It Isn’t Personal

  My husband is a long-suffering saint when it comes to my writing career. He gave me a classy office in his clinic where I get to write between tasks at the day job. And, he keeps hoping the writing will do something besides cost him money. He remains generous,...

Some Things Still Surprise Me

  Camels in our cornfield. I can go weeks at a time without thinking about the fact that our small town has an exotic animal park right next to the cornfield. Then, one day, I’ll stop to get the mail, and I’m completely overcome by the pure elegance...

Welcome to Our Circle

Deprecated: Function create_function() is deprecated in /www/wp-content/plugins/wp-spamshield/wp-spamshield.php on line 2033   Don’t you love to find an actual letter in your mail box? One addressed to you by name, in beautiful script, with a real stamp peeling away on one corner. Not something with advertising splashed across the envelope and a pre-sorted, bulk-mail, postage...

Somebody Has to Make Breakfast

  It is Book Release Week at our house. In my make-believe-world, that means I float about town in gracious author-mode doing only book-related things all day. In reality, I still have to do the laundry. I sat down with my long-suffering husband a few days ago...