“Do you have the book about Misty?” I peered over the counter to find a boy about seven squeezing the stuffing out of a plush pony. “Do you know about the famous pony?” He nodded most solemnly. “My mom took me to the museum where they have pictures and stuff about the wild ponies. Now…
The days just before a book launch are full of anticipation. How will readers like my book? Will they even buy it? What can I do to convince them they’ll love my aspiring teacher Charlotte, the insurance guy who used to be her boyfriend before but now is the single father of a seven-year-old sweetie…
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.
Mary K. Tilghman writes 