October flew by like the geese flying south for the winter. It began with a retreat at my cousin’s lake house on the Oklahoma side of Lake Texoma. After a summer of one hundred degree plus days the taste of fall was welcome. Five author friends from Texas and Louisiana joined me. The week was…
In 1984 Bryan Adams sang a great song, Summer of ’69. I loved that song. Still do. It reminds me of my own summer of ’69. The year I graduated from high school. The Summer of ’23 has been full of good and bad. It began on May 2nd when my husband, Frank, had open…
Dianne’s Destiny was my first published book. I joined several fellow members of the OKLAHOMA ROMANCE WRITERS ASSOCIATION to write a series titled “Tales of the Scrimshaw Doll”. The series was published by The Wild Rose Press. Each author chose a rose color for their story. I chose the Yellow Rose meaning the story had…
The grandson proudly follows in his grandfather’s footsteps keeping a legacy alive.
When I was ten years old my dream of becoming a nurse settled into my heart. I spent my teen years working as a Candystriper and reading Cherry Ames books. On May 11, 1985 at the age of 34 I received a Bachelor of Science Degree in Nursing from Lamar University in Beaumont, Texas. My…
Travel with me to the Western USA. A three week road trip fulfilled some dreams. The journey found me on the back of a motorcycle for the first time in my life.
2022 I feel like I’m skidding in at the last bell with this post. I do wish you all the best blessings of this special season and holiday. Many of us consider the birth of Jesus Christ as the best gift of all, including me. I am a Christian and never fail to feel greatly…
Early on a chilly December morning in south Louisiana. I stopped at Wal-Mart before heading to town …
Good evening, I just wanted to send along an update about what’s going on in my writing world. Rebecca’s Journey is finished. It’s been through several back and forth with the first editor and now is in the capable hands of the second editor. I have my fingers crossed and prayers lifted for a publication…
This time of year takes me down many memory lane paths. I don’t remember many Thanksgiving dinners from my childhood but I’m sure they involved cornbread dressing, pumpkin, and pecan pie. It was usually just our family of four unless we traveled to Oklahoma to visit the grandparents. As an adult the tradition has become…
