R.S.V.P.

You never know what you might find while doing research. It’s like opening a plastic Easter egg that’s been left on the lawn. It might be full of candy. It might be full of ants. No way of knowing. Recently I visited the fabulous National Cowboy and...

The Potluck Militia

Potlucks have a long and esteemed history. When writing Sixty Acres and a Bride (which releases in February!) it was natural to set a few scenes on the church grounds, but potlucks go back further than the 1880s. In fact, I’m pretty sure the Treaty of Paris was...

Worth the paper it’s printed on?

“What was your favorite thing about Colonial Williamsburg?” I asked my children. “When you let us leave the book binder’s shop.” The blame falls on me. I could tell they were getting restless, but the book binder was fascinating. Not only...

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