LIFE HAPPENS - Ramblings and musings from a writer

October 29, 2018 We visited James on October 29th to deliver the last load. A freezer, kitchen cabinets, a microwave cart, a lamp and end...

What a difference a day makes. I've been posting random pictures of the updates on James' little home that was flooded. It was...

Since my last post, I have been overwhelmed by the generosity of friends, family, neighbors, the people of Van Wyck Presbyterian Church, m...

I don't know where to begin. I'm exhausted from our 9 hour round trip today, so I think I'll tell most of this story with photo...

My heart is so full right now as I write this update from my post from yesterday. You know, we watch world news and political rants until ...

His name is James. He lives in a little shack in the  isolated community of Crusoe  Island deep in the Green Swamp of coastal Columbus Coun...

I love living in the South where blackberries and muscadines grow wild. I have fond memories (and some not so fond) of going blackberry pi...

I sometimes take the challenge when I'm given a poetry or short story prompt from one of my favorite writing magazines, The Writer'...

I don't normally review books in my blog posts, but every now and then, a book will come along whose characters are so richly-developed...

Have you ever had one of those "being in the right place at the right time" moments? I experienced one of those today when I met ...

Agatha, owner of Park Place’s newest Bed and Breakfast is enjoying a refreshing glass of sweet tea and a plate of cookies with one of her g...

When I’m in the beginning stages of writing a book, I work really hard to get inside the heads and into the homes of my characters. When I...

Sitting out on the beach always inspires me to write, which is why in my beach bag of necessities, I always carry a pen and notebook. If I...

I'll admit to it. I'm grieving for a country I've always been proud to be a part of. Being patriotic is part of who I am. It wa...

This blog has run the gambit. It has had many identities over the years, but for good reason. My interests have changed, therefore my writi...