When I was six years old, my family moved from a two story, cedar-sided home with an intercom system and attached garage into a 500 square foot slave quarters set on a 365 acre, Civil War-era farm. The arrangement was supposed to be temporary, only until our new house was built, but my nine-year-old brother… Read More
Let’s all go snorkeling in KAUAI!
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of attending a social media session in Nashville hosted by River Jordan, author of The Gin Girl, The Messenger of Magnolia Street, Saints in Limbo, and her forthcoming novel, The Miracle of Mercy Land. Also at the event was JT Ellison, the bestselling author of the critically acclaimed Taylor Jackson… Read More
I know–try not to be jealous.
Today marks one week since I murdered my first novel. It was not a senseless act of violence, but neither was it premeditated. I just knew–and, if I am to be honest, my readers did as well–that it had to be done. As always with something birthed through a haze of blood, sweat, and tears,… Read More
“Happiness is a conscious choice, not an automatic response.” (A shot of my brother, Joshua, and me in Pennsylvania–probably around 1988.)
This past weekend I ran in a 5K — or survived a 5K might be the better phrasing — and learned more about the dynamics of the writing world than I could have in a week’s worth of conferences (mighty convenient, I must say, since it’s cheaper). I started off the race like I’d been… Read More
This quote’s for you out there hunkered against the cold with your blue hands nestled under your armpits: “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.” -Anne Bradstreet This picture’s really just for me and my honeybunchkins–so… Read More
Yes, sadly, this is I before me — and my pediatrician — discovered Acidophilus milk. And please, although you may want to, do NOT set this as your desktop background. All copyrights remain with me and my childhood modeling agency. (That is sarcasm.)