I imagined becoming a writer when my second-grade teacher told me that was exactly what I was! I won first prize in our class writing contest. The prize wasn’t much, a recycled picture of a panda from a calendar, but to me, it meant the world. It inspired me to dream of writing books. My teacher’s influencing words kept me pressing forward and today, I engage actively in fulfilling my dreams.
Imagine being told you were a writer at eight years old. Oh, the worlds my imagination created! Fast-forward through adulthood to the present. Today I long to inspire my readers. I write stories of hope and positivity, adding humor, mixing it up with conflict and real-life problems to engage my readers from beginning to end.
Imagine inspiring and engaging adventures. Connect with me and let’s have an adventure together.
My stomach was in knots as we drove onto the conference grounds. I remember that feeling from the very first conference I attended back in 2008. I wanted to turn the car around and go home, despite the beauty of the mountains surrounding us.
Why did I feel this way? I’ve been attending conferences for more than 15 years.
Read on to learn about some of the divine appointments I experienced at the writers conference.
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Exploring is fun and filled with new smells. My nose goes on overload, but no matter how many different scents I smell, I keep focused on the main scent to keep my Mom’s blood sugars from dropping dangerously low.
In today’s post, I’ll share a bunch of selfies (actually, Christy took them because I don’t know how to use a camera) of me exploring a touristy town called Myrtle Beach.
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I am finding that in Tennessee, the people celebrate everything. A dog could walk around a different festival every weekend and fill his nose with all kinds of good scents.
Recently Mom took me to a street fair in our new hometown of Morristown. While minding my own business and doing my job, my nose led me to a very large furry creature.
In today’s blog post, I’ll share some selfies from some of the day trips Mom and I went on.
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While Kevin and I were attending our first writer’s conference together, The Rubber Band Slingshot Summer (book three in the Rubber Band series) was officially birthed.
Childbirth is hard, but so is publishing a book. In this post, I’ll share some fun pictures of my book booth at a local fair, complete with people posing next to my life size Rocky-as-Elvis prop.
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