One of the hardest parts of writing–and often of real life–has to be the endings. I’ve been working on The Words We Hold Deep for about a year or two. And from early on, I had an idea of how I wanted the story to end. But now I’m not so sure.
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Today is International Children’s Book Day so in honor of it, I combed through all of our children’s books in the house and picked out some great ones to share with you.
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My husband and I spent last weekend in Calistoga, a small town in the Napa valley. It was a belated birthday celebration for me and our first trip in our new travel trailer.
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Today is my birthday and instead of lamenting over being another year older, I decided to be constructive and put together a bucket list. What better way to look forward to the future (and hence, getting older) than focusing on all the stuff I still want to do?
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I hate to say it, but I’ve been slacking on my writing lately. Every day I tell myself I’m going to get back on track and (almost) every day I allow myself to get distracted again and before I know it, it’s time for bed.
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To my daughters, my little girls, my endless source of joy and frustration:
My biggest hope in life was always to be a mother… But the reality is much messier than I imagined. And louder. And HARDER.
Sixty-two years. To Mabel, it seemed like just yesterday that she had walked down the church aisle, a bouquet of tulips in her hands. Jack looked so handsome waiting at the altar in his dress blues, his smile as wide as the Golden Gate.
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