Author Archives: francespark

He didn’t live a long life and but he led a meaningful one, and my father’s effect on me has quietly imploded in the thirty-two years after his death.  His memory has fueled, if not haunted my fiction.  Not every … Continue reading →

Less than a week before our memoir’s release, I’m writing my first blog feeling very much the way I did on the eve of Chocolate Chocolate’s opening day way back in 1984: with high hopes.  Maybe I’m not the dreamy-eyed … Continue reading →