El Cid: A literary hero’s literary hero

El Cid: A literary hero’s literary hero

Everybody has heard of Don Quixote. The image of the fictional tilter-at-windmills is everywhere in Mexico, which has long adopted Spanish literature and legends as its own. But when I went looking for the literary hero for my fictional Mexican hero in THE HIDDEN...
The Great Madonna Mistake

The Great Madonna Mistake

It took me five years to realize the mistake. The Madonna mistake. In THE HIDDEN LIGHT OF MEXICO CITY, Luz de Maria is a maid in Mexico City who returns home to the small town of Soledad de Doblado after losing her job. There she sees a news report that leads her to...
Inspiration for a Thriller

Inspiration for a Thriller

One of the most often-asked questions for a mystery and thriller author is “Where does your inspiration come from?” Funny you should ask . . . Fateful dinner party We were invited to a dinner party at the home of another expatriate family in Mexico City....
Matching Books with Museums in Mexico City

Matching Books with Museums in Mexico City

There you are, strolling through amazing exhibits and you know something’s missing. Like the backstory. Wish you’d known more before going? But there wasn’t time. Besides,  researching before going to a museum sounds too much like work. So prep with a...
The Sacristy of Santa Clara

The Sacristy of Santa Clara

The Hidden Light of Mexico City contains a number of references from my own experiences in Mexico City.  I’ve already written about the social class struggle of simply standing in a line but also wanted to share a sadder, more compelling event that helped shape...

Why Read a Book About Mexico Now

Reading about Mexico now is a mix of highs and lows. Fiction can’t substitute for facts but it can lead us to become interested enough in an issue to find out what is really going on.  That is the impact I hope The Hidden Light of Mexico City can have. The press...

A Tale About Mexico

Our house was at the start of the school bus route going home. My children had a 10 minute ride. Her name was Marit and her children rode the same school bus as my children. We met at the end of the school day when her chauffer-driven car parked in front of the house...

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