Is Water in Your Writing?

We all end in the ocean We all start in the streams We’re all carried along By the river of dreams In the middle of the night ~Billy Joel, River of Dreams~ In classical Greek thought and other ancient world philosophies, it was believed that the simplest parts that made up the world were the […]

Your “Just Right” Isn’t Everyone’s

And the baby bear’s bed was just right. This past weekend, Bob and I went shopping for a new mattress. I felt like Goldilocks, moving from mattress to mattress, looking for the one that felt just right. This bed was too hard, that one was too soft, this was one was …almost. There were probably […]

Enchanted by a Story?

Storybook endings, fairy tales coming true Deep down inside we want to believe they still do… Carrie Underwood, Ever, Ever After Whenever I attend a writing conference, especially one of the size (2000 attendees) and caliber of the Romance Writers of America (RWA) annual conference, I treasure and am enchanted by the personal stories I […]

Ode to a Detroit Van

After nine years, our reliable Chrysler Town and Country van is giving up the ghost. Although the engine is still solid, the body is rusting and other maladies afflict it. We are so ready for a new car. Still, I’ll be sad to see the van go. That van was the third of three vans […]

Are You Ready for a New Story?

Doesn’t starting a New Year feel like opening a new book? The pages are crisp and have that new book smell. There is the anticipation of the new story waiting to unfold before you as you turn page after page. On New Year’s Day, we had a New Moon in Capricorn. Along with the Sun […]

Do You Share the Story of Your Work?

A Story has emotional power: it brings meaning, hope, and vision together; it connects body and soul. It can be as simple as a saying or as complex as a biography; it can come from a conversation, a newspaper clipping, a movie, or a myth. A Story can bring the power of imagination into a […]

Following the Path of Story from Antique Mall to Home

On a recent vacation, Bob, his friend, Bill, and Bill’s wife, Patty and I walked into an old building in a run-down area of Indianapolis. It was an antique shop called Audrey’s Place. Walking through the back door where stuff was pile high for loading or unloading, a guy who was busy unloading some furniture, […]