If You Dream It … One year ago tomorrow, my first book, Saffron Cross, was released. Publishing changed my life, but not in the way I imagined it would. Like most humans living in an industrialized, ego and productivity-driven society, I believed that traditional publishing …
Confession: I’m breaking the golden rule of blogging and social media writing, because this post is really about me. But, for all its apparent selfishness, this is a “physician heal thyself” message. I’m addressing my current creative struggles publicly because I’m guessing that you or …
And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they’ll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow’s sky And I will …
Sunday Best My mother arrived during the World War II era, the youngest of five children born to a rural family of industrious farmers, entrepreneurs, and homemakers. She comes from a long line of women who counseled their daughters: “You mustn’t let your slip …
Moved to Tears Last week, Fred read the draft of the first chapter of my second book. He was ten minutes in when I scooted over to his desk, which is adjacent to mine in the tiny second bedroom we call our office. I expected …
Two weeks ago this Thursday, I felt completely sorry for myself and for my writing. This self-depreciating, pitiful behavior surfaced after I began ruminating over my 2011 creative writing submissions. Of the several major submissions I had sent to magazines and editors (which, in truth, …