
Spring? Winter? Who knows? It’s March
Spring is supposed to be the season when the weather turns milder—when the frigid temperatures

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’ve written before about my first date with my husband. Today, March 4, is the
A new novel raising Thomas Jefferson’s slave mistress to “Founding Mother” is now a Kindle
My husband was recently out of town for about ten days, leaving me home alone.
Here is a scene from Chapter 44 of my novel Now I’m Found, describing a
Those of you who have read my story “Competitive Yoga” in Chicken Soup for the

With everything else going on, I haven’t had as much time as I’d like to

Over the past many months, one thing I have not written about was my soon-to-be
Many of the forest fires raging in the West this summer are not far from
This past week, while I’ve been caring for my daughter with a broken leg, I’ve
There are disadvantages to being the oldest child. Although the theory is that oldest children
My paternal grandmother’s chocolate fudge and divinity were part of many of my childhood Christmases,
My next novel will include scenes with Winema Riddle, a Native American woman who lived
I wrote last week about using Albany, Oregon, as a setting in my current work-in-progress.

In my current work-in-progress I have two female characters who are pregnant, one for the
Thirty-five years ago, in the summer of 1979, my husband and I moved to Kansas

I do not have many African American characters in my books, but I do include
No, my dad isn’t Robert DeNiro, but we did have our own version of “Meet
This summer my husband and I visited two Clear Lakes – one in Iowa, and
If you want to know what it’s like to live with someone with Alzheimer’s Disease,