Sometimes, I have flashes of insight, not unlike most of us. From my reading. Or ruminating.
Sometimes I write them down.
If you are curious about what keeps me up at night. Or what relentlessly Continue Reading
Why I Write
When the eldest of my five grandbabies asked me, Mima, why do you write?
Here’s what I told her.
I write because…
Words, like honey, flow from my imagination and into my fingers, begging me to slide them onto paper or screen.
Words whisper their rightness to Continue Reading