Category: Historical Fiction

Summer 1861 No 5

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.   Dear Brothers, The Army has returned to Elmira. I should be more accurate, I guess, as the Army never really left our...

Summer 1861 No 4

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.     Dear Brothers, A cloud has befallen our fair little town.  As the stories of the fiasco at Bull Run reach us...

Summer 1861 No 3

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.     Dear Brothers, War has come to Elmira! It is impertinent of me to make such a claim, in truth; the reports...

Summer 1861 No. 2

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.   Dear Brothers, A week has now passed since I, and the town watched you march away from us.  It does not seem...

Summer 1861 No 1

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.     Dear Brothers, I did not tell you, but during the preparations for your departures, I purchased this journal from Tobias Adams,...

Road Trip – Sort Of

In the days before eBooks and blogs, when an author wrote a book, the first task was to garner attention and hopefully book sales. Authors were known to stake out shopping centers, book stores and anywhere else they thought they could slow down the pedestrians long enough to tell...

First Review

  My phone rang a couple of mornings ago. I was busy and didn’t focus on the screen. “Hello,” I said. “You made me cry.” “I what?” I’m focused now. “I did what?” “You made me cry.” “How? When?” I was confused and flustered, “Who is this?” A chuckle,...

Welcome To Kellynch

It is done.  I made the deadline. Think of me, as the head gatekeeper and I have swung open the gate, doff my hat, and bid you to enter. “Welcome to Kellynch,” I proclaim. Kellynch is the name of an imaginary estate used by Jane Austen in her last...

Jane Goes To War

Today, around the world, there is a large number of people, primarily women who identify themselves as “Janeites.”  They are the disciples of an English author who died more than 200 years ago.  Her name was Jane Austen. Austen was the daughter of an English Victor and she lived...

Welcome To Kellynch

Somewhere, somehow, at a particular moment, as I go through my day, I notice a sight, I hear a sound or an odor catches my attention.  Without warning, the idea of a story is born.  At first, it may take the mental shape of a daydream, fantasy or just...