• In a Nutshell

    Critiques crush, yet . . . I persist. Rejections rain, yet . . . I persist. Naysayers speak, yet . . . I persist. Self-doubt hovers, yet . . . I persist. I shield this self-doubt with my mantra. As an aspiring children’s writer, I’d like to proclaim my mantra written by a famous somebody… Continue Reading

  • Serenity

    This morning in the vegetable garden, under a canopy of brilliant blue, surrounded by a chorus of jenny wrens, bluebirds, and song sparrows, I planted miracles. As I dropped the tiny, almost imperceptible, seeds into the soil, I was confident they would eventually transform, by some mysterious miracle, into crunchy lettuce. Many of you think I… Continue Reading

  • The Happy Hypocrite

    April 26, 2015 Nine months ago, I stared at the impossible. . . It is recommended you begin building a following using social media prior to being published. WHAT??  Not that. I could never do that. I have no desire to write anything for anybody taller than my armpit. Besides, I’m shy, I argued. How much… Continue Reading

  • Chills

    February 9, 2015 Creating for children has always been my passion. It’s something I did in the wee hours of the night while others were snoring- something I did at the end of a long day after my important duties were done. Always, I have craved that time. Many years have passed, and I have achieved… Continue Reading

  • Dreamy-eyed

    October 25, 2014 If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours….Henry David Thoreau Do you see the fence… or the dream? I am a dreamer, but today I ran into the fence and… Continue Reading

  • Yesteryear

    October 13, 2014 Yesterday, I walked to the Hayden Creek bridge where childhood memories live. As I leisurely walked, the familiar path, I remembered the carefree days of running, at high speed with no effort, down this same path surrounded by a procession of my sisters and brothers. Mom would bring up the rear carrying… Continue Reading

  • Dreamcatcher.

    September 8, 2014 This morning, as darkness retreated and light beamed up from the approaching sun, a dim star twinkled on the horizon reminding me of my dream- visible, yet so far away. Shortly thereafter, the rising sun easily doused the twinkle like an eight year old with a candle snuffer. But I knew it’s… Continue Reading