Tagline Can she regain his trust, or is she destined to lose her one true love? Blurb Dianne Jacobson returns to the small home town she left fifteen years earlier without telling anyone—not even her lover or best friend. She built a successful career and became a social must-have on the party lists because…
Sam unlocked the door and held the screen to prevent the tell-tale squeakfrom waking his wife. He dropped into the paint-chipped porch glider to pull on hisboots before going for a walk. Any other day the chill in the air, the sounds ofbirds, and the sweet scent of honeysuckle and roses would have energized him.The…
When I was 11 years old my mother dressed my brother and me up to go to town for the annualparade complete with the appearance of Santa, shopping, and cheeseburgers with fountain cokesat City Café. I wore a red and green plaid taffeta dress with a red bow on the left hip. Plus,several itchy petticoats….
In the blink of an eye or a single heartbeat fifty years can fall away and bring memories back to life. We, the Lovington class of 1969, met in our hometown for a reunion. The first event was a meet and greet hosted by Becky Salsman Roell. Some faces were immediately recognized, but many had to be identified…
It is my pleasure and honor to feature Kathy l. Wheeler aka Kae Elle Wheeler on my blog. I first met Kathy when I moved to Oklahoma from Louisiana. I missed having a local writer’s group and joined the Oklahoma Romance Writer’s Association (OKRWA) despite the distance. We writers understand the need to be around like-minded people. My first…
It’s been much too long since I’ve posted on my blog or the newsletter, but I’m going to play catch-up today. No excuses, just life getting in the way. I organized a small writer’s retreat at my cousin’s lake house in May. It was a wonderfully relaxing and productive time. The six of us did…
September was a busy, busy, busy month. The highlight was a five day Immersion with Margie Lawson. We met at the top of her mountain in Colorado. Donna, Julie, Mary, Peggy, Vanessa, and I showed up with laptops and binders expecting to work, how much work Donna and Vanessa knew because they had attended Immersion before. The rest…
Every year when the summer heat beats down without relent in Oklahoma I look forward to school-supply shopping with my granddaughters. They love it. I really love it. Not just for them, but because I have an “addiction” to office supplies, pens, pencils, paper, notebooks, binders, planners, dividers, and reinforcements. I volunteer at my granddaughter’s…
Father’s Day is the day we all celebrate and remember our fathers. Our dads, our daddies. For me it is always a sad day. I try to get through it for my husband and sons, but my thoughts are on my Daddy.I hope that each of you has fond memories of your father. I hope…
A Short Story–Deceptive Beginnings included in this post. Wandering and Wondering with Words May newsletter and a tribute to mother’s. For me, March is always the month I can’t stop thinking of my mother and her love. She died in March, 1997 at the age of 65 and I miss her everyday. I think of…
