It's one of the first “historical-fiction” novels. It's poetry in prose and prose in poetry (or it would be if such a thing were...

 “Hugh groaned. 'The mob! I know well what that means! Jacques, we cannot face a mob gone wild again!'    At that moment a pe...

Once in a while, in our brief mortal span, you discover a story—sometimes it’s a gift straight from the author to you—sometimes it is a ...

Lt. Mellie Blake is looking forward to beginning her training as a flight nurse. She is not looking forward to writing a letter to a man ...

Thanks to  Hamlette  for hosting this blog-a-thon and so inspiring me to write this review in the first place! Let us give her three ch...

 Nathaniel Bowditch grew up in a sailor’s world—Salem in the early days, when tall-masted ships from foreign ports crowded the whar...

“In sight of Karakal misgivings faded, and qualms about his three companions were lost in an uncanny acceptance of the new world th...