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Last July a tornado hit our neighborhood. One of the casualties? Our swing set. It’s all right. It was rusty and rocked a bit too much when our daughter got to swinging. The kids had outgrown it. So, we got a bigger one. A… Continue Reading “When You’re Weary, Feeling Small”
When I began writing Spy of Richmond, I had no idea I’d learn for myself what it meant to keep a gigantic secret from everyone I loved. My heroine’s secret, of course, was that she was a spy. My secret? My husband had cancer.… Continue Reading “My Two Secrets — a guest post by Jocelyn Green (and a give-away)”
Now, I’m well aware that Stephen King isn’t everyone’s favorite flavor. That’s fine. No biggie. I’m not here to discuss his merits as a Great American novelist. What I will argue is that the man knows how to write a novel. He can spin… Continue Reading “They Never Saw Stu Redman Again — or — 3 Things Storytellers Can Learn From Uncle Stevie”
I’ve always been fascinated by rock walls. They are big puzzles really. I love the different kinds of rock, the way they fit together, how the colors work together. My dream house would have a rock exterior. When I see a rock wall (like… Continue Reading “Just Another Brick (or rock) in the Wall”
This is me. I’m trying to balance on a log. This, my friends, is a dangerous endeavor. I am Mrs. Clumsy. When I was in the hospital, recovering from a c-section, I had a bracelet that said, “Fall Risk”. Yeah. Tell me about it.… Continue Reading “Mrs. Clumsy Needs to Balance”
Someone asked me once what my “reading guilty pleasure” was. I had to think about that. Did I feel guilty about any of the books I read? Well, not really. Do I ever feel guilty about spending my time reading? Nope. So, I reframed… Continue Reading “Building Tension”
Yesterday afternoon I had a conversation with my agent. We do this often to gauge where I am in my career, plan for the future, and talk about life in general (because she’s not only my agent, she’s my friend and I think she’s… Continue Reading “3 Reasons I NEED a Deadline”
I ran track my freshman and sophomore years in high school. Now, why would an asthmatic who abhors running join the track team? Two reasons. 1. My sister, Betsy, told me to. 2. Hello. It was a boy/girl sport. And, as evidenced by this… Continue Reading “Queen of the False Start”
Have you ever gotten a message/note/email that made you feel all kinds of honored? I did a few weeks ago. It was from Jerry Paul. He was the president of my college (Great Lakes Christian College) for the first few years I attended. His… Continue Reading “The Path to Productive Christian Living”
When my boys were small, they were given a made-of-plastic basketball hoop for their birthday. At the time, the lowest notch was the perfect height for them to toss a little ball into. It seemed impossible that they’d ever grow big enough for the… Continue Reading “Raising the Hoop”
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