We all need a break, from time to time, and I have been badly in need of one. I took last week off and gave myself a staycation/writing hiatus. It was perfect, all except for last Monday.
We all need a break, from time to time, and I have been badly in need of one. I took last week off and gave myself a staycation/writing hiatus. It was perfect, all except for last Monday.
Do you enjoy reading books that are written, in part, through diary entries, or letters? If so, you’ll enjoy my upcoming novel, In a Grove of Maples. One of my main characters, Beryl Massart, keeps a diary. Each chapter opens with a diary entry of hers dated from the future, so readers gets a taste for what is ahead in the story and keeps them turning the pages.
I grew up on the farm I wrote about in my upcoming novel, In a Grove of Maples. From the 1890’s, during the decades I grew up in, and the current time a lot has changed but yet a few things remain the same
I thought I’d share some of the inspiration behind the story of In a Grove of Maples, my upcoming historical fiction novel. When I finished writing my By the Light of the Moon series, I knew I wanted to go a different direction for my next novel and make it a less intricately woven story and one inspired by family.
A Spring Poem: From the chirp of a robin to the bright green buds on the trees, spring emerges, at first hesitant, creeping forward, like a careful lover…
How does it begin, the act of writing? With discipline and inspiration. Sometimes I have both of those before I open my iPad and write a blog post, a chapter in a novel, a poem etc . . . Other times, it’s one or the other.
Today, I am a guest blogger on Vivian MacKade’s blog through my blog tour for Harvest Moon with the Coffeepot Book Club. Here is an excerpt from my post:
It’s been a while since I sat down and let a poem come to me, so last night I focused on what gaining contentment looks like to me. Here is the product of my effort…
I have always wanted to write a Christmas Novella, and this year I am determined to. In fact, I hope to write it over the next few weeks. I won’t publish it until next November, though. But I am excited about it and okay with setting my current writing project aside.
The morning light slants in an east window near my chair, highlighting a ruby-colored candy dish, making it gleam a bright pink. How different things appear in bright light. It makes me wonder how I’d look under such circumstances.