I’ve written literally dozens of short stories over the years. It used to confuse and sadden me, because I mistakenly thought they were all just sad, unfinished beginnings to novels, but it turns out they’re far from it! As I went through and started to look at them with fresh
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The sound of the ocean creeps in through the crack in the door. There’s something perfect and calming that feeds my soul whenever I am near the ocean. It is always the same for me. Its waves hit the shore and my heart slows. It relaxes. It lets go. And
What if… Freedom meant truth. Truth meant contentment. Contentment allowed sleep. Sleep meant rest. Rest meant communion. Communion meant intimacy. Intimacy meant peace. Peace meant balance. Balance meant growth. Growth meant life. Life meant light. Light meant everything… What if…? – Lynda Meyers, 2011 This is is a
I keep thinking back over my years of blogging, trying to recapture some of the vigor with which I used to send my words out into the digital stratosphere. Back in 2006, when I first started blogging, I never combed the internet looking for relevant tidbits to comment on or
I think it was Flannery O’Connor who said: “I write because I don’t know what I think until I read what I say.” I feel a lot the same way. I’ve journaled ever since I can remember, and whenever the world gets confusing or I don’t know how I’m feeling,
This journal entry never made it into the finished manuscript for Letters From The Ledge: “There he is again – right on schedule. It must be a ritual or something. I don’t think he can see me, even with the glow of my light-up pen on the page. It’s strange
This little slice of heaven was born last week. I’m not sure what I thought it would be like before it happened, but I sure have a few thoughts to share after the fact. Let me explain. I mean, on the one hand, being a grandma doesn’t actually feel a whole
I’m sharing the draft of this new 5 book paranormal / fantasy series with readers as I go. So far three parts are published. It’s free to read on any device on Wattpad. I have other stories posted there too, including the free serialization of award-winning Letters From The Ledge, which drops a new chapter every Friday!
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Interested in reading a little new writing? I’ve got a brand new 5 book fantasy series in the works called Tales of the Deep, and I’m posting it in serial installments on Wattpad – check it out and let me know what you think! Here’s the link, and the description
I’ve decided to post Letters From The Ledge on Wattpad for free – one new chapter every Friday so if you haven’t read it yet but have been wanting to, check it out! The first four chapters are already up! Wattpad is a site where readers and read and writers
I have to admit. I laughed at this one. Out loud. And then I cried a little. On the inside. And then I smiled when I realized life is kinda like that. Anne Lamott talks about writing shitty first drafts in her book “Bird By Bird”. It’s one of the
It was bound to happen – a human can’t possibly move that many times in that many years and have that many major events and job changes and life transitions without, at some point, collapsing under the weight of it all. So, I’m not sure I should be surprised at