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My writing process. Post 1

I titled this “Post 1” because I imagine I will not remember everything and/or I will have too much to say and cut this post off at some point. For me, the first step in creating a new novel (poem … Continue reading

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Readers love STILLNESS IN THE GARDEN

Just finished your book, LOVED IT! Great read, keep writing, you are REALLY good at it! — Cindy M. I love a good mystery and yours kept me reading and held my interest until the end. — Harriet S. enjoying … Continue reading

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How Do You Get Your Ideas?

When I get to talking about my writing, I’m often asked “Where do you get your ideas?” I think the process is different for everyone but in my case, the ideas are all around me. I just have to tune … Continue reading

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In Mt. Hope

“We’re going to Jesus.” “Papa, no! Don’t!” The red trolley train trundled by heading downtown past marble angels tall, slender monuments to the dead. The children cried and tugged trying to get away from the man with the knife slashing, … Continue reading

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101 Poems in 28 Days

A lot of people have asked me how I can write so many poems in such a short time. In part, it’s a gift for which I have always been grateful. In part, it’s recognizing that nearly anything can provide … Continue reading

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For Sierra LaMar

They gaze out at us pretty girls, smiling curled hair, eyes crinkled in joy staring out from signs hung on telephone poles showcased on evening news shows lost, missing, missed girls grieved by those left behind. May they find her … Continue reading

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In Syntagma Square

The sound rang out, sharp, loud in the city’s busy square morning commuters paused to look mouths agape, staring as the old man burdened by cares impoverished by pension cuts hungry and hopeless resolved he would not go hungry nor … Continue reading

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