01 Aug Whispers
I’ve been hearing it these past few years. That whisper of regret. Of failure. Of dissatisfaction. When I was a starry-eyed teenager, after I’d started writing a historical novel set in 1860,...
I’ve been hearing it these past few years. That whisper of regret. Of failure. Of dissatisfaction. When I was a starry-eyed teenager, after I’d started writing a historical novel set in 1860,...
Over the weekend, I was blessed to contribute to the lovely website That's What She. I encourage you to click over and read my article at this link. I've also reposted...
Why yes, I AM still alive. Thanks for asking. I’ve been in a burrow of sorts, writing a book proposal, writing query letters, and making sure my manuscript is as...
Nearly a year ago I posted on Facebook that I was sending a proposal to an agent. The following week, I received what felt like a curt rejection and promptly...
“I had a dream you were pregnant again.” A slow smile spread over my lips at my sister’s words. Her expression change from nonchalance to surprise. “You are!?” It was so early, I...
Why haven’t I written a blog post for two whole months? In case you were worried, nothing is wrong at all. Life is beautiful and I’m blessed in so many...
In June, we took the road trip of a lifetime from Ventura, California to our home near Scranton, Pennsylvania. To read about the beginning of our journey, see this post....
I remember the moment clearly. I was leaving Wegman’s—the best grocery store in America. I had seen at least three people I knew while I was shopping. It hit me...
I like things neat and clean. This is no surprise to anyone who knows me in real life. The About page on my website describes me as a “recovering perfectionist,”...