It was a dark and stormy night . . . or maybe if it had been then my feelings could have been excused. I felt dark and stormy. The reality was a clear sky with a crystal blue color that would make your heart sing. The wind blew and was cold, but it was far…
You are unique in all the world. I share this idea all the time. The idea drives what I do, how I see the world and my hope for tomorrow. I know from this one phrase that I can learn from others, but only I can direct my steps. I can be coached by those…
I am unique; therefore, my process for writing is unique. I have learned to be okay with that, but it is not always easy. National Novel Writing Month started on the first of November. This is my forth year to participate, although I have only won once (it is a consistency thing . . ….
Growing up, I sang with a pretend microphone along with the radio. I dreamed of being on stage and singing to a crowd. The first time I tried out for a play, the director told me that my “knees were too pretty to be an orphan” (you can’t make up stuff like that). It was…