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Behind my instinctive, unreasoning love of horses

When I introduce myself, I say in this order, "I'm a writer, social media coordinator and a horse lover." The order of how I list these things is skewed. The horses came first. Then the writing, and then social media as my current day job. Horses have been a huge part...

What a tiny, itty-bitty world it is

(Please note, I didn't title this: "It's a small world..." because I'd have that song stuck in my head all day. Well, too late...) As I've waded through the edits on my latest novel, I've spent hours researching the rich history of Polish Arabians (even discovering my...

Book Review: A Bridge of Scarlet Leaves

Description: Los Angeles, 1941. Violinist Maddie Kern's life seemed destined to unfold with the predictable elegance of a Bach concerto. Then she fell in love with Lane Moritomo. Her brother's best friend, Lane is the handsome, ambitious son of Japanese immigrants....

Exploring the verb, “To Nikki.”

"To Nikki:" verb. ...to park where the front tire touches one white line and the back tire touches to other white line. ...to fall down the "stair" and twist your ankle. ...to back into a parked Toyota behind you. ...to drop nearly half of the cooking supplies before...

Book Review: The Maid of Fairbourne Hall

Description: Pampered Margaret Macy flees London in disguise to escape pressure to marry a dishonorable man. With no money and nowhere else to go, she takes a position as a housemaid in the home of Nathaniel Upchurch, a suitor she once rejected in hopes of winning his...

Thoughts on Writing Real and Living Real

At this past OCW conference and ACFW meeting last Monday, author Lauraine Snelling spoke on the stories of life and how those play into making your writing real. This lead me to stop and think about my own life and my own writing. The drafts I wrote in high school are...

Book Review: A Whisper of Peace

Description: Ostracized by her tribe because of her white father, Lizzie Dawson lives alone in the mountains of Alaska, practicing the ways of her people even as she resides in the small cabin her father built for her mother. She dreams of reconciling with her...

Two {Well, Eight} Years Ago…

I officially started "dating" my now husband. It was Leap Year, 2004. I now believe good things happen on Leap Day. On Leap Year Day, 2008, my then-boyfriend proposed to me. Yes. Good things happen. (But no, we did not think a four-year long engagement to marry on...