Then Cometh the Lion…..
Apologies for the lack of post last week. I was in London at a hotel that, despite advertising wifi, turned out to have none. And though I love all of you desperately I was not about to lug my laptop around town in search of a place to connect. Instead, I combed through the Imperial War Museum with the astronaut and the fabulous and brilliant Andrew Grant. Then we were off to Paris. And, really, who is going to spend their time in Paris online? Pas moi. We stayed at one of my favorite quirky places, Hotel Marignan, and made the most of our too-short days: Cluny, Louvre, Notre Dame, Eiffel Tower, Sacre Coeur. We even bought art.
Art currently housed in the plastic tubes that inadvertently bludgeoned half of Paris yesterday when we were walking to the train station.
Best of all, we drank champagne on Pont Neuf, site of Emily and Colin’s first kiss. Of course, she slapped him the moment she realized she was enjoying it. Perhaps she should have had champagne first?
Now, though, we’re happily ensconced in Normandy, where I’m diligently working on the next book. The setting couldn’t be more perfect—and the Norman countryside is beyond idyllic. I feel almost guilty bringing murder and mayhem, even fictional, to such a place. Stay tuned for pictures……
Meanwhile, I’m feeling out of touch. Being away from the internet will do that. So tell me what is the best thing that’s happened to you so far this summer.
Have a great weekend!
xo
Tasha
















