I am excited to have been part of the Author Showcase Panel at Surry International Writing Contest this weekend. As a member of the panel, I was given 2 ½ minutes to talk about my books. The Maryalise Trilogy is middle-grade fantasy. Maryalise is a young fairy with powerful magic. In book one, Maryalise and […]
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I watched my daughter practice juggling. One ball, then two, then three balls were sent flying into the air. As gravity pulled each ball down, she caught it and sent it flying again. How did she learn to do that? I can barely manage to throw and catch one ball. My life is like juggling
I played hooky one morning. Instead of turning on my computer at my appointed writing time, I decided to go for a walk. I stood on my front porch and considered where to walk. An asphalt path between sheltering trees at the end of our street looked inviting. That path had changed in the years
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A drabble is a short work of fiction of precisely one hundred words in length. The purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author’s ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space. Writing a drabble requires precise editing skills—refining the story by taking out what is not essential and leaving only
I am currently writing a middle-grade historical fiction novel. The setting is Vernal, Utah, in 1917. One of the characters in this book is Josie Bassett. She grew up in Brown’s Hole at a time when outlaws were using it as a hideout. (Brown’s Hole is located about 50 miles from Vernal.) Butch Cassidy and
I Reach Out by Rose Owens I reach out my hand. We are different, you and I. Color of skin, education level, family cohesiveness.We are different, you and I.I understand that I do not understand. I have not lived in the
I have learned that Pecos Bill wasn’t a folk tale told by cowboys sitting around the campfire on trail drives. According to the program on TV, that story was fiction, and it made its way into folklore by the back door. Well, one morning I Zoomed into an online writing group, and I was challenged
Juneteenth is a new federal holliday. Here is my new poem. Reaching Out I reach out my hand.We are different, you and I.Color of skin, education level, family cohesiveness.We are different, you and I.I understand that I do not understand.I have not lived in the worldWhere you exist.I have
I belong to which a writing group hosted by Stuart Nager who lives in New York. The basic link is pw.org/groups. After you join the group, you will need to create a profile and join A Prompting of Writers: Your Challenge to Imagine. This group meets every Saturday morning online at 10:00 AM EST, but
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Was I born to do this? To find an audience? To tell my story, any story? Or did I come to storytelling by way of heritage? Because I am my father’s daughter? Because he told stories? I must have an audience or storytelling isn’t—no can’t happen. I volunteer in my children’s school classes. I step
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