An Author's Notebook

It has been a strange couple of weeks. The news from Paris seems to have depressed everyone's spirits. Tragic stories of husbands who ha...

I crossed a country road other day and stumbled into a field brimming with white poppies. It was unexpected and joyful. Just rows and rows o...

Review:  The Innocents  by Francesca Segal As a mother, I slightly dread the teenage years. All that recklessness and rebellion to contend...