How the Light Gets In Deemed “Fresh Pick”!
Hey there, friends! It's Saturday morning here, so I'm popping in a moment before we head to a birthday party with a Slip 'N Slide (don't you just love summer?!). I have two good tidbits of news to share! This week, Fresh Fiction
Stargazing
Sitting up at night with my infant child, my feet rocking the glider on their own, plots begin to stir and thicken as characters bob to the surface in the sleepy cauldron of my mind. Tomorrow, I think, swaddling my
The Christmas Cactus
At the end of June, one of the two 6 x 8 window panes in my husband’s and my apartment imploded from the torrential power of straight-line winds. Glass, acting like pieces of shrapnel, gouged the wood in our kitchen
Some Experiences Are Better In Hind Sight
Once my husband and I married, I decided to join him on his annual hunting trip to Wisconsin. I piled the floorboard at my feet with my laptop and books and we made the thirteen-hour drive. As we drew closer
Finding My Way Through The Wall
Sure, I get to sit here in my stocking feet with a mug of tea beside my computer and look outside where a sparrow is trying to head butt his way through our Hardyboard siding, but sometimes -- despite these
There’s Still Time For You…
When I was fifteen, twenty-five seemed so far away I wrote out a to-do list I hoped to accomplish within the span of a decade. I tried to be easy on myself, since I hate having goals that I fail
Chasing My Father’s Dreams
When I was three, my family moved from Lancaster, Pennsylvania to Nashville, Tennessee, so my parents could be missionaries and so my father could find a home for the country gospel he’d jot down on scrap lumber with his carpenter’s
The Truth Behind My Fiction (Or, Why I Should’ve Been a Podiatrist)
My novel is off to readers. I’m telling you, that is one terrifying sentence to type. It's right up there with, “I’m now going to experience Chinese water torture, then have a gasless tooth extraction.” It’s the immense vulnerability that