The tales of Kate Thomason were spurred by this fragment penned by my great-great-grandmother – with whose name I graced my protagonist. “One night as Professor Weston and I labored late attempting to produce artificial cavorite and the professor made,... Read More

“Where do you get your ideas?” I can’t count the number of times I’ve been asked that – because I don’t know how to count to zero. But if/when I were asked that, I would try to BS my way... Read More