Monthly Archives: September 2018
Jurassic Park
Posted on September 29, 2018 1 Comment
Sometimes, it is really hard to pick a favorite book. I don’t mean that I have a shortage of books that I absolutely love. If anything, I have too many. (A fact that did not stop me from buying ten more just a few days ago.) No, I have plenty of books that I love […]
For the Writer Who Just . . . Can’t
Posted on September 25, 2018 4 Comments
Let’s be real for a minute. Can we do that? I’m going to try, anyway. I’ll let you know if it works out for me. We’re all writers, right? We know how hard it can be to actually write. We know how it feels to sit down and stare at a blank screen for two […]
A Wrinkle In Time
Posted on September 22, 2018 4 Comments
I love fall. Seriously. It’s my favorite season. The cozy sweaters, the hot drinks, early mornings with frost on the ground, pumpkins, candles, and, of course, Halloween. Does it get any better than that? The days are shorter, the summer allergies are gone, and everyone is either buying or being annoyed about pumpkin spice lattes. […]
In Which Belinda Meets Her Neighbors
Posted on September 18, 2018 Leave a Comment
I’ve told you about Belinda Munkindot, have I not? I’ve told you about her sweet button nose and her dreadful vanity and her most appalling foolishness. I must have, because, to tell you the truth, she would be absolutely livid if she thought that I had forgotten to tell of all her adventures. She does […]
“Author! Author!” An Interview with A.R. Geiger
Posted on September 17, 2018 Leave a Comment
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Bleak House
Posted on September 15, 2018 Leave a Comment
I have a To-Be-Read pile. That means that I have a long list of all the books I am supposed to read. In theory, they are organized in order according to when I bought them. The older books are read first and the books I impulse buy at various thrift stores, Barnes and Noble outlets, […]
Forget-Me-Not
Posted on September 11, 2018 2 Comments
The kitchen smells of honeysuckle when I come in from the barns. The windows are open, a breeze that’s fresh from the hayfield tugging at the curtains. I leave the eggs on the counter and climb the stairs to her room, keeping to the wall where the boards won’t creak and wake her. She’s sleeping […]
For The Writer Who Is Thinking of Giving Up
Posted on September 5, 2018 Leave a Comment
I do not have a story this week. Nor, in fact, did I have one last week. Sometimes that’s the way life is. Things get messy, life gets messy, and creativity goes out the window. As writers, I think we’ve all experienced this a time or two in our lives. It’s very hard to be […]
