July 2016

So vacation's over. For now, anyway. I'm back home, back online. Thanks to everyone who stopped by while I was gone and left comments here and there. Always nice finding those little notes waiting for me when I return.

Vacation's not quite here yet—still got one more week to survive—but I'm putting this thing on pause right now. Too exhausted to keep up with everything: reading, writing, checking all these blogs. Can't do it anymore.

Somewhere in southern Ireland, the 1950s. Thirty years back, Lilia was engaged to Guy, who died in WWI. A few years later she married Fred, and together they run the Montefort estate. Their life, their world—all of it haunted by old letters and older ghosts.

Short novel, moral tale—sweet and bitter both. Young American woman in Paris, Lizzie West, makes her living teaching kids of fellow expats. Slowly she builds something romantic with Vincent, father of one of her students. Things get complicated.