4 December 2020 The Day of Deliverance, arrives, at last, enfin en France, first in Provence, and, then, within a mere matter of days, in...

Late September 2020 La Résistance is the term that was used most accurately, historically and fundamentally for the covert internal fight...

2 May 2020 I continue with translation of THE DAWN into L’AUBE, at a pace that Dear Husband calls Sherman’s march to the sea. In reality,...

February 2020 Many are the pleasures of a novelist when she discovers, or re-discovers, elements of her writing that she had long...

D-Day 2019 Ah ! Comment Artur me manque ! Oh! How I miss Arthur! In French, missing someone is a matter of putting the onus on the other...

13 February 2019 There are times, on a rainy Wednesday such as this one, when the rain and gray skies become overwhelming. And the Day...

November 2018 It’s autumn in California, and in Toronto — and in Provence. This autumn 2018, the French translation of BOOK 3, Guillaume,...

January 2018 It feels like an early spring here in northern Northern California as I begin the translation of Book Three of THE DAWN into...

Composing L’AUBE Update In early March 2017, I decided to come to an all-stop, an operational pause, a personal and professional halt in...

Composing L’AUBE 2016 Admittedly, I wrote THE DAWN with the French sensibility, aspiring to one day translate it into French. It is...