I’ve written before about emigrants crossing the Missouri River at Kanesville, Iowa (now Council Bluffs).
This past week, I finished the first draft of my current work-in-progress. I began this
One of the presents I gave my three-year-old granddaughter for her sister’s birthday earlier this
My mother died on July 4 last year, so I am completing a year of
I wrote last month about Ayers Natural Bridge, and its fame as a day trip
I’ve reached an exciting point in writing my current work-in-progress—I’m about to send the manuscript
Like A Murder in Time, The Bookseller haunted me because of how the novel deals
In August 1985, thirty-five years ago this month, I returned to work after my second
I mentioned in my last monthly newsletter that my husband and I have decided to build
I read the newspaper differently now because I write historical fiction. Articles that I once would
All writers have times when their writing moves slowly, and I am in one of
I wrote last summer about my son’s first overnight camp experience, at the YMCA’s Camp
Last Friday, March 24, I was a guest on Wayne Turmel’s blog. He introduced his
I’ve mentioned before that I was one of several valedictorians of my high-school class. The
For those of you not familiar with WordPress, you probably don’t understand the title of
In an earlier post, I mentioned my maternal grandmother’s thimble. Her initials – WS, for
I wrote in my last post about one of my book clubs, the one I
Now that we are well into June, most schools across the nation are out, and
Here’s a link to my January 1, 2018, newsletter. I send this out monthly with
One summer day about 38 years ago today, I thought my career would come to
I mentioned in an earlier post that my next novel will deal with the development