Sincerty – A Halloween Story

“So. You finally show up.” It was a tick past the witching hour, and the thing had risen from the field, blinking and staring about in confusion. In its powerful, vibrating basso it said, “Where?”
 “This is my field.” The thing bent down, squinting through its giant...

Guest Post – Cindy Thomson

The best part of being a member of the Historical Fiction community is introducing readers to new authors, allowing them to dive into new periods of time so they might delve the details that makes the genre so marvelous. With that in mind, allow me to introduce the...

Good News & Bad News

The good news is that during the week of events and promotions in and around Verona, I also found time to visit many sites, both those that have appeared in the novels to date, and ones I never knew existed. I ate traditional Veronese food, learned a lot about the...

Dreaming Of A Paper Moon – A Story

Preface to “Dreaming of a Paper Moon” The first novel I ever wrote was entitled Setting Fire to the Paper Moon. (That’s a lie. The first novel I ever wrote was called The Black Beret, a daring sci-fi adventure parody I wrote in high school. But we don’t speak of...

A Muse – A Short Story

The door closed, and Father Giacomo placed the long stone in a small, felt-lined case before shuffling back up the hallway. His feet ached already, and the day had barely begun. But at ninety-three years old, he felt he was lucky to feel his legs, much less balance on...

The Rules Of Violence – Part Three

With the airing of 'The Rains of Castamere' on last night's Game Of Thrones, this seems like a great jumping off moment to continue the discussion of violence. If we can stop weeping and retching.  For those of us who love the books, the Red Wedding...