Joy, an illusive butterfly Doesn't Atticus look like he's begging me to go jump in the lake? This will be quick. It’s 5:30 pm on Thursday. I am camping near the shores of Lake Michigan and it is 97 degrees as I write this. Do you know where Lake Michigan is? Well, it’s not Texas … Continue reading the Traveling Writing Room
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Season of Love
This week my writing room was my living room. Christmas tree is up and mood lighting abounds. They’re here! The holidays. Are you stressed yet? I’m not a fan of Black Friday or Cyber Monday or any of those hyped, super savings, preordained shopping days. So, no anxiety there. My anxiety comes from something I … Continue reading Season of Love
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