Blogs and Books
What a wonderful week of thanksgiving. I think I’ll just take it with me for at least the rest of the year!! Many people listed many, many things they were grateful for this week, but my daughter reminded me that we need to be thankful for the things that are not quite right in our […]
I received comments from readers that it was not an option when they tried to buy “Daddy Trails” on their Kindle. What? Of course, you can buy books from Amazon on your Kindle. That’s the point! After several complaints, my in-house research-and-tech expert (hubby, Gary) investigated. As it turns out it’s GOOGLE’S fault. They initially […]
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 […]
I must be dreaming…Amazon just notified me “Daddy Trails” eBook is LIVE!!! OK, I’ll admit, it brought tears to my eyes. However, true to electronic snafus that are so common in my life, when I tried to find it, the only results I got were books with bare-chested men. Haha. Not exactly the target audience […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
I have often asked myself what would make a mother kill her baby. What thought process could lead a mother to this horrendous act of destruction, this staggering performance of perfidy? To begin with, she would have to be entrapped in darkness so black, so encompassing, so seemingly inescapable that no light can penetrate it. […]
I’ve been called that a time or two! It’s never said in a complimentary way. Even as a child I caught the subtle nuances of derision. Except I didn’t quite know why that tone was being used on me. My harsh environment prompted more and ever more the perfect response, the perfect action, the perfect little girl. […]
Potato scoring method: When I was a little girl I LOVED MASHED POTATOES. Mom made them all rich and lumpy with lots of cream and butter. Sometimes the potatoes came from Grandma Lizzy’s cellar. It smelled musty and hosted its resident black snake, but that didn’t diminish the cellar’s importance. The lumpiness of the potatoes—made […]