To Strive, To Seek, To Find, and Not To Yield

I am in the Special Operations Executive because I can speak French and German and am good at making up stories, and I am a prisoner in the Ormaie Gestapo HQ because I have no sense of direction whatsoever. Bearing in mind that the people who trained me encouraged my blissful ignorance of airfields justContinue reading “To Strive, To Seek, To Find, and Not To Yield”

Native Plants

My mother-in-law once told me that she is the kind of reader who will stop reading once an author makes a stranger’s mistake about a place. A character turns up a street that doesn’t really exist in downtown Chicago, or the Texas landscape is mutilated to satisfy a plot twist. She’s the kind of readerContinue reading “Native Plants”