Instead of a hot August night at the Greek Theater in Los Angeles, my husband Terry and best friend Glenn joined 7000...

Instead of a hot August night at the Greek Theater in Los Angeles, my husband Terry and best friend Glenn joined 7000...
First of all, the word “toes” is a funny one. It rhymes with nose and does. It’s a plural referring to ten digits at...
Late last year, I shared a short story here called "Toad." Set in the high desert of Southern California, it was the...
I've been participating in a lively discussion on a public blog on critique or writer groups for the past couple of...
I must brag on myself and congratulate the new 2010 officers for the Valley Writers in Roanoke. Last night was our...
At last, this attack of writer's block has ended in a burst of near-normal productivity. It started with a small essay...
With all due apologies for modifying this famous phrase, I ask, what do the three critters in the title in common with...
I love works that respect the oral story-telling tradition. They are few and far between. So when my friend Becky...
It's been nearly three weeks since my last post. Sounds like the start of an AA confession, doesn't it? In a way, it...
I was multitasking this morning -- reading my favorite blogs and listening to the Today show with half an ear.The...
On Tuesday, Nov. 17th, I went to a writers workshop led by Sharyn McCrumb and Adam Edwards. Everyone knows Sharyn. New...
I have always wanted to use the oldest and tritest line to open a story. And I got my chance to do so in last week's...