Welcome!

The second most exciting thing in life for me has always been learning something new. The first? Getting to share what I’ve learned with others. My life has given me so many opportunities to do both—as a professor (retired), as a historical novelist, and as a cruise lecturer.

My goal as a historical novelist is to provide you, the reader, with high-quality fiction about women and the forgotten and undervalued roles they played in their societies. Whether it’s the real-life physicist Emilie du Chatelet, the literary heroine Penelope, or women who have sprung entirely from my imagination, I offer you stories true to the facts of a time and place, to bring history alive for you and make you feel as much a part of other cultures as you do your own.

As a world-wide lecturer for several cruise lines, I use my career as a college professor of humanities to find the stories that make travel more exciting and memorable.

If you have either met me recently or been in my life since I was a teenager (or younger), you may know me by my birth name, Laurel Weeks.  I have been using this name in my private life for several years.

Please check back from time to time for updates on my new projects and schedule, and drop me a line at laurelcoronabooks@gmail.com to let me know you’re out there reading and traveling!

From my diary

  • Novel Number Six: The Intuitive
    Almost fifteen years after I first put my fingers to the keys, and after a hiatus of well over a decade from writing altogether, a story near to my heart will finally go out into the world next spring. It’s longer than fifteen years, probably twenty or more, since I first came across the story that would underpin my sixth novel The Intuitive. It came from the late social scientist Stephen Jay Gould’s book The Mismeasure of Man, about the racist and sexist misuse of science in the early twentieth century to promote the idea that white men of financial means…
  • We Do Not Care
    One of the funniest viral sensations right now is Melani Sanders on Facebook and Instagram.  It all began when she went out of the house frazzled in body and spirit. After going grocery shopping, she looked at herself in the rear view mirror and was astounded that she looked so unkempt and had gone out of the house without even checking her appearance. Then, in a moment of insight, she realized she didn’t care.  She got on her phone right in her car and began recording the first installment of what she calls the We Do Not Care Club. It’s…
  • Places I’ve Been, Part II
    This morning I started a post that I intended to be this one, but then it veered off in another direction. That happens a lot, and one of the most fun things about doing a blog is discovering what I actually want to write about. But now that one is posted, and I can get back to what caused me to sit down at my desk this morning. As I said, I’ve been to a lot of places over the years, but the other day–and I don’t know why it occurred to me to do this–I came up with a…