Excellent e-Books Wednesday: a new weekly tradition
I was trying to think of a good weekly feature, so I came up with Excellent e-Books Wednesday. Every Wednesday, I’ll share with my book loving readers some of my […]
Tag Archives: Rosa Sophia
Another day, another book
“We think we know one man very well, and something happens that shows we didn’t know him at all. That’s the sort of thing that happens in many close friendships. […]
Confidence is a must
Confidence is a must, no matter the situation, but there are some things I feel less confident about than others. For example, although I know I’m a good mechanic—certainly not […]
Don’t try this at home, kids: Part 3
When I was much younger, in junior high school perhaps, sleepovers at Steph’s house were always a lot of fun. But I often feared waking up in the morning, because […]
I gotta be honest
This town is great. I love the old houses, the architecture, the history. Historically speaking, that goes without saying, because I love history everywhere, so much I’m willing to fight for […]
On the precipice
I dreamt I was in my mother’s old house in Pennsylvania, the mold-infested held-up-by-cement-blocks-and-a-jack house, and I was surrounded by cats. My brother was there, playing video games in his […]
Woman’s hair kills one, injures three
PALM BEACH, FL– A young woman has been taken in for questioning regarding the death of one man and the injuries of three others in connection with an accident that […]
Excerpt: Looking Back
Looking Back: Falling in Love With Florida History is my latest project, and I’ve jumped headfirst into writing something unlike anything I’ve ever written before. I’ve written all genres, most […]
“He tricked us . . . and burned our homes down”
I sat in on a lecture a couple of years ago and listened as a docent from Whitehall talked about Henry Flagler, the man who forged a path through the […]
I was a Calusa once
By Rosa Sophia This poem was inspired by my visit to Fort Center and Fisheating Creek. What an incredible place. I know I was born here once. Bicycle wheels on […]