All items: Frances Hodgson Burnett

His diary of being a Jewish teenager in Vienna in 1938; a writer doesn't have to be famous to make you think, and feel, and remember their work. I read George Clare's book only once, but I've never been able to forget it.
Revisiting a beautiful spot on the Greek mainland after an absence of many years, Elanor Dymott reflects on why she was drawn to write about it — and wonders whether her memories of the place were as accurate as she’d thought.