Aug 26, 2019Wind Fury, Writing FuryIt’s August. The land thirsts. Leaves of the willow, yellowing. No air moving. But at five in the evening the wind marches our way. Not...
Aug 19, 2019Yes, Thank You!I love the mysterious, little stones that strangers and children leave on benches, mailboxes, porches. Words like Love, Believe, Courage,...
Aug 12, 2019Second EditionI’ve waited a long time, longer than most authors, searching for options on what to do with a book that’s sold-out, the publisher...
Aug 5, 2019Boys Becoming MenI sense that something big is going on, but my husband only says, “I want to let Alex and Zach do some driving today.” (They obtained...
