Last fall I had the incredible opportunity to visit Mowsley, England and speak at St. Nicholas, the 13th century church my ancestor, Barnabas Horton, would have been baptized at in July of 1600. He later wed Mary Horton, and though the records no longer exist, it was very likely at the same Anglican church. Mary and Barnabas, my ninth great-grandparents, …
To Follow Her Heart: Mowsley, U.K. to Southold, L.I.
A book tour to remember… With the release of To Follow Her Heart, book #3 in The Southold Chronicles series, I was thrilled to travel to some of my favorite places (Hood River, Mowsley, Long Island!) to promote the book! On September 2nd, I joined my friend and fellow author, Jane Kirkpatrick, where we both signed our latest (Jane’s is The …
The Southold Chronicles: A Cover Reveal
The dream to write a novel about Mary Horton began in Southold, Long Island, 1999. I flew to the east coast with my mother, Helen Horton Worley, to visit the lighthouse named after her eighth great-grandfather, Barnabas. He was a widower when he came from England in the 1600’s, via Massachusetts, to Southold with his two little boys and a …
Happy Bday Moby-Dick ~ “Call Me Ishmael”
I could not help but notice that today is the anniversary of the publication of one of my favorite novels, Moby-Dick, by Herman Melville in 1851. Though “Call me Ishmael” became one of the most famous opening lines in literary history, the novel was not a commercial success and it was only after Melville’s death that his literary genius in …
THE MISSING LINK: Is Wanderlust a Gene?
If wanderlust is a gene, I must have it. I have a passion for travel, but I don’t do it enough – though some would say I do. I was born in a car to a father who was a career Navy pilot, and a mother who could make a home anywhere. By the time I was fifteen, I’d live …
MOM AND APPLE PIE
My little apple trees popped with blossoms last week, bringing with them a flutter of memories! My mom grew up during the depression and married my dad during WWII, and though as a Navy pilot he provided well, I remember meals for our family of six as well-balanced yet thrifty. Occasionally, dinner was beanie-weenie, sloppy joe’s, or a pancake supper. …