Spheres of Light and Darkness

A friend posted in Facebook how she needed an uplift. I had been feeling gloomy for a few days, but when I read her cry for encouragement, I drew this from my own need: We are sisters within spheres of light and darkness. My my light shines when yours is dim and your...

Reentering the Atmosphere of the Draft

Before heading down for my writing residency at Weymouth, I spent the last week reading through the 23,000-plus words I’d already written in my WIP to re-familiarize myself with the storyline and to reenter the atmosphere of the draft. I was pleased with the...
I’m Back to Novel Creation

I’m Back to Novel Creation

It’s November. National Novel Writing Month, affectionately known as Nanowrimo. I’ve taken the Nanowrimo challenge this year to finish my long-neglected novel, Whispering Nights. And what a better way to get into the daily writing habit than a week-long...
Crushing the Glass Ceiling

Crushing the Glass Ceiling

Artists were exalted ones in my little world. Singers, dancers, actors, writers—anyone on a platform or stage. In my little world we were the lowliest. Daddy was an auto mechanic who raced motorcycles for the thrill of it. He’d once been a sword swallower at a circus,...