Raising my girls is the scariest, most wonderful thing I've ever done. Publishing Symphony of Dreams is probably second on the list. I must admit it's neck and neck with being part of a live improv show which I did last Saturday. However, in an improv show, you work with others in the crew and the show is over within--say--two hours. In publishing, you're out there solo. And … [Read more...] about Smiling in the face of fear
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On this day, I write
Robert Dugoni opened the Surrey conference I just attended. "On this day, I write," was the ending phrase of his speech. If you'd like to hear it, please click here. It is inspirational. Thanks to Robert Dugoni, I began the conference reminded of why I write. Thanks to Robert McCammon, and Robynn Sheahan, and Russell Turney, I left the conference reminded of why I … [Read more...] about On this day, I write
For the good of us all
I was in the mall the other day looking for back to school clothes for an eight-year-old. I'm surprised they haven't added a make-up counter in the girl's section. Do they make spike heels for children? The dresses I've posted can be found right now in back to school sections in malls across the country. Girl's sizes 7-16. Last week, I was listening to the Today show and … [Read more...] about For the good of us all
The last night of summer
The door squeaked opened. Footsteps approached. "Someone else is in here," I thought, scrambling up from the cool tile, clunking my head against the bottom of the stall wall. Mama would have been mortified had she seen my pale face resting against that bathroom floor. But where else could I calm my stomach? I wasn’t sure how long I’d been there, but my clothes had already … [Read more...] about The last night of summer
What makes a bully?
For Audio I used to live near this woman named Melanie. Melanie's girls were 3, 5, 8, and 10. For a while, every time my niece, Nicole, came to my house, she'd play with the 8 year old. Well, one morning, Nicole went over, hoping for some fun. She was back a minute later. She stared down at her pink Converse high tops. "The girls can't play today." Less than an hour had … [Read more...] about What makes a bully?
