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
Ten years ago, in the summer of 2007, my daughter and I went to Copenhagen
My writing goal for the summer was to finish an edit of my second Oregon
Last month I wrote about reopenings. Those have continued apace, and my life is slowly
I remember many details about February 12, 1982, thirty-six years ago today. It was my
I don’t typically write back-to-back posts about “national days” and similar occasions, although it is
As I work on my current novel, I am mired again in the vagaries of
I’ve written other posts this year about jewelry I received from my maternal grandmother—earrings she
I’m writing another book about the emigrants to Oregon in 1847 who traveled in the
A couple of months ago, I thumbed through the recipe box my mother gave me
To my surprise, this is my 400th post, which seems worthy of mention. I last
When I visited my father in August, I decided to make a peach cobbler and
When my son was about three, he went through a Batman phase that lasted several
The third haunting book I’ve read in recent months is Unbroken, by Laura Hillenbrand. Unbroken
I wrote a couple of months ago about how the Manhattan Project preserved the natural
I mentioned in a recent post that I’m a part of Read Local Kansas City.
One of the joys of writing is getting feedback from readers. Of course, the feedback
Now that my husband and I are functional in our new apartment (though not entirely
Last Saturday evening, four of us went to the Whiskey Warehouse in Alma, Missouri, to