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Daddy Trails

I’m from a tiny Missouri burg, and I still just LOVE IT.  Sure, I had some harrowing experiences growing up, but I also met Jesus, learned lessons that would guide me through life’s struggles, and cemented life-long friends who are more like siblings.

So, I’m happy as a kitty in catnip to be going “home” for my first official book signing.

On March 14, smack in the middle of St. Patrick’s Week (I tend to celebrate week-long holidays) from 1 pm to 3 pm, I will be at the Missouri Made Shop and Comfort Cafe in Cole Camp, Missouri along with new colleague and author Randy Linss. We will be signing our respective books and greeting old friends and new.

Daddy Trails begins with growing up adventures in Cole Camp. Oblique and straightforward lessons I learned from stink bait to spoonbills–froglegs to friends.

So, come on down to this lovely historic town. If you misplace the address, no worries. It’s right on Main Street…you can’t miss it.

I just love it when new books arrive!!

Authors are a fragile group. Part of them holds to the knowledge that their writing is an expression of that inner heart and knows it must come out into the light regardless whether anyone else likes it, or even reads it. The other part anguishes while it waits and wonders how the story will be […]

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Black it is. Stately. A noble frame for those majestic mountains. Isn’t it beautiful??? A HUGE thank you to my husband, Gary, who has worked countless hours to make it perfect. And, to Shonna, my daughter-in-law who shared her remarkable talent for painting. When I look at it I am transported to the beautiful valley […]

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I can hardly believe it’s almost time to launch Daddy Trails.  One year ago Nov 1 I started writing it on NaNoWriMo and now it’s being published…I am beyond belief. For years I just couldn’t find the time to write. After all, I had responsibilities! I had a real job. I had a family. I […]

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Daddy Trails Three wishes, three fathers, and a DNA fairy-tale ending. I had a solitary childhood given to fanciful imaginings, enterprising explorations, ancillary unintentional mistreatment, and three secret wishes. The third of those wishes was to have my very own father. We would share a name, unequivocal love, and be a family. My step-dad raised […]

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