About a month ago I sent out a plea, Friends I Need Your Help. I was so overwhelmed by your responses. I would be remiss not share a little about my subsequent experience. Well…I survived my first ACFW Writer’s Conference. Even thrived? Maybe… 😉
Photo from: https://www.buzzfeed.com/briangalindo/15-wonderful-quotes-about-life-from-childrens-books I can remember the first time I highlighted three pages of manuscript, and then held a shaky finger over the delete button.
A storm is brewing outside my window. Everything is draped in murky gray. The energy and anticipation in the wind makes the tree limbs waltz just before the clouds open. On Rain After the Drought Singing drops pound out their rhythm upon every thirsty surface
Since Ellie was the inspiration for Tuesday’s post, I was interested to know what my oldest son would say when I asked him what I should write about. It was a far cry from what I’d expected.
First of all, I want to say thank you to everyone who stops in to read every week. A special thanks to those who share my posts! A writer writes whether anyone reads or not, but it sure makes it a lot more fun when people do. Next, I wanted to give you all a … More Friends, I Need Your Help
On mornings like these, I find myself longing to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head to hide ostrich-style from clanging noise called HATE. So many days I can ignore it like radio static in the background. But other days, like today, it roars making sure I know its power.
I’ve been working on a fiction piece for….for a long time. Maybe longer than I care to admit.
As I’ve mentioned before, God speaks to my strange little heart in strange ways. I am so thankful that though I seek to learn, grow, and speak His language, he is more fluent in the dialect of my heart than I am, and meets my seeking heart wherever I’m at. Once upon a time, several … More Catching Fire: More Than A Story to Me
Not your average product review…. I love having clean floors. The entire house can be in cluttered disarray, but if the floors are clean I feel okay about life. With three small kids and a golden retriever, I’m fairly certain I could make keeping my floors clean a full-time occupation. When my husband asked me … More The Day a Robot Came to Play
Something a little different from my normal blog post. Let me know what you think! … More The First Stone
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land And … More Hope is the thing with feathers…