Katharine Ashe: The ROGUE Interview

  THE ROGUE by Katharine Ashe allows the reader to understand important issues of the time period while exploring the age-old struggle of trust and honesty within a mystery. The story opens with a young debutante, Lady Constance Reed, falling for a handsome rogue, Evan Saint-André Sterling. Constance bargains with her father to let her marry Saint, a “nobody,” who is neither rich nor titled. They must overcome Constance’s desire to build a wall in their relationship because she was physically abused and raped. In addition, now a married couple, they work together, to find evidence against the Duke, the primary suspect, who they believe...

Guilty Pleasures: Ann Parker

Man With No Name vs. Mary Poppins…   I’ve been mulling over this idea of a “guilty pleasure movie” for a while now, as I dashed hither and thither.   The first one(s) that popped to mind were the spaghetti westerns of yore (mid-1960s vintage), most famously Sergio Leone’s “Dollar” movies featuring Clint Eastwood as the Man with No Name: For a Fistful of Dollars , in 1964, For a Few Dollars More , and The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly  (what a GREAT title that is!). The dusty, bleak landscape (not quite the U.S. Southwest, but a pretty good imitation), the music by Ennio Morricone, and the anti-hero twist were so different from the...

Guilty Pleasures: ROGER SMITH Feb08

Guilty Pleasures: ROGER SMITH

The Nutty Professor – Jerry Lewis (1963) I first got to see The Nutty Professor as a toddler in Johannesburg in the sixties. South Africa had no television back then (the rabid Calvinists who formulated Apartheid liked to keep a tight lid on what their flock were exposed to) and suburban Jo’burg had few cinemas, but there was a drive-in theater a few blocks from my house, and the Jerry Lewis comedies ran and ran and ran until, with their tramline scratches, tape splices and torn sprocket holes, they began to resemble something from the American underground. I have a clear memory of the buck-toothed Professor Kelp, with his Coke-bottle...

Guilty Pleasures: Kathryn Casey

I Probably Shouldn’t Tell You This, But…. By Kathryn Casey My guilty pleasure? That’s a hard one. You see, I have a few. I won’t put reading in this category, since it never makes me feel guilty. With that exempt from the list, here are a few: Truly good dark chocolates. This is especially appropriate with Valentine’s Day approaching, of course. (I’ll make sure my husband reads this post.) I shared the love of fine chocolate with my mother, who died from Alzheimer’s in 2006. We habitually bought each other small, ribbon-tied boxes of these delicacies off and on during the year, never needing a special occasion. I remained her dedicated...

Guilty Pleasures: Steve Hockensmith

You want a guilty pleasure? I’ll give you a guilty pleasure. I’ll give you a pleasure so guilty you could blackmail me with it. A pleasure so guilty it ought to get the electric chair. If you know me and have any respect for me, prepare yourself. Your image of me as a sane, moderately well adjusted man of reasonable intelligence is about to be shattered forever. The next time you see me, you’ll either burst out laughing or turn around and run. My friends…I like Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. It’s the one directed by William Shatner. It’s the one where Capt. Kirk supposedly meets God. It’s the one where Capt. Kirk throws a...