I’ll be the first to admit, I think too much. It must drive my poor husband crazy to be on the receiving end of the monologue of emotions I work through on a regular basis. But of course, he’s too sweet to admit it—or maybe he realizes that my mind is a scary place sometimes and it’s just best to …
It’s that time again! In the mapping out of a new novel, I always dwell in the land of psychology. Actually, I get stuck there for a while because relearning the nuances of different personality types is a little addicting. Although I’ve done this before a multitude of times, something new is always revealed. It may be in my own …
Whenever the subject of prayer comes up among my Christian friends, there is some debate over how and why we should pray. But what it comes down to in the end is that if we pray God’s will, those prayers will be answered. Some might question the point in praying then. I mean, if God’s will is to accomplish something …
It’s that time of year again—my husband’s bi-annual hunting trip. Seven years into this routine, and I can say that I enjoy this trip almost as much as he does, and I don’t even go with him. I love my husband. Truly love him. I love our time together, our friendship and our marriage. He makes me laugh, makes me …
The only thing that makes getting up at 4:30 in the morning tolerable is knowing that, once I have my coffee in hand, I’ll be sitting down with Jesus. What started out as a push to make this ritual a habit soon became the highlight of my day. Of course, there have been seasons when this time is plagued by …
I love my kids. They’re sweet, funny and just a enough off-center that I often wonder if they were switched at birth. If they didn’t resemble me a little and love to write, I’d have serious doubts. Even so, they make me proud. And yet, when one of my friends regales me with new grandma stories, I’m envious. When I …
Several years ago, my husband and I bought a pallet of flagstone. We’re not spontaneous shoppers. In fact, it takes us quite a while to decide to purchase anything until we’re good and ready to use it. So the fact that we’ve had this flagstone sitting in what my husband refers to as our “bone yard” is unusual. Neither of …
A few weeks ago, I joined a group of ladies from my church in a new Bible study—Jonah: Navigating a Life Interrupted by Priscilla Shirer. We’ve all had lives interrupted by various circumstances, both good and bad, but I didn’t feel the study actually pertained to me. Aside from the time spent with the sweet ladies in the group, I …
One of the downfalls of being a writer is that I find it difficult to read fiction. This is disheartening since I love to get lost in a good book. I’m so busy critiquing sentence structure, word usage and scene tension that I don’t enjoy the actual story. And it’s story that made me want to be a writer in …
I can’t sleep. Again. I’m writing this post at 3:30 in the morning after spending hours tossing and turning. There always seems to be a reason—last night it was the wind playing a concert through the wind chimes hanging a mere ten feet from my head. Sometimes it’s a restless Einstein (the dog, not the scientist), my husband’s snoring, or …
