Mallory’s heart pounded in her throat as she stood and turned in a slow circle, wondering which direction to go, trying to see through the gloom. It was hopeless; never had she seen the mist so thick and dark, but panic urged her into the night, searching for Maureen and that high, keening cry. The man, that […]
Oct 31, 2014
Frightful Fact or Fanciful Fiction
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When the wind whispers secrets to the trees and shadows slip around dark corners, when change is in the air and things are not what they seem, what better time to let your imagination soar into the realms of shivers and shadows? I have a mystery for you this morning. From which of the Darcy and Flora books […]
May 20, 2014
The Happy Medium
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No, I’m not talking about a gleeful seer, but striking the right balance between using good rules of writing (grammatical guidelines) and presenting a well-thought out and interesting story. A writer, unless she has some patient and understanding editors and first readers, must write with a lot of things on her mind. Should I put […]
Jan 13, 2014
A Trail to Follow
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This morning’s darkness is no match for the car’s headlights going down the street. My neighbor’s solar lights, as well as my own, push back the night to define boundaries of sidewalk and garden. Well-marked paths, these; you can’t miss them. I suppose many things must be taken into account when planners are mapping out […]
Jan 5, 2014
Polar What?
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It isn’t often that we in Northwest Arkansas get a visitor from the North Pole, well, except. of course,for Santa Claus. So far as I know, it is arriving uninvited and it is not a quiet type but makes itself known in a big way. The meteorologists are calling it a Polar Vortex. It is […]
Jan 4, 2014
Hope
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Aren’t you glad for hope? When problems plague us, we can always hope that they will be resolved. When we aren’t feeling well, we hope that soon we will feel better. When finances get tight, we hope that our ship will come in and, in fact, we see the sails rising just above the horizon. […]
