• A little drop of rain…

    Writing about writing and about wanting to write is the lull I find myself right now. Finished with one story, packed away politely and ready to travel, I’m left with, well, the leftovers.…

  • Finishing…

    The End. Good lord that has an amazing ring to it. Especially when I’ve been writing a book for several months and have continually written myself into corners time and time again. All the…

  • Remix…

    I’ve returned back home. My adventures over the past few weeks to California to visit my folks and some old friends, to Italy to see my sister…it’s tightened a belt on the distance…

  • Digging in the dirt

    I mowed the lawn yesterday. It was a glorious sunny day in my corner of the world and it would seem that spring has finally sprung and all that jazz. Bringing with it…

  • Ticklish

    I’ve said it before, and it’s been said my many others in some very wonderful ways, but writing is a lonely pursuit. It isn’t often writers open their doors to others and invite…

  • Fall ing

    It has been a quiet week in my little corner of the world. Fall has finally won the battle over summer. Finally cool crisp mornings greet me and tuck me in the past…

  • Mic drop…

    My body is tingling, I don’t know how much more excitement it can handle at this old age. But I shouldn’t call myself old, cuz isn’t 40 the new 28 ½? I did…

  • Why I Write…

    I would like to say I’ve been telling stories all my life. That somehow I knew writing was my calling. I think I loved the story first. I appreciated the glory of my…

  • Southern Lights…

    My life is bookmarked by the country. You see, I grew up in small Georgia town and now I find myself living in Idaho. (Look, when you tell people you live in Idaho,…