Pont Alexandre III I still have that photo of you taken on the Pont Alexandre III long before we met, your favorite bridge you told me once when we were there together walking on the banks of the Seine. You know the one I mean, the black and white gone brown, a little dog-eared at the edges, but unlike you, still here. It was taken right after the war, you told me. You wore civilian clothes once again, your gabardine coat all new and flying in the wind and your hair filled with the blowing … [Read more...] about A Little More More
Archives for September 2013
A new character knocked on my door. She's the star of my next mystery story and her name is Brandy. She lives in Brooklyn with her mother and the ghost of her father. In the story she's kidnapped and we meet her in the back of a van with her hands tied, abducted from school. This is really rough writing but what do you expect, it's a birth. Me? I’m an everyday kind of teen with curls so tight on damp days they stick to my scalp and I can feel them winding up. They move like baby snakes ready to … [Read more...] about The Birth of a Character
Two immortals discuss Labor Day Think about it, all characters are immortal. Two of them, Rosa and Serafina were born in imagination. They had parts to play in my historical mysteries. For me they won't die and for anyone else who cares to read their words, they will in some way remain alive. One thing about them, Rosa and Serafina comment. Sitting on some fat cloud and enjoying perfect weather they look down on war and peace, perhaps on this parade in New York in 1909 when Labor Day was … [Read more...] about Why Do They Call It Labor Day If No One Works?