This image lived on my computer wallpaper for a couple of years whilst I wrote This Crumbling Pageant. It simply smells of magic to me, but you see, I love the green. I swear, green has a scent.  Paisley Vandermeir in Scandalous agreed with me, and could open her brownstone window when it rained in Manhattan, and smell the green. On Facebook, my good friend and fabulous writer asked people to share trees, forests, that they loved, to help...

Kofi Boakye – – – Over the past few years, the most visited post on this site is a previous tribute to “We Shall Overcome.” We have such a deep need now. Deep in my heart I still believe.

Louis Armstrong “I want every sister and brother to sing like they never sung before for old Satchmo.” – – – Over the past few years, the most visited post on this site is a previous tribute to “We Shall Overcome.” We have such a deep need now. Deep in my heart I still believe.

This image of Vespasian isn’t anywhere else and probably won’t be. Yes, I bought an image that would ordinarily be used for a book cover to use for my own inspiration. Seriously. How could I not? What drew me to this image is one word. TORTURED. That is how I view Vespasian, and what I sensed in this image. I would have snatched it up just as quickly if he’d been fully clothed. Yes, really.   Now, you might think I only...

I love photographing windows, usually the view from within.  And when it comes to windows, there is nothing I love more than leaded glass. When we were in England in March 2013, I shot several views from Erinyes Manor Baddesley Clinton. It’s difficult to explain what it’s like visiting a place after you’ve already absorbed it into the fantasy world you’re building, absorbed it because of its floorplan, its history–chosen for very practical...