“Creativity is a tribal experience.” Julia Cameron You want to write. You do write. You spend hours writing . . . but you don’t seem to move forward. You don’t know if what you write is good. One moment you think you are brilliant, and in the next, untalented. And then there this whole business side to…
Have you noticed how many romances deal with siblings of the same sex? And how, when the siblings are all sisters things can be . . . complicated? Or perhaps it is just me. I come from a family where all the children were female. My sisters and I treated our father very well and were close…
This is a proud mama post combined with some there-are-no-coincidences post. My son Andrew is an artist whose work celebrates nature. He creates pieces that honor mountains, skies, capstone, insects and animals, plus pieces celebrating various states. He even throws in a flower every once in awhile. www.naturaltribute.com Now for the story: During the pandemic, Andrew ended…
Most of us are keenly aware of when we feel powerless. It is usually when life upsets us, when we feel we have lost control, when we start to be overwhelmed or even defeated. But most of us, especially myself, ignore what is in our power—where I can act on my behalf for what I want. Ironic, isn’t it? I have a keen…
Austin has a new wine bar—Vintage Books and Wine www.vintagebooksandwine.com It couldn’t be more perfect for me (and you, too, I think). They have wine, a great atmosphere, wine, a good selection of romances, and wine. All books on the shelves are trade paperbacks or hardcovers so my mass market sized books weren’t available. However, they had an…
I first met Kathy at a Kansas book group. I’d been invited to speak and, boom! Just like that, a friendship started. Every time I am in Kansas, Kathy comes to see me. We laugh, we catch up, and she takes a picture of us holding previous year pictures. It is our inside joke and then we laugh about…
I heard growling from my living room today. Tess, who NEVER growls, was focused on the top of the Christmas tree. Apparently, after several days of my newly acquired sequined and beaded stuffed owl being perched there, Tess noticed it. The offending critter. At first, she acted as if one of the wild birds I feed in…
Here is a hard lesson I had to learn: there are tougher things to being an author than getting the book published. I believed that once I had published my first book, all would be known to me. I could trust I had arrived. I had met the hardest, and biggest, hurdle and my course…
Monday and I promised myself I would do a blog post—but it is raining. We’ve so desperately needed the rain in Texas. Plus, it has been a very hard weekend. Lots to mull over and just when everything seems bleak, here is rain. So, I’m taking this as a good sign and leaving you with a pic of Tess…
I spend hours for days on end thinking about why people fall in love. And not just any love but the kind of love that lasts a lifetime—and here is one thing I know is true: Love without acceptance is an empty emotion. Granted, showing acceptance to everyone I love can be a bit of…