John A. Heldt

To many novelists, World War II is like catnip. With endless themes, storylines, and possibilities, it is a subject they can’t resist. I k...

The book has aged well. Even four decades after its initial release, it remains the definitive work on a defining American moment. That wa...

The question is as old as fiction itself. In a novel and other works of literature, which is more important? Writing or story? Depending o...

As book venues go, Coronado, California, is one that never gets old. Brimming with beaches, boats, shops, charming houses, funky trees, and...

The slogan, popular on motivational posters, tee shirts, and coffee mugs, has been at the forefront of my mind for weeks. "Three mont...

I rarely read books twice. There are simply too many new ones to waste time on old ones. I prefer discovery to rediscovery. On occasion, t...

As an indie author, I never tire of being recognized by those who have traveled the same road. So I was delighted to learn that London-based...

I don't play chess. I haven't in years. I haven't since the fifth grade, when I joined and briefly participated in a school ches...

In The Great Gatsby , F. Scott Fitzgerald depicted the Roaring Twenties in sharp contrasts. "The parties," he observed, "were...

The holidays are under way. No matter where you look, you can see the trappings of the season. Those of us who cannot see snow or Christmas ...