Category Archives: Kate’s Posts

Kate Flora: Apologies for being so tardy today. We just got home at midnight after two long flights and I was too groggy earlier to put words together. My husband and I, recognizing that we aren’t getting any younger, decreed … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: One January, we rented a funky apartment on Russian Hill that belonged to a writer. Writer’s house meant writer’s books. One that I picked up and promptly got lost in was called  Writers Workshop in a Book. My … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: It’s been on the calendar, right? Blog for MCW on Monday. Also on the calendar are too many other things, including getting my car repaired from where I got rear ended during the holidays. So suddenly I looked at … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: My calendar says that it’s my turn to blog today and I wouldn’t want to let you or the calendar down. The trouble is that every year, I write everyone a holiday story and post on my blog at … Continue reading →

Hi, Kate Flora here. Sunday I was at Symphony Hall in Boston, listening to the Handel and Hayden Society’s version of the Messiah. It’s so stirring to be in the room when everyone rises for the famous Hallelujah chorus. It … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: Here’s a short Thanksgiving story you might enjoy: I had exactly thirty minutes to buy everything I needed to cook dinner for twenty, so naturally, navigating the store was like playing bumper cars. As I snatched items off the … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: When I was a book-loving little girl and imagined what the author’s life must be like, it was full of fabulous events with swooning readers and booksellers and libraries thrilled to be in an author’s presence. It was … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: I’m excited to have a story in this collection. Here’s the cover and an interview the editor did. Actually, she gave a list of about 30 questions, said answer five, and I, in a hurry, missed that and answered … Continue reading →

Kate Flora: It happened twenty-four years ago today, but Amy hasn’t been forgotten. Not by the family and friends who loved her and not by the police officers who investigated her disappearance. I got involved because then Portland, Maine police Lieutenant … Continue reading →