November Morning
It’s very November-y today. Leaves carpet the ground in a thick rustling layer, revealing bare branches above. There’s a bite to the air portending future colder days.
It’s very November-y today. Leaves carpet the ground in a thick rustling layer, revealing bare branches above. There’s a bite to the air portending future colder days.
I have always been an early riser. I find that I am not alone. There is a morning tribe.
I am honored and grateful to have won the 2023 NERFA Award. I am one of the most recent winner of the Best First Book with my book Tides of Blue. The National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award celebrates published romance novels and novellas and is judged by romance readers. Winners are selected from three finalists in…
There are days when I want to write, but the ideas and words have walked away from my brain.
It’s one of those days when I wonder about my life purpose, role on this planet, and life itself. I have always thought of people (and I should probably include other organisms in this thought) as being in small bubbles. My theory is that we bump, merge, and break apart in freedom to float through our lives. I