Writing a novel is complicated. I definitely underestimated how complicated it would be when I first […]
Spring is in the air. Flowers nod in the wind. Rain drips off our railing. Our […]
Why couldn’t I have been hang gliding or fencing or ice skating?
I still remember the first time I came across one of Corbett’s articles in Writer’s Digest.
It’s midsummer. A time for trips to the beach, or the mountains, or anywhere. Were we […]
Not only have I finished my book coach's homework, but I've seen my story in a new way.
turquoise metal chair with sun pattern
a piece I wrote before I wrote "the end" on my first finished draft