January 15th, 2015 → 5:32 am
“By my troth Nerissa, my little body is aweary of this great world.” – Merchant of Venice
That is just how I feel today…
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January 3rd, 2015 → 6:47 am
“Whip me, ye devils, …
Blow me about in winds, roast me in sulfur,
Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!” – Othello
Wait, that’s exactly what I feel like after our latest trip with American Airlines. We went to Mexico over the holidays, but our luggage did not! Apparently over the six days of our trip our luggage went to Dallas, China, Singapore, and then finally on to Mexico where it arrived on the day of our departure. As we were checking in for our flight home an agent told us to wait and, voila, our long-lost, at that point feared never-seen-again luggage, suddenly appeared! I laughed with incredulity and the tears ran down my face, until the AA agent then asked for my credit card for the fee to check our bag in for the flight home. I realize travel is all about the adventure, but after this last one, bandied about, insulted, hung up upon with customer service, I really do feel as though I’ve been whipped, roasted in sulfur, and then washed in gulfs of liquid fire.
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December 21st, 2014 → 5:25 am
“The plot is laid.” – Henry VI
Since The Other Shakespeare came out, a surprising number of people have asked me what my next novel is going to be about. I hadn’t really thought much about my next novel. I mean, I have a folder full of scraps of ideas I’ve written down over the years, but for all I know they’re terrible, like the detritus of a bad dream, best left behind and forgotten. And then in bed yesterday morning, while cuddling my son as he slowly woke up, I had an idea. I’m going to spend the next couple of months researching it and getting a feel for its plausibility, but I think the plot may be laid! Happy Holidays and see everyone in 2015!
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December 10th, 2014 → 5:22 am
“[Her] words are a very fantastical banquet.” – Much Ado About Nothing
I’ve been invited to write a number of guest blog posts, in promotion of The Other Shakespeare. Check out the first batch!
“(Some of) The Women of Queen Elizabeth’s Court”
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November 28th, 2014 → 6:42 am
“[Husband] and child
Those precious motives, those strong knots of love.” – Macbeth
A wonderful Thanksgiving Holiday break – spent in the warmth of home, amidst the love of family.
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November 10th, 2014 → 5:14 am
The Other Shakespeare goes on sale this week. Ahhhhhhhh!!
http://www.amazon.com/Other-Shakespeare-Lea-Rachel/dp/0990861600/
https://www.facebook.com/authorlearachel
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November 3rd, 2014 → 6:42 am
“I will a round unvarnished tale deliver…” – Othello
My novel, The Other Shakespeare, is in the publication process and almost available for sale. How exciting!!
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October 18th, 2014 → 6:39 am
“For you, there’s rosemary, and rue; these keep
Seeming and savour all the winter long.” – Winter’s Tale
I came home from work last night feeling rather down after a rather dispiriting day at work. And right when I walked through the door I heard my husband and son scrambling in the kitchen, giggling, telling me to wait where I was and close my eyes. My son had picked a basketful of flowers for me from the schoolyard that day, and then he and my husband had brought them all together in a nice bouquet, which my son handed to me proudly at the door. It nearly brought tears to my eyes.
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October 15th, 2014 → 5:34 am
“What art thou that usurp’st this time of night?” – Hamlet
I haven’t gotten a good night’s sleep in ages, it feels like. Damn you, usurper of the night…
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October 2nd, 2014 → 6:10 am
“The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side,
His youthful hose well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.” – As You Like It
My in-laws were in town last week, and despite the fact that my father-in-law is 85 years old (!), he is nothing like the sixth age of man that Shakespeare describes above. He still walks, drives, snow mobiles, he even roofed his house last year. Granted, he’s a bit shrunk and wears glasses (though so do I), but otherwise his overall fitness is impressive.
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