs. Kennedy and me. More than anyone can imagine. More than anyone can ever know.

You next,” he said. “Out of those clothes and into bed.”She nodded but didn’t move from Sally’s side. The thought of undressing exhausted her. Where would she find the strength such a task would require?”I’m...

What’s good for reform is bad for the reformers

I’m not a very good writer. But I’m a HELLUVA re-writer.

What does freedom mean if we accept the fundamental premise that humans are social beings, raised in certain social and historical contexts and belonging to particular communities that shape their desires and understandings of the...

Why, on to the castle, to kill the royal family, and claim the throne that isn’t mine by right!

He knew what he had found here, a precious treasure that had remained hidden away for so long. To the right man, she could give more happiness and fulfilment than any amount of gold, or...

Love’s stories written in love’s richest books.To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.