If there’s an extra lilt to my writing this morning, it’s because my guest blog at Southern Writers Magazine is on this prestigious magazine’s blog page. What did I write about? Snagging the reader’s attention. As a reader, you have a vast sea of books from which to choose. When you pick up a book and […]
Oct 24, 2017
Those Autumn Leaves of Red and Gold
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Something special to look for tomorrow–my guest blog will be on Southern Writers Magazine, Suite T. I’ll be sure to let you know when it’s there. Exciting! Yesterday was a “just getting out and enjoying autumn” kind of day. The leaves on my maples aren’t too pretty yet, but the ones on the ground are […]
Oct 23, 2017
The Mystery Lies Somewhere Within
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Ah! So, it’s you, Mysterious Mystery Reader, checking in this morning. Good morning and may your day be as bright with blessings as colored leaves on the maple tree. I want to know something–an answer to a mystery. When you open the pages of a cozy mystery, any cozy mystery, what do you hope or […]
Oct 22, 2017
When Blessings Fall Like Raindrops
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Rain is dropping from dark morning skies and tucking away the fall flowers under a blanket of leaves. Blessings fall like raindrops. So many things for which to be thankful. Now, cooler weather will follow, the weatherman says. It’s interesting that each season is slow to let go, as if delaying saying good-bye for another […]
Oct 21, 2017
Plain Poetry from a Plain Country Woman
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by Blanche Day Manos Don’t tell me they are gone, for I can see them still The house, the spring, the burr oak tree, the barn beneath the hill. I smell the sausage sizzling, I hear the rooster crow, The sounds and scents of each new day that woke me long ago. I feel […]
Oct 20, 2017
The Amazing Mystery of Change
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Sometimes change happens suddenly. Sometimes, it’s gradual, but whichever it is, it is a mystery. When I went to bed last night, the maple tree in front of my window was basically green. This morning, orange leaves adorn the tree–not altogether but a good sight more than were there last night. More and more of […]
