Kittling: Books

  It's a glorious spring day here in Phoenix. My fairyduster, yellow bells, and bougainvillea are going ballistic, and I'm loving th...

  First Lines: He really believed it was a madcap game. A joke. A dare, played out between old friends. Why would anyone imagine otherwise ?...

In between visits to Denis at the hospital and rehab, Karen and I did manage to get out and about. We did some shopping as well as visiting ...

  Things have been rather sedate here at Casa Kittling, which is nice for a change. Denis did have a couple of medical appointments, and his...

  First Line: My mother's migraines hold me prisoner for much of my childhood . Recently, I have immersed myself in the history of India...

  As my grandfather would say, I've been busier than a one-armed paperhanger with the hives. After spending over six weeks in hospital a...

  First Line: Gul was dreaming of Mahnaz when her phone rang . A call in the middle of the night from the Sindh police makes Dr. Gul Delani ...

  First Line: New Hampshire, 1950. The woman steps back from her workbench, surveying the completed boxy wooden structure . When head curato...