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The Tyranny of Time
When I was little, my grandmother often told me that time picks up speed as you get older. She was right. But while I've become more aware of the passage of time and how quickly it flies by, the increasing speed doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would. I got...
Appalachian Thursday–Rain on a Tin Roof
“Oh, the sweet sound of rain on a tin roof.” John smiled. “Your mother and I hid out in a barn in a storm like this once. That’s when I kissed her the first time. Can’t help but think that sound is the purtiest I ever heard.” - John Phillips, Miracle in a Dry Season...
Labor Day at SouthernBelleView
I'm celebrating Labor Day over at SouthernBelleView with a discussion of whether or not something is work if you ENJOY doing it. Come chime in!
Appalachian Thursday–In-Between Weather
I spent last weekend back home in WV visiting my family. It's that lovely, in-between time of year when summer is clearly fading and fall has yet to arrive. The hay field had been cut, so the deer tended to hang back near the edges and they weren't the least bit...
The Novella Collection Trend
My mom was annoyed when Appalachian Serenade, the novella prequel to Miracle in a Dry Season, released via e-book ONLY. Like any good grandma, she wanted to hold that baby in her hands. And as of next summer, she'll be able to do that thanks to a novella collection...
Appalachian Thursday–Signs of Autumn
By some miracle, the nights have turned off cool enough to sleep with the windows open. Even though it's still AUGUST. This pleases me deeply. And it gets me to thinking about how fall is right around the corner. As I get out and take Thistle for walks, or write with...
Dratted Details!
I'm over on SouthernBelleView today talking about those nit-picky details that can so easily trip writers up. Like blond and blonde--do you know which to use when??
Appalachian Thursday–Apples
Our neighbor has five apple trees. Two of them offer up perfectly crisp green apples excellent for eating on a fresh, dewy morning. Three are red varieties that make lovely applesauce, crisps, pies, and cobblers. And I'm welcome to pick all I can carry. An...
