G.G. Vandagriff, Author
29
Jun
After writing the book review of The Last Waltz, (see last post) Margaret decided to interview me. The short interview follows: Jun 29, 2009, Interview with The Last Waltz author G.G.Vandagriff http://www.historicalnovels.info/historical-novels-blog.html It’s a pleasure to have historical novelist G.G. Vandagriff visiting the blog today. G.G. is the author of The Last Waltz, about a [...]
25
Jun
http://www.historicalnovels.info/Last-Waltz.html The Last Waltz by G.G. Vandagriff Reviewed by Margaret Donsbach At nineteen, Amalia, the fictional Viennese heroine of The Last Waltz, feels an almost instinctive dread of war. In 1913, with most Austrians blissfully unaware of World War I looming on the horizon, her fiancé, a gifted German violinist, has been studying music in [...]
24
Jun
I hereby challenge myself to finish the end of Rachel’s edit, as well as finishing Crazy Ladies up to the time they go to Florence.
This is an article that I wrote for Meridian this week. It received such a good response from it, I thought I would share it on my blog. Many years ago, when I was working on one of the drafts of The Last Waltz, and also suffering from bi-polar disorder, I had an experience that [...]
14
Jun
On this Sabbath Day, I feel totally overwhelmed by my blessings. Ever since my recovery three years ago, the Lord has opened the windows of heaven. I feel like Job after his trials. My greatest blessing, of course, is the atonement of Jesus Christ. Through it, I have been enabled to manage my bi-polar disorder, [...]
9
Jun
Today I finished my next to the last draft (one more for typos) of The Only Bright Thing, the most difficult and challenging thing I have ever written. It is full of powerful emotions and situations. It is NOT light fiction. I think it will appeal greatly to those who loved the complexity of The [...]
5
Jun
I remember when we lived in Missouri and the closest temple was seven hours away. We would leave the children with a baby-sitter and drive down on Friday, do a session that night and then spend all day Saturday in the temple, leaving late for the drive home. I would cry when I had to [...]
