'Twas the Night Before Deadlinewith apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all...
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#Election2020
If you're like me, you've had it up to here with all the election noise clogging the ether. Vote for my guy. Your guy...
Pods, Pods, Pods
I've been thinking a lot about pods lately. All kinds of pods. Pea pods, to be sure, since the harvest is in and...
California Deamin’
About this time of the year, I long for sand between my toes. Winter is winding down, and I need sun and sand. I use...
Query Letter Mistakes
If you think you're ready to query editors or agents, please read this advice. And follow it. It's spot on.
When Good Is Good Enough
Writers are never satisfied with what we write. We strain to find the le mot juste, the perfect right word for the...
I’d Walk A Thousand Miles
Twelve years ago today, February 15, my mother, variously called Doc or Mini-Mommy, died. I still miss her every...
Labels and Definitions
I'm not big on labels and categories. I'm not big on having to describe myself as anything other than who I am....
Soul Mate
A soul mate can't break your heart. They can break your soul. © Sarah Doughty Source: Soul Mate
The Loss of Two Artists
On January 11, 2016 I woke to two announcements in our local newspaper. One was the loss of David Bowie. I confess to...
Let Me Be Your Voice
Not everyone feels like speaking up. Not everyone can speak up. Those of us who can should speak up for those who...
Stone of Hope, 2011
Originally published on Roses of Prose blog. I have refrained from posting political messages here, so I hope you...
