Almost December, I wonder what it will bring with it, however much I try not to. I think about the things we think we always wanted, the ones we got, and the ones that got away, in the middle of the day, in the glaring light of dawn, in the fading twilight, in the moonlight… Continue reading In The Lingering of November
I've worked hard the last couple of years to get some books published, I'm thinking of them as there were "the first five," and now there is "the magnificent seven." I also have stories in three print anthologies, and I'm going to get those linked up with cover pictures, as well as having been published… Continue reading One November, I Published Two Books
The year is 1762. Maybelline Raven is waiting patiently along the banks of the Mississippi River for the return of her husband so they may venture north, with their children. When the people of the village begin to perish after Maybelline is attacked, it is feared that a wolf is in their midst. As Maybelline… Continue reading Maybelline Raven and The Wolf.
During the fall months of 2008 and into 2009, reality slipped away from me. Amid the avalanche of dissipating solidity descending into complete confusion and chaos of thought, I threw more than twenty years of writing, of work, into a cauldron of flames. Most of it without ever looking at what it was that I… Continue reading Gold Mine, These Are the Words I Managed to Save
Okay, okay, okay, all right, alright... We had a nice Thanksgiving this year. My son had plans, as your kids often will once they become adults, so it was just me and my husband. I made a twelve and a half pound bird with the notion in mind that I wouldn't have to cook again… Continue reading Don’t Have a Cow. I’m Sure Everything is Fine.