Marquez at Camp Liberty

When I heard that Gabriel García Márquez had died, I immediately thought of three things: the fine grit of Iraqi sand that scratched between the page and my fingertips, the metal cot with springs that squeaked like those beneath a prostitute’s...

Love Boxed

Reading books filled with passion is my favorite indulgence, and as a romance author, I get to call it work, too. A great way to sink into reading bliss is multi-author boxed sets, which represent a collaboration of authors, both bestselling and new, usually in the...

Massacre-Memory

April 21: ” ‘Pull’ includes ‘invitations to tea’ at which one hears smiling reminders that a better life is available to people who stop talking about massacres…”

Boston Strong

April 19: “What you see first, after the starting gun’s crack, is a column of bobbing runners, thousands of them, surging downhill…”