It is pleasant to sit down with a friend and share a cup of coffee. I am having my first cup of caramel drizzle Folger’s this morning. If you are a coffee drinker, I invite you to pour a cup and sit down with me. Or, if you don’t care for coffee, just know that […]
Nov 16, 2013
Singin’ the Blues or Shouting Hallalujah
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Yesterday I bought a car. Not a new car, mind you, one that’s a couple of years old with low mileage and high warranty. What does that have to do with writing? Yes. Thanks for asking. I’ve noticed I don’t do a very good job of putting together a coherent sentence when my mind is […]
Nov 15, 2013
Right or Wrong, I Write
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This morning I woke up wondering why I write. Why? I sit in front of the computer, pulling words out of the air for a good part of my day. Why do I do that? Maybe the answer lies in the third sentence; I don’t really pull words out of the air, they are vying […]
Oct 31, 2013
Cozy Critters Critique
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Rain fell softly on leaves beginning to turn orange and gold. The day reminded me of a line from an old poem, “I like the fall, the mist and all.” It was the perfect day for a Cozy Critique. Seven of us sat around Mom’s hundred-year old table, drinking tea or coffee, munching on fudge […]
Oct 5, 2013
It Was Just That Kind of Afternoon…
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The fall morning began in an ordinary way. The old yellow coffee pot gurgled in the kitchen. My mother, Flora Tucker, whistled Amazing Grace as she stirred up pancake batter and I, Darcy Campbell, had no thoughts more mysterious than sitting down at the computer as soon as I could and continuing to work on […]
Sep 15, 2013
A Pretty Good Deal
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What is missing in the scene below this paragraph? Why, you are, of course! Today is the day you can order Grave Shift, as an ebook, free, on Amazon. I hope you give it a try and then put yourself in a comfortable chair, pour a cup of coffee, and settle down with your tablet or […]
