Back to Mr. St. John’s Latin class. Our first class. First time I ever heard Latin. Teacher asks us to…
I still remember that day. Okay, not the exact day, but it was in my high school Latin class. I…
Trick title. The true one being when did I start to tell stories. The answer? Like most of us, when…
…of not spending quality time with my romance genre writing. I’m hitting a blank wall with my stories for Iris’…
Truth, honesty, and knowing without doubt so that we can see its existence and explain our own. To hope to…
If we waited around for the inspiration muse to show up and get us writing, well, we would never write.…
I’m sitting trying to figure out what I want to write and all different thoughts are flying through my head.…
Writing is therapeutic for me, but not as a release of stress or tension. Some people run. Some meditate. Others…
What money? Truth be told I will go on that limb and say the majority of fiction writers are hard-pressed…
…you mix an abalone diver and a marine biologist? Hopefully, a romance story. Where did this idea come from? A…