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Plantsing Along

Novel-writers tend to fall into one of two camps.Some writers have a germ of an idea and simply sit down and start writing. They allow the characters to reveal themselves and the story to unfold. Because they write by the seat of their pants, so to speak, they are...

The Path is Visible

I feel more than a bit pretentious as I draft this end-of-the-year post. I mean, seriously! I blogged so sparingly these past 12 months that I’m not sure such a post is warranted.Truth be told, though, my life has been a bit like the proverbial duck this past...

Depleted

I am one of those people who processes issues by either writing or talking about them. As I journal or recount, sometimes ad nauseum (apologies to my kids, closest friends, and sister), an issue I’m grappling with, I find clarity.That was the case this...

My People

Until a few months ago, I didn’t know a single person who was living the lifestyle I dream of. When I mentioned to family or friends what I was hoping to do, they were supportive, but none of them had ever done anything more than camp for short periods of...

Changing My Ways

I have a close relative who hates having a birthday. She always has. Even when she turned 30 — over 30 years ago — she greeted her special day not with smiles and happy anticipation of the year to come but with a crankily snarled “Don’t even...

Inspire (fmf)

I’m very excited to again this week join a talented group of women who connect each Friday in an online, unedited flash mob free write based on a one-word prompt from our fearless leader Kate Motaung. My timer is set for 5 minutes; let’s see where the word...