This is a tweaked repost in honor of Miss Viola, the mother of my friend Meg: For Christmas I decided to buy some pretty handkerchiefs for Miss Viola, the mother of a friend of mine. Miss Vi calls me her “other daughter,” and that’s a good feeling for someone who lost her mother in 1987.… Continue reading #1920s Drop Your Handkerchief
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Vintage Friday: Aeschylus 525 BCE
Which do you prefer–the burning archaic vision of Aeschylus, the dramatic excellence of Sophocles, or the oddly modern sentiments of Euripides? Although I admire all of these dramatists, I confess the offerings of Aeschylus (525 BCE – 456 BCE) from time’s dim horizon energize and elevate me the most. Only seven of his seventy plus… Continue reading Vintage Friday: Aeschylus 525 BCE
Vintage Friday: It’s Your Music 1963
You are invited to my Summer Solstice party on Facebook, June 12, Friday, 5-11pm EST, to celebrate Demoness Dreams and hear from some very cool authors. This amazing pendant from Wired Up will be up for grabs! The stone is Purple Sea Segment Jasper. I’ve prepared the following Vintage Friday post for you,… Continue reading Vintage Friday: It’s Your Music 1963
Vintage Friday: It’s Your Music 1966
Will you read my book? Recognize these words from a popular song of 1966? It makes me laugh because 49 years later this is still what writers are asking—trying to get people to read our books—whether a publisher, as this song implores, or general readers. The tune is Paperback Writer by the Fab Four, otherwise… Continue reading Vintage Friday: It’s Your Music 1966
Vintage Friday: 13 Bullets for Death of a Dude 1969
Happy Friday the 13th! DEATH OF A DUDE Author – Rex Stout First Published – 1969 Genre — Mystery Setting – Montana – Lily Rowan’s ranch Protagonist – Archie Goodwin – gumshoe and Nero Wolfe’s right-hand man Heroine – Lily Rowan – She’s not the heroine as a heroine would appear in a romance, but… Continue reading Vintage Friday: 13 Bullets for Death of a Dude 1969
Vintage Friday: Beggars’ Night by Flossie Benton Rogers
Are your memories of childhood Halloweens as pleasant as mine? I can still taste the red wax lips that we clamped down on. I admire the Halloween masks, held on by the thinnest of rubber bands. How mysterious everything appeared through those small eye holes. My favorite mask was a gypsy wearing a gold earring,… Continue reading Vintage Friday: Beggars’ Night by Flossie Benton Rogers
Vintage Friday: Ch–Ch–Ch– Changes 1972
In 1972 my beloved husband Ronnie and I were enjoying our first year of married life. With him working and me in college, we lived in our first little home in Weeki Wachee. I drove all the way to St. Pete for school. All around us changes were going on, some earthshaking to everyone at… Continue reading Vintage Friday: Ch–Ch–Ch– Changes 1972