I Have a Full-Time Job Did you notice that something is missing from this picture? Take a good look. Have you figured it out? I'm missing...

I posted this on Instagram earlier today. Scary stuff. Allowing ourselves to be transparent, that is. Especially when the fires and...

There was an old lady name Lollie Who liked to write by golly One day she got stuck In a writer's rut Her writing was no more than folly....

Oh yes, this blanket passes the Aunty Sara test. On a softness scale of one to ten, it's a twenty. Aunty Sara would give it two thumbs...

Not that dog...that's our dog, Shelby. This dog...me. Shelby and I are getting up there in years...she's twelve and I'll be seventy years...

For the past thirty years, this desk has sat in the same spot at Hofer's Auto Repair, Inc. Today it sits in the southwest corner of our...

I'm not a naturally gifted writer. When I write a blog or devotion or fiction story, the process involves a lot of rough drafts. I don't...

I love my words. I caress them and kiss them and adore how witty they appear on paper. I labor over each syllable with my blood, sweat...

10/14/20 I've been hanging out at Hope* Writers for about a month now. I like what Kimberly Coyle said yesterday during the Tuesday...

I belong to a couple online writers' groups. One of the things we're challenged to do is journal three pages per day. Yikes. Three whole...

I've been told I should write at least three pages of words a day. Three pages? Of what? I don't know...stuff. I have a lot of stuff I...

Dangerous...thinking out loud that is. Even so, I'm going to give myself permission to not think too deeply, not to edit too perfectly,...