Caffeine, Anyone?

            There have been several mornings, and even more nights, that I wish I liked coffee. Then I could stand in line at a Starbucks before the break of dawn instead of lumbering through the airport like a semi-business-like zombie woman. But, in all honesty, I hate that stuff. Can’t stand coffee – vomited a […]

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Understanding Show, Don’t Tell

As we pursue our dreams of having a novel published and sitting on a bookshelf, most of us are trying to improve our craft and become better writers. I spend a fair amount of time pouring over books about the craft. When I wrote my first novel, I had never heard of show, don’t tell […]

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Oh, Scotland, How I Miss Thee..

Less than a month ago, I was lucky enough to visit Ireland, Scotland and England. I absolutely loved, loved, loved Scotland. If I wasn’t married to my wonderful, incognito redneck, I would’ve begged some poor, unfortunate Scottish soul to marry me just so I could’ve stayed. Instead, I tried to soak in every single second […]

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Ramblin’ Misfit

It seems like forever since I’ve been on here. The last few months have flown by for this girl. I was on the road most of February – hit 11 states for work in 10 days. Then I spent almost a week in Arkansas. Here’s a few snaps from the work trip(s). In-between all of the […]

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Home

I happen to live in a small town where we have one caution light in the county and alcohol is non-existent. Before moving here, I didn’t realize there was such a thing as a dry county where alcohol isn’t sold anywhere – it’s not sold in grocery stores, restaurants and not a single liquor store […]

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Live Your Best Life

I’ve been reminiscing quite a bit lately. My oldest son will be turning sixteen in two weeks, which seems impossible to me. Where does the time go? If I died tomorrow, I know the one thing I have not failed at is being the best mom to my boys. Having a child when you are […]

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Old Stories & Memories

I’ve been combing through old laptops, moving pictures and old stories to a USB drive. There were a few stories I had started, then stopped. When my grandmother died, a piece of me died as well. There was a part of me that was sad that I couldn’t share my stories with her, and when […]

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