Last April I posted a blog titled, Oh to be in England now that April’s there… (The opening line of the Robert Browning poem). In the post, I lamented how I longed to return to England. Now, a year later, I am excited to say I am counting the days until I take that trip, to research future books and enjoy the English countryside I’ve come to love. (Below is a photo of English bluebells author … [Read more...]

I dedicated my latest book, The Dancing Master, to my own dance teacher: In honor of Aurora Villacorta ballroom dance instructor at the University of Illinois for more than twenty years. Thanks, Miss V. Your lessons are forever with me. Dance steps, yes, but so much more—etiquette, manners, respect, and grace. Your classes were the most enjoyable of my college years. I will never forget … [Read more...]