Could You Live In The Past?

My father was especially fond of painting scenes from the past. The unveiling of a new painting in our home was always magical, but it was the naming of the piece that I enjoyed most. We gathered for the task in the living room, where Dad sat in his recliner like a...

A Sneaky Peek

I’m happy to participate in another Sneak Peek Sunday, where writers share six paragraphs of their work. My snippet is from SCATTERED SEEDS, an as-yet-unsubmitted novel set in Colonial Pennsylvania at the outset of the French and Indian War. In this scene, my...

Saying Goodbye

I have always had a hard time ending relationships, even destructive ones. If I met you in kindergarten, chances are you are still my friend. I’ve returned to the same job—and the same boss—four times. Heck, I even have lunch on occasion with my ex. It should be no...

A Writer’s Affair

I think I might be cheating on my husband. With dead people. We’ve been in something of a rough patch lately, not because we lack affection for each other, but because one of us—whom I shall call ME—has been grumpy. See, I’m a writer. A dang good writer. My queries...

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