On the eleventh day of Christmas… Instead of counting the official twelve days of Christmas, I’m counting down the twelve days before Christmas to offer my gratitude for the people and things that make the writing life possible for me. Today I’m thankful for inspiration. You know what it’s like to sit in front of a blank…
On the third day of Christmas… I realize those twelve days are supposed to run between December 25 and Epiphany, Jan. 6, but I want to take these twelve days before Christmas to offer my gratitude for the people and things that make the writing life possible for me. I never belonged to a book…
If you cracked open my Civil War tale DIVIDED LOYALTIES, followed the stories of Angela and Patricia in LOVE LETTERS & GINGERBREAD, fell in love with an inn or the innkeeper’s son, or got a little seasick or lovesick on a ship in THE LAST GIFT, thank you.
Since I’ve been a reporter for the past 40 years, I am usually the person doing the questioning. But recently an online magazine known as Voyage Baltimore asked me questions about my writing life. I’d never heard of them but since I usually like it when people agree to answer my questions, I decided to…
THE LAST GIFT, now in paperback, attracted a nice bit of attention on Nov. 26, for its launch at The Greyhound, an indie bookstore in Berlin, Md. I am grateful to Susan and the staff at this charming little shop who love books in “America’s Coolest Small Town” for inviting me to bring this and…
My brother called me the other night to recommend a book he thought I’d like. Bill, who is a year younger than me, and I have been close through chicken pox, trips on the family sailboat, teen angst (both ours and our kids’), and now growing older and maybe wiser. As usual, he called while…
I gobbled up three books recently—while reading the Bridgerton collection, I might add—and I have to recommend them all with many, many stars. One is set during the Cold War. One is set in medieval Wales while the third is contemporary, set in Milford, Georgia. And they’re all related. But not the way you might…
I’m happy to say my summer reading this year provided escapes to different times and places and every one was a different kind of joy. Sweet and wild as Chincoteague. Wild and risky as Jazz Age Chicago. Heart-breaking and hope-filled as Cuba in the 1960s. Magical as the Paris Opera House.
I am thrilled to be among the romance writers who offered recipes and tories for this cookbook, LOVE IN THE MIX, but I’m proud to have one of my family’s favorite Sunday dinner recipes included—along with the likes of Kristan Higgins, Beverly Jenkins, Susan Wiggs…so many of my favorite authors. I just read Piper Huguley’s…
Mary K. Tilghman, writer 