Pamela Gibson

I love history. I majored in it in college. When I graduated I became a newspaper reporter. There were no job listings for “historians.” Writing about current events seemed like the next best thing. One of my professors had urged me to write local history. He knew I was a sixth generation Californian and said … Read more

Finally, we were on vacation. The Romance Writers of America annual convention in San Diego was over (that was work because I dutifully attended as many craft sessions as I could squeeze in). We’d visited good friends for two days. And we were on our way to my son’s house to spend ten days dog-sitting … Read more

A new bookstore opened in Los Angeles recently. It’s gutsy to open an independent bookstore anywhere these days, but this one is particularly noteworthy. It’s called The Ripped Bodice and it sells only romance novels. The women who opened the store are Bea and Leah Koch, sisters who grew up in Chicago. Bea went to … Read more

Driving the stretch of Pacific Coast Highway between San Clemente and San Diego last week brought back a lot of memories. It was a warm, breezy day. People were out enjoying the beaches and parks connected by old towns, which—despite growth—have been able to retain their charm. Snatches of Surfin’ Safari made famous by the … Read more

I’m a wino, not to be confused with whino, which also fits from time to time. I’m not a wine sipper, meaning I don’t often choose wine as a cocktail, but I love wine with food. Does it enhance food? I’d have to be a chemist to know which properties in wine interact with foods … Read more