Finally Back in the Author/Writer/Pimp Saddle
There’s this thing about being a writer.
It requires privacy, solitude, time—for me.
There’s this thing about being a writer.
It requires privacy, solitude, time—for me.
Of course, I am still on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and sometimes, Snapchat.
This year I had a lot of running around and writing to do and I realized the blog was never a priority.
Yesterday, I drove to see the eclipse in a place that I thought would serve me best.
From a section of my short story called LUNATION
( The nine phases of the moon)
The New Moon—back to the beginning
Everyone is talking about the full eclipse.
When Idgie told me she was headed to the beach with a bag of books, I slipped my new baby in when she wasn’t looking.
The Dahlonega Literary Festival is always fun. This year,
Hey there! Happy Spring. Sorry about that hour I stole. I’ll give it back in the fall.
Linda went out in the world. Oh, and there’s something special coming FEB 27!
There are buttons in my car that I have no idea why they are there or what they do.