Grisly Stories

Now we have the sickening stories of murderous beheadings and mutilations coming out of New Orleans.  It's come to the point where I can hardly bear to watch the news.  So much death and horror forces you to turn away from the incredible inhumanity of man.  It's time, I think, to leave this behind by immersing myself in a different New Orleans during another time period, one where--I like to think--life was lived on a higher, more gracious plane.  No doubt that's an illusion, but I can at least make it true in my books.  I'll start book #4 of my current contract today, then--finally putting the first words of Chapter 1 on paper instead of just tweaking the chapter outline.  Maybe Gavin, the maitre d'armes of Guarded Heart, will take me away from it all.