“The book shop is just here.” The clerk at the Grande Hotel do Porto penciled ‘LELLO’ on the city map in front of me.

I never intended to visit Fatima when I planned my recent trip to Portugal, mostly because I had no notion of where Fatima was.

There is a timeless quality to my journey to Ashland every year. Granted, attending six plays over three days sweeps me into a make-believe world, even if the plays haven’t all been penned by The Bard. But there are other … Read More →

Once you step inside the city walls of York, the modern world seems to recede. York revels in its history, from the artifacts of Viking Jorvik to the motte built by William the Conqueror to the glorious high medieval cathedral … Read More →

I first visited York in the 1970’s, and I was utterly smitten by the medieval city: the magnificent York Minster, York Castle and Clifford’s Tower, abbey ruins, the warren of medieval streets known as The Shambles, the museums, the shops … Read More →

My current work in progress has a scene set in Gloucestershire on top of a hill called Ciresdune, which is now called Churchdown, and while we were staying in the Cotswolds we set out to explore it. From its summit … Read More →

I am, once more, way behind in my posts. Today I am in Stow on the Wold, about to leave for points north, yet still dredging up my memories of last week in London. We stayed in a little flat … Read More →

You’ll find medieval-like elements all over New York. Even the top of the Chrysler Building has four gargoyle-like creatures sprouting from its corners. The exterior of the Bedford Hotel though, has beautiful windows that caught my eye, and I’ve noted … Read More →