All work and no play… well, you know. But whatever did they do for fun back then?
I’ve been getting ready for Thanksgiving. Cleaning neglected rooms. Brainstorming a long weekend’s worth of menus. Slowly laying in supplies.
All this focus on Thanksgiving, and the impending descent of Christmas shopping, has made me wish for a simpler day, without all the sales hype and food flurry. You know… A Thanksgiving Day like Rose might have had.
Surprise! Things in 1929 were not so different from today after all. Continue reading
“Did you see this, honey?” Rose peered over the newspaper, one eyebrow cocked skyward, telegraphing her interest. “’Costumes for the American Legion’s annual Halloween Dance can be procured at the Armory any time after Saturday noon. Prices reasonable,’” she read. “That would be fun. Art Shook’s old-time orchestra will be there. Can we go?”
“You know I don’t dance.” He hated to disappoint her. But he had a surprise already planned for Saturday. Complete with costumes and everything.
Imagine no Trick-or-Treating. Continue reading
Titles are difficult. Not only that, but conventional wisdom says the book’s title can best be determined after the book is finished.
But it has to be called something in the meantime, right? If only so one can preface that terrifying question that comes after one admits to writing a novel: “What’s it about?”
So, what, you ask, does moonlight and roses Continue reading
Taylor MacDowell 