Hubby and I were at Barnes & Noble the other day. Hubby hangs out in the coffee shop while I peruse the books. During our latest trip, I saw this end cap of beautiful journals. Blank (or blank-ish, as the case may be) journals are always compelling to me, just like adult coloring books. I can’t not pause and wonder at writing in them. But, also like adult coloring books, I always realize that journals…
I was part of a local authors event at our library today. Eleven local authors were featured, which just scratches the surface of writers within our area. Seeing everyone with their books, I was in awe of how prolific and accomplished we were in terms of what we have produced. It’s no easy thing to take a book from writing to editing to publication. I had great fun talking to people who stopped by my…
When I was a kid, my mom used to laugh at me for yelling at the TV whenever I saw injustice playing out on shows. Yes, most of these shows were fiction, but I simply couldn’t stand the unfairness. One of my kindred spirits, a woman who could not tolerate injustice, is Eleanor Roosevelt. She died before I was born, but we share the same birthday, October 11, and I wrote a research paper on…