My current work-in-progress is another historical novel set along the Oregon Trail, this one in
Spring is supposed to be the season when the weather turns milder—when the frigid temperatures
Last week I wrote about marching forth, and today I’m writing about springing forward. Daylight
Making a living was important to pioneers on the frontier, just as it has been
We moved into our brand new house on a block of other brand new houses
When my daughter was in preschool, she was afraid of many things. Santa Claus, Disney
The emigrants to Oregon found many scenic wonders along the way. One of those wonders
Through Sunday, November 22, my total word count is 77,400 words. The NaNoWriMo pace for
Through our forty-plus years in Kansas City, my husband and I have taken several vacations
As I announced in my newsletter on November 19, Safe Thus Far is now available
I’ve recently read two articles that made me think about the importance of telling our
I’m always curious about the reasons other historical fiction writers are drawn to the genre.
Forsythia have always signaled spring to me. Yellow is not my favorite color, but the
I’ve written before about my first experience skiing. I hated it, though I later learned
I’ve blogged about some boring topics related to my research for my Oregon Trail and
The fictional family in my work-in-progress lives in a large house in Portland, Oregon. They
On Father’s Day, of course, I think of my father. And in the summertime, I
A year ago I published Lead Me Home, and I immediately turned to editing its
My daughter came home for her birthday last week, and it was a delight to
Despite the awfulness of 2020, I got a lot accomplished. I wrote most of a
As I browsed through my digital photographs looking for something to write about, I came