As I write these words, I am watching the sun descend behind the hills for yet another day. Darkness will soon cast its evening blanket of shadows over the valley and trees, and if I’m really lucky, I’ll get to gaze up at an infinite sky sparkling with the...
One of my favorite thoughts that I have permanently downloaded into the computer that’s called my mind is, “we create our own joy.” Doesn’t thinking this thought make you feel good? It does me, and I am forever reminding myself of this...
Writers have an almost crazed reputation for being notorious coffee drinkers, and I would venture to guess there isn’t another group of people who have a closer association with drinking copious amounts of the brew than writers. There are a lot of writers I know...
I am sitting in a cozy chair in the living room while I begin writing close to the bone. I can hear the tic…tic of the clock on the wall. The sound of the fridge humming in the background is almost soothing. Too much silence can be loud. The cat is purring on...
I am sitting at my desk as I write this. From my window everything looks a bit bleak, bare, and grey. Even the sky looks chilly, pulling the clouds in close like a warm blanket. A few geese have just flown by, honking on their way to hopefully, somewhere warmer. Such...
