Dennis and I are silent as we drive along until . . . SQUIRREL! Me: “Stop the car! Now!” SQUEEEEAL! Him: “What? What’s wrong?” Me: “Cloud mountains. Must. Take. Picture.” Later at Hartwick Pines, I snap pictures of every sign and every display. A little research for my WIP. I linger in the bunkhouse and […]
Endless Energy-Boundless Strength
I’m not saying my husband is cheap Even though he wears a special “uniform” for summer yard work. He cuts off the sleeves of his white dress shirts and completes the ensemble with faded, tattered, and holey jean cutoffs, with strings hanging to his knees–and has no problem wearing the outfit to town. Sometimes I […]
Do They Sweat in Duke City? / Fiction as Research by Stephen Bly
Today I welcome a guest poster, Stephen Bly. Steve has authored over 100 books and hundreds of articles. His book, The Long Trail Home, won the 2002 Christy Award for excellence in Christian fiction in the category western novel. Three other books, Picture Rock, The Outlaw’s Twin Sister, and Last of the Texas Camp were […]
Blog Birthday Reflections
I’ve blogged now for a whole year. Translation: I’ve kept up with one thing for a whole year. Yep. July 12. This blog’s birthday. I planned to repost some earlier writings this week to celebrate. But nah. Maybe I’ll tweet some links to some of my favorites or top hits. Maybe. Maybe not. I wrote […]
Running
Mike was a police officer. Joanne was a nurse. They birthed children, fostered children, adopted children. Special needs. Mike and Joanne played soccer in college. Their kids played practically from the time they could walk. Mike and Joanne coached. They lived life on the run. Church activity to church activity. Doctor to doctor. Game to […]
Squirrel Thoughts – 3 (and The Right to Write)
I’ve begun to work my way through The Right to Write by Julia Cameron. ” . . . most of us try to write too carefully. We try to do it ‘right.’ We try to sound smart. We try, period. Writing goes much better when we don’t work at it so much. When we give […]
I Have These Scars
I have this scar. It’s fully four inches long and runs from the center of my palm up the inside of my wrist, skimming the vein. Pooh, a part Siamese from years past, sat on the kitchen counter, focused on something invisible in the sink. So focused that when I picked him up, he went […]
Word Gardener
I tried to hand pull some weeds today. And then I hacked with the hoe. But it was so hot. And there were so many. I couldn’t find the mounds around which I had dutifully poked some cantaloupe seeds. Back in the height of my May planting fever. I accidentally yanked out a sugar pea […]
15 Lessons From My Garden
First harvest 1. Weeds multiply. Fast. 2. A pruned plant is a healthy plant. 3. Overgrowth hides new fruit and drags it down. 4. It’s hard to support an overgrown plant without breaking it. 5. Mosquitoes thrive in overgrowth. 6. There’s a snake in my garden. 7. Don’t plant seeds called “flower mix.” 8. Only […]
Playing With Poetry
I’ve been playing with poetry and have dared to post some poems over on my other blog. I think it’s helping me to be more creative in fewer words. Here are a couple of my recent attempts. Friday Night Baseball Another Friday night wrapped in soft cool leather arms that hold me as I scream […]



