Movies and Memories… What a strange moment to be alive: a time in history none of us could have envisioned. It’s really a time for self-reflection, being alone or isolated with family through this pandemic. There are only so many things one can do while inside for 23 out of every 24 hours – […] readmore...
Where We Find Books – or Where They Find Us Part Four… Oh Colombia, you captured my heart. A lot of people believe that Colombia is still the cartel-controlled, dangerous country of the 80s and 90s. It takes a long time for people to let go of the memories fueled by images and journalism, influenced […] readmore...
Where We Find Books – or Where They Find Us Part Three… I had the wonderful opportunity to visit the West Indies in the spring. I particularly loved the island country of St. Vincent, with its thirty-two islands and cays, known as the Grenadines. Some of the islands are inhabited, and others are a tangle […] readmore...
Where We Find Books – or Where They Find Us Part Two… Over my lifetime of travel, I’ve often tried to find a book written by an author of the country I’m exploring. Naturally they’re written in the language of the country, and I can’t read them, but I love looking at them in my […] readmore...
Where We Find Books – or Where They Find Us Part One… Last summer I had the amazing opportunity to explore four of East Africa’s countries: Kenya, Rwanda, Uganda and Tanzania. I was with one of my daughters, Brenna, and, as usual when travelling together, we coordinated our reading material for our adventure. Our goal […] readmore...
Catching the Travel Bug… I was never a big “joiner” in terms of clubs and groups, and that holds true today. I definitely have a spirit of community, and I love socializing with colleagues and friends, but signing up for something I MUST be in attendance for every Tuesday at 7 pm for the next […] readmore...
The Scope!… Next up with the third installment of “School Days Writing”: sounds like something old-timey from Laura Ingalls Wilder or Lucy Maude Montgomery. I give you my word I am not THAT old. After the thwarted novel attempt I discussed in my last “here I am as a hopeful adolescent writer” post, I daily […] readmore...
Testing the Future Waters… In my previous post, I shared the story of my first publication: “An African Adventure.” I was ten years old and the story was a few hundred words. By age thirteen, I was trying to broaden my writing horizons, and thought it was time to start my first novel. I found […] readmore...
The Elusive Fifteen Minutes… Fifth grade. I was very shy, and rarely spoke or answered questions. I still remember, with complete clarity, the day that changed. It was one of those grey prairie November afternoons, snow swirling outside the classroom windows. Mrs. Bean, my teacher, brought in a portable radio. She plugged it in and […] readmore...
For the Love of Libraries… I have a photo of my mother reading to my older brother and me. I don’t remember it – I was two in the photo – nor any other time of being read to at home. I’m sure, as my next three siblings came along, and my mother helped my […] readmore...
