A while back, I posted an entry on Balance Point and promised I would follow up with a post on goals. I thought it would work good for a Wiley Wednesday, so here it is. I apologize in advance for … Continue reading →
Rachel hung up the phone with the client she’d successfully served. The man sounded angry but vindicated. He agreed to her final payment with no argument and said he’d mail it right away. She glanced at the Greene file yet … Continue reading →
I must confess this blog was inspired by Eaton’s previous one about family albums. She wished that she knew more about those relatives, and I can understand her feelings. The photos are wonderful, but a written history of each of … Continue reading →
Sara stood, leaning over Bryce’s shoulder to take in the sketch he’d found. “Do you really think I can pull this off?” she questioned, feeling unsure. “We don’t have a choice. Besides, it has to be a woman, and you’re … Continue reading →
Do you ever wonder what the people in your old family photos were like? The people you never met, but they grace your family tree somewhere way back early in the 20th century or late 19th century. I do! I … Continue reading →
By Hand vs. The Keyboardby A. Catherine Noon There’s an old debate in writers’ circles between those who compose with a keyboard and those who compose with a pen. I suppose in today’s internet era it might seem like a … Continue reading →
This is a title I picked up to get a sampling of different authors, and look into St. Martin’s Press. My thoughts on each novella below . . . MaryJanice Davidson“The Majicka”Life’s a bit crowded for Ireland and her roommates—a … Continue reading →
MAY FLASH FICTION CARNIVAL DISGUISES Thank you to our three loyal participants in this month’s Flash Fiction Carnival: The Wrong Kind of Fantasy – Susan Helene Gottfried Dagget – Unhinged The Russian Jades, Chapter 2 – A. Catherine Noon
Continue reading →Have you ever searched the phone book, your book shelf, or read movie credits in search of a perfect character name? Or maybe the Kabalarian Philosophy and other sites like this? I have and I’m not ashamed to admit it. … Continue reading →
The Night Is A Harsh MistressChapter 5 Rachel gaped at Viktor, until her legs cramped against the edge of the couch. She sat back, feeling pole axed. “What are you saying?” Viktor tossed the papers back on the desk. One … Continue reading →