For the next ten days (Aug 10 – 19), I will be participating in an author discovery through DiscoverAuthors.wordpress.com. Each day, this blog will feature a different author and one of their books; the other authors will also feature me and one another on their blogs. I haven’t read the books, but they look really great…
I’ll be honest. It’s not the most pleasant of cards. It talks about stress, worry, potential illness, and general malaise. It doesn’t mean that your day is going to be like that. It does however mean that you need to be on the lookout for those kinds of distressing feelings and situations. And then, you…
Some thoughts on writing from the 60-second story project. This is an old post but I just ran across it and as I am about to start serious work on book two of the Fairy Godmother Diaries, it seemed like the perfect time to post this one. — 11/20/10: “Yesterday’s mythology is today’s science, and…
Ace of Rods, King of Cups. Wow! Purposeful compassion, creativity, and romance. If you need/want/desire to start on any of the three of these, today is the day. The Ace inspires and even demands new beginnings, actions taken, and the start of a brand new, more active path. The King is is the external expression…
Prompt word, cross: “Don’t cross me,” Reinholdt warned ominously. “You won’t like me when I’m angry.” “Hey, you sound just like David Banner on that old Hulk show,” Martin replied as he laced up his shoes. “Do you think you can tone it down some for the T-Ball championship game?”—I like this as a full…
I’m writing a mini-story every day for the next year. Here’s today’s from the prompt word “fences.” “We’re going to have to mend some fences eventually,” Sheila said. “There’s always a need to make peace with family even if you don’t particularly like them.” “What? What are you talking about?” Barbie asked petulantly. “Nothing,” Sheila…
(Note, some familiarity with “Hamlet” is helpful when reading this story.) “Where on earth can it be?” she thought feverishly. Her long sable hair had come unbound and flowed around her, but she paid it no heed in her desperate search. The scents of drying herbs permeated the room. Bundles hung from the ceiling and…