Author Archives: maggierobinsonwriter

To Soothe a Savage Breast

I haven’t been here long enough to take a blogcation, so this is a brand-new, sparkling post. But I have been reflecting on past writing, trying to remember when I first started “for real.” I wish I’d kept some kind … Continue reading

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Scaredy Cats and Dead Dogs

Not long ago, I was reading a “feel good” British rom-com/chick-lit novel that was filled with charm, sunshine, and sea breezes. And then the dog died. Hit by a car in front of the hero and heroine while they were … Continue reading

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Better Homes & Gardens

“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.” – Marcus Tullius Cicero Clay tablets. Papyrus scrolls. The earliest libraries of ancient civilizations were governmental, dedicated to business inventories, state record keeping, and also housed some … Continue reading

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Diving into the Shallow End

The interesting thing about growing older is eventually you realize there’s a lot of stuff you just don’t know. (We won’t mention all the things you’ve forgotten.) One of my greatest regrets? I never took any history classes in college. … Continue reading

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The Author’s Companion

I think most people would agree that writing is a solitary endeavor. I personally need a quiet room, no music, no distractions. The coffee shop and laptop situation is not for me; I’d be too busy people-watching to be productive, … Continue reading

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The Easter Tree

If I am absolutely honest, this past year in captivity has not bothered me as much as it might have. Even before Covid, my kids were worried that I was turning into a hermit. Oh, I took a bath every … Continue reading

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It Does Not Compute

Once upon a time, I got so mad at my husband I couldn’t sleep. (Don’t worry. We celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary last month.) I went upstairs where the family computer was, and started pounding out a tale involving an … Continue reading

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The Body Count

After seven years as a published historical romance author, I started writing the Lady Adelaide cozy mystery series in 2017. All of a sudden, killing seemed so much easier than kissing. Perhaps it was the political climate, or I just … Continue reading

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I said in my last post I’m a very visual person. There’s nothing like being and seeing for oneself. I’ve been lucky to travel for historical research. When one writes about the United Kingdom in the Regency, Victorian, Edwardian, and … Continue reading

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The Arsenal

A year ago last November I had cataract surgery for both eyes. I stopped driving a couple of months before that—I couldn’t read street signs. Really, I couldn’t read books and magazines even with my progressive lenses, and watching television … Continue reading

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