Paying My Price of Discomfort

Paying My Price of Discomfort

Have you ever signed up to learn something—and a day before you’re about to start the class you realize what a totally insane idea it was? Yeah? My stroke of genius was the day I signed up for the public speaking workshop. I am super awkward on stage, in front...
Empty Nester? 

Empty Nester? 

I did it! I finally completed my memoir, At Close Range. Days later I was in South Padre, visiting friends. The first day we all went down to the beach to catch some rays. As we walked toward the shoreline we noticed black tar in the sand. I could see it floating in...
Wish me luck, Southern-style

Wish me luck, Southern-style

So next weekend is the Writers’ League of Texas Agents and Editors conference at the Hyatt Regency. I’ve spent the last three weeks adding new stories to my blog, like this one. Yesterday I sat at my desk and made a list of the panels and speakers I wanted to...
Rally: part 2

Rally: part 2

At the #wearorange rally we’re laughing at the silly orange costume pieces. Susan replaces the orange tutu and funny little party hat on the table next to the band of orange hair that I was wearing. We walk away talking. Susan’s going to post a picture of us wearing...
#WearOrange

#WearOrange

#WearOrange: June 2nd and 3rd.   I’ve never gone to a rally of any kind in my life, nor do I consider myself an activist. Then I received a text from Everytown for Gun Safety. I felt compelled to act. I clicked on the #WearOrange link and found that there was an...