In-Between Day

Ever have one of those in-between days? You know, the kind of day where tomorrow you have something important to do and yesterday you did almost everything you needed to do to prepare? That’s my day today.

Tomorrow the dh is having back surgery and we are all prepared and today I’m just trying to figure out what to do with myself.

I could start on my revisions, but I am saving them for the hospital waiting room. I am thinking I’ll have lots of time and I’ll need a good distraction.

So far today I’ve shopped online–am thinking of buying shoes and a raincoat in preparation for The Duke of Wellington Tour (Yes! I’m going on the tour!!) and am washing clothes.

Here are the shoes I’m considering –Clarks may poppy loafer: imgres

And here is the raincoat (MICHAEL Michael Kors Double-Breasted Belted Trench Coat):

What are you doing today?

The National Gallery of Art

Today my blog is late, because a friend and I visited The National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C.

We went to see a wonderful exhibit about Mary Cassatt and Edgar Degas. Cassatt and Degas met in 1877 and for ten years they collaborated creatively before their work went in different directions.

This painting, Little Girl in a Blue Armchair by Cassatt, is a painting in which Degas had some input. In her later years, Cassatt wrote about this painting, saying that Degas not only advised her on the painting, but also painted on it himself. A recent technical analysis revealed that the background “corner” of the room had a similar style of brush strokes as Degas.


Cassatt posed for Degas on occasion, when he “finds the movement difficult and the model cannot seem to get his idea.” (Cassatt) In the exhibit were several versions of Cassatt in the Lourve but her back is turned and you cannot see her face. Degas painted one portrait of Cassatt. She was in her thirties when he painted this portrait, which he gave to Cassatt as a gift. When she was older, she quietly sold the painting, saying he’d made her look unattractive. What do you think?

The National Gallery of Art was also exhibiting the paintings of Andrew Wyeth. Wyeth did a whole series of paintings featuring windows.


After that we went to my favorite place to eat lunch – the National Gallery of Art Garden Cafe, where the theme was French. Here’s the marvelous menu.

It was a lovely day!

The End

I finished the first book in my new series today. Typed “The End.”

Needless to say, I’m a little sleep-deprived and have been vegging out watching HGTV all afternoon.

Here’s what I feel like:

Here’s what I should be doing:

How sweet it is to be finished with this book!! I’ll take a few days of and then get started on book #2.

Hope everyone has a wonderful July 4th!

Writers Weekend

Tomorrow I’m leaving for a writers weekend with three friends. We’re going to beautiful Berkeley Springs and staying in this house:



It looks like a lovely place for rest and relaxation, right? That’s not the plan. I need to be very focussed, because I need to finish my book and turn it in on Monday.

I’m excited by this book, the beginning of a new series of four books, but I’ll talk more about that at a later date.

Wish me luck!

The Day After Waterloo

Yesterday was the 199th anniversary of the Battle of Waterloo. Today is the anniversary of the day after.

June 19, 1815, found 15,000 Allied soldiers, 7,000 Prussian soldiers, and 25,000 French soldiers killed or wounded. The battlefield was covered with the dead who’d been plundered during the night. Their teeth had been taken, their clothing, anything of value. What was left was a sea of bodies.

A visitor to the battlefield four days later said:

This morning I went to visit the field of battle, which is a little beyond the village of Waterloo, on the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean; but on arrival there the sight was too horrible to behold. I felt sick in the stomach and was obliged to return. The multitude of carcasses, the heaps of wounded men with mangled limbs unable to move, and perishing from not having their wounds dressed or from hunger, as the Allies were, of course, obliged to take their surgeons and waggons with them, formed a spectacle I shall never forget. The wounded, both of the Allies and the French, remain in an equally deporable state.–Major W. E. Frye, After Waterloo: Reminiscences of European Travel 1815-1819.

So today let us pause and remember the aftermath of that battle. Like all battles, it left death and destruction. Let us remember the bravery of the men who fought there and the sacrifice of those thousands who died.

Most of the heroes in my books were soldiers in the Napoleonic War. Most fought at Waterloo. I suspect that battle changed men forever.

Hugh Westleigh was a soldier who fought at Waterloo. He is the hero of A Lady of Notoriety, which is on bookstore shelves right now!

By the way, go to Number One London for some wonderful details about Waterloo.