As seasons change, I think about one of my favorite children’s books, Four Puppies, a little Golden Book. I have a copy that belonged to Matt. I took it to school and read it to my kindergarteners after Matt outgrew it and I also read it to Sara and Nathan when they were small. I love that book! […]
Feb 19, 2015
Not What It Seems
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I woke up this morning expecting to see another clear day dawning, as yesterday was. Instead, the sky is pewter gray, snow still covers rooftops and lawns and, actually, the weather looks as if more snow is on the way. If a very red sunrise is any indication, the day will be wintry. Does anyone […]
Feb 7, 2015
Exciting Interview!
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Some of my fondest memories are sitting at my parents’ kitchen table, drinking coffee and talking with them. Something about being in their presence, of a simple conversation, cheered me like nothing else. They were my re-fueling station. I wish I could remember each word that we said so I could re-play it in my mind, rather […]
Jan 6, 2015
I Declare; This Isn’t Just Fiddle Faddle
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Being brought up in Oklahoma, I’ve heard most of these Southern sayin’s all my life. I don’t think they’re odd. I thought everybody talked this way. They make perfect sense to me; don’t they to you? One thing I’ve learned through life is not to take things for granted–success in any field, particularly in writing. […]
Dec 29, 2014
A Grisly Find in the Old Graveyard
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For those of you who haven’t yet read The Cemetery Club, here is part of the first chapter that began the whole Darcy and Flora, mother and daughter sleuth series. When I awoke to sunshine, blue skies, and the fragrance of freshly perked coffee that morning, I had no inkling that a few hours later […]
Dec 23, 2014
Do Squirrels Have Christmas Trees?
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Yesterday, as I looked out of my window on the world, I saw a really interesting sight. A small squirrel, probably one of this year’s crop and rather inexperienced, pulled a stick across the yard. This wasn’t just any stick, it was a big stick. It was at least twice as long as the squirrel and fully an […]
