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
I had a boss once who always knew what percent of the year had already
My parents never paid money for good grades, but they did pay books. At the
I’ve written before about my dentophobia. Unfortunately, I’ve had more dental problems recently. My upper
As the news reports have shown pictures of the devastation wrought by Hurricanes Harvey and
I’ve mentioned spending summers with my grandparents in Pacific Grove, California. It seemed like I
As 2014 draws to a close, I want to thank all my readers for their
I have immersed myself in the nineteenth century over the last few weeks, editing my
As a desert-born girl, I hate the rain. I don’t like it dripping on me.
Ever since this blog’s inception, I have posted that I was writing a historical novel
Many of the scenes in my current work-in-progress take place in a Methodist parsonage in
I’ve written before about my first experience skiing. I hated it, though I later learned
One morning last week as I wrote in my journal, I grumbled about the Midwestern
Note to readers: Today I’m sharing a guest post by Beth Lyon Barnett, which she
I’ve been stuck a few times while writing my historical novels. My characters got into
Because of our move, July was a lost cause on editing my current work in
I wrote two years ago about going to see Santa Claus at Lloyd Center in
If you’re looking for a small Mother’s Day present, try my book “Family Recipe: Sweet
I’ve had a really hard time making progress on the first draft of my current