“Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine…” I’m at a crossroads with this story I’m working on. Been here a while. For the first time, probably ever, I’m contemplating not writing a happy ending. I know. I’m shocked myself. Because I love that ‘ah…’  feeling…

I belong to an awesome online community of brave writers. We encourage, edify and pray for each other. And sometimes we ask hard questions. Why write? Why are we doing this thing? For what purpose? Because a lot of days, it drives us all a little nuts. Know what I mean? If you’re a writer,…

I love doors. Old doors, new doors, doesn’t matter really. When I see a door like this, recognize the art and the beauty and the time taken to create such magic, I almost catch my breath. And I wonder. Why would someone spend that much time on a simple door? Why would someone spend that…

“Be still and know, that I am God…” Psalm 46:10 It’s quoted so often that I’m not sure we get it. The whole be still thing. What does that mean to you? Be still. The noun is defined as “deep silence and calm; stillness. “the still of the night” synonyms: quietness, quiet, quietude, silence, stillness,…

Ever since watching Despicable Me, I’ve developed an obsession with Minions. Seriously. I mean, these little dudes crack me up. Crack. Me. Up. If I’m having a crappy day, I’ll load a YouTube video and watch Minions. For like 20 minutes. Maybe more. There’s just something about these little yellow blobs I can’t resist. They’re not…

Wow. I don’t know where the time goes. If you’re still hanging out here with me, I thank you! I’m definitely not a reliable blogger, am I? Well, things are getting busy in my neck of the woods. I’d like to share a little bit of that with you today. This summer, I will be…

It’s that jolt, the sensation that you’re falling, and it usually happens during deep slumber. The freefall. It sits there, wedged between the box titled Deja vu and Death on the shelf called Things I Can’t Explain. The more it happens, the more terrifying it becomes. You’d think I’d get used to it, but I…

  If you’re like me, you probably spend a lot of time doing things for other people. Especially if you’re a mom with young kids. Life just buzzes by. You have to-do lists longer than your arm and some days you just don’t know how you’re going to get everything done. I hear you. I…

Stories. We all have them. I like to believe that when we’re born, God takes a leather-bound book full with blank pages, and writes our name on the front of it. And then he sits back and waits…and watches. Watches to see what we will do with the stories we are given. I’ve kept journals…

When we built the house on the ocean, people said, “Oh, my goodness, you’ll get to see the whales go by! How lucky are you?” I smiled and thought to myself, yes, that would nice. We got binoculars. And I began to watch for whales. That was five years ago. I have yet to see…