P Is For Prepper
P Is For Prepper – by Rachel Wilder All right world I can say it – I’m a Prepper! So many people give me the reaction that I’m crazy. That I’m actually hoping something horrible will happen so I can … Continue reading →
P Is For Prepper – by Rachel Wilder All right world I can say it – I’m a Prepper! So many people give me the reaction that I’m crazy. That I’m actually hoping something horrible will happen so I can … Continue reading →
I spent my summers on my grandfather’s farm, a truly rural place that seemed to be on another planet. There were six street lights down the only paved road in town, one general store and a school house that … Continue reading →
Since I am not affiliated personally with the blog Nice Girls Writing Naughty, I feel it’s not inappropriate to promote the group. On the other hand our own very dear and talented team of A. Catherine Noon and Rachel … Continue reading →
I didn’t like books at first. I liked it when my dad read to me, but I didn’t read myself. I learned how to read interesting books around age six, graduating from the boring “See Jane Run” types. My mother had … Continue reading →
My friends joke with me that I’d look forward to a zombie apocalypse. I’d almost rather deal with a few shuffling rotters than a natural disaster that actually can happen. You don’t have to be on an episode of Doomsday … Continue reading →
When people ask me where I get my ideas for stories and I have no answer for them except; I keep my eyes open and “it comes to me.” It’s true, there is nothing new under the sun, no unimagined … Continue reading →
This sounds like a very odd subject, chickens. In fact my choice tells you just how much I’m looking forward to vacation. You see, in the Outer Banks of North Carolina there is a little historic farm on Roanoke Island. … Continue reading →
As a writer, Its important to have goals. Milestones that represent our accomplishments in the various avenues of our life. Whether it is work, our health or travel planning. Invariably when I set a goal – I break out … Continue reading →
I bet you thought I mean that eff word, eh? Uh-huh. Busted. F Is For Friendship! I have been blessed by the internet. No, not because I sent a hundred thousand spams requesting money because I’m a Nigerian prince, or because … Continue reading →
A lot of my friends tease me about being a Doomsday Prepper because I grew up in hurricane country and tend to be prepared. For anything. Including, perhaps, zombies. But to be honest, an emergency can happen anywhere, anytime to … Continue reading →