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
My maternal grandfather’s mother, Ada Jane Lewis Hooker, died when my grandfather was still a
Many readers have picked up on the theme behind the titles of my historical novel
My mother’s death brought to mind many memories for all her family members. My son
J.G. Burdette, who blogs at Map of Time: A Trip into the Past, tagged me
In my critique group, I’m known as the Point-of-View Nazi. I try to catch when
I thought about only including historical fiction in my “haunting books” this year, but a
On a spur-of-the-moment Fourth of July visit, my son appointed himself my assignments editor for
Halloween has never been one of my favorite holidays. As a kid, I suppose I
In addition to putting the finishing touches on Forever Mine this month, I have also
I’ve written before about the journal I have kept for the past twenty years. About
Here in the Midwest, we are experiencing serious flooding this spring. St. Joseph, Missouri, one
I’ve written before about the idyllic summers I spent as a teenager on Coeur d’Alene
Soon I will get to meet my new granddaughter. I have anticipated this moment for
My latest novel, My Hope Secured, featured scenes of two family Christmases. One Christmas celebration
My husband is of the belief that I like gadgets. Some gadgets I do like.
Here we are—another year begins. I start 2025 with both hope and trepidation. Hope, because
Twenty years ago today, March 16, 2002, I opened up a lined blank journal and