Given my relatively low author profile, when I think about it I am awestruck at how many of my books have been bought over the years. But this 2020 is not just any year; these are extraordinary times.
It has been another tough week for many of us. Thus 2020. So I think what this blog requires some lightheartedness and maybe even a cup of hot cocoa.
There seems something in the American psyche that is incapable of treating French people, as, well, ordinary people. That is probably because it is drilled into the American subconscious by now almost from birth that “the French” stand out among Europeans as particularly “mean”…
I voted for her in 2016. I did so because she was much more experienced and competent than him. And I feel 2020 has PROVEN that to be correct.
Traveling as much as I have since my early twenties, I have come to understand that the wider the variety of those you come to know, the more you do learn – or you should learn.
I always remember also that some years ago she had cornered me and joked about my books: “I’m not one of these women am I?” You are not either, by the way, just to set the record straight. Even if you are, I’m not admitting it. Your husband would kill me. LOL!
Obviously casual international travel is not happening currently. Thinking back, before air travel, and particularly before steamships (like Titanic), in the age of sail reaching Europe from the U.S. regularly took 4-6 weeks and longer. (If the ship did not sink and you made it alive.) Short getaways were unknown naturally…
Try to “prove” history itself. As an exercise, I regularly asked new history and politics students to “prove” yesterday actually even occurred.
All things considered, even if she had flopped across the pond that would have been far better for her: Miss Baarová should indeed have gone to Hollywood.
In 2020 as Americans yet again we are extra-engaged in reflecting upon what we were and what we are, what we believe, whether we really act on what we state we believe, and how we may put such beliefs into better practice.
Yesterday was something of a “milestone” in writing the planned new book. I have all of the chapters “framed” from beginning to end…
I am sure I am not alone in how I have found that, since the March “lockdown,” I am spending more time on social media than ever.
I knew a Frenchwoman with diabetes and more than once she did that right in front of me, so it ended up in one of my novels.
For as presumably one of “those” charged with having “conspired” to “hide” distasteful stuff about American history and politics from eager to learn young people fully committed to the ever-sponge-like soaking up of the past, and who could not be torn from the library bookstacks, this evidently needs stating plainly.
I don’t think we demand “happy endings” as readers nearly as much as endings that make some sense.