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So exciting that the paperback edition of THE FORGOTTEN SUMMER is hitting the shelves today! If you haven’t already, you can order your copy here: http://hyperurl.co/TheForgottenSummerPB
So exciting that the paperback edition of THE FORGOTTEN SUMMER is hitting the shelves today! If you haven’t already, you can order your copy here: http://hyperurl.co/TheForgottenSummerPB
These photos were taken by Bruno Barbey who was a twenty-five-year-old photographer in ’68 and a superb visual chronicler of the events of May 1968. He wrote later, “I went with Cartier-Bresson to buy helmets to protect us from the stones, but with them we couldn’t use our Leicas.’ It is always an exciting moment…
A day or so ago I watched, for the first time in many years, Louis Malle’s wonderful film, Lacombe, Lucien. I don’t think I have seen it since it was first released in 1974, when I was a young actress living in London. I would have been audience at the Hampstead Everyman or that wonderful…
Dear readers, to celebrate the publication of THE FORGOTTEN SUMMER we’ve organised a blog tour featuring exclusive content on a different blog each day for one week. I hope you enjoy hearing more about my writing process, the people who have inspired me, and of course revealing more of the world of Luc and Jane…
If you are looking for the perfect Mother’s Day gift, I think THE FORGOTTEN SUMMER will do the trick. The reviews coming in are really terrific and I genuinely believe your Mum will thoroughly enjoy it. Go ahead and spoil her. You only have the one Mum. Happy Mother’s Day to all my readers, Carol
I received this email this morning and we are posting it in its entirety due to its importance. PLEASE help, donate, spread the word, change your gardening habits, please let us do whatever it takes to turn this crisis around Thank you Carol Dear friends, Right now, billions of bees are dying. Already, there are…
It is very dark here and silent. Very early morning. I am up and at my desk before dawn. The quietude here seems a long way away from the frenzy of Christmas and holidays and shopping. I love these silent hours when all I hear is the heartbeat of life, which is the dogs (and…