When I was younger, I was reluctant to share my writing. It was so . . . personal. When I was in my twenties, my husband, kids, and I moved west. My parents lived in the east. So Mama and I didn't get much of a chance to hang out. When my parents visited, Mama and I stayed up late. We both understood the way households work. If we wanted to talk--really talk--we had to do it … [Read more...] about Stronger
Novelist, Playwright, Doodle-ist
