Author of women's southern fiction

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Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home

      I was asked about my hobbies and interests recently, and I have quite a few, but they all revolve around the same thing: anything old.  And I mean OLD.  I love to do stained glass work, having been inspired by old church […]

The Big Little Things

The Big Little Things

     I lost a friend last Thursday, though I only found out about it today, which gives you some kind of idea about how close we were.  No, I didn’t know Keith very well, and, no, we had not shared an endless list of […]

The Bomb Shelter

The Bomb Shelter

     Today, as I was sitting in the middle of my family room, surrounded by Christmas wrapping materials, and the many gifts that needed to be wrapped in them, I thought back to the bomb shelter my dad had built in the fall of […]

The Front Porch

The Front Porch

      Looking through Norman Rockwell paintings, one can expect to find one of an ancient country couple, sitting in rockers on the front porch of an old log cabin.  I always looked at it as such a mountain cliché, until I moved out […]

At The Table

At The Table

     It was the week before Thanksgiving, and I was rifling through a slew of recipes that were ungraciously jammed inside my Betty Crocker cookbook.  That cookbook had been my very first, obtained in my sophomore year of college, when four of us had abandoned […]

The Stone Catchers

The Stone Catchers

     When I was in the fifth grade, in 1969, my school in Miami, FL, was integrated.  I remember standing in front of the school on that first day and seeing parents picket with signs that read “GO HOME!”, and “GO BACK TO YOUR OWN […]

Color My World

Color My World

I love autumn. And it’s not just because of the changing colors or the first chill in the air. It’s all about the joy of settling down, becoming quiet, becoming still. It heralds in that special time – that time between September and February – […]

Another Day In Paradise

Another Day In Paradise

      I was at my Rotary meeting yesterday and talking to a good friend of mine who is also a Floridian by birth but not by heart.  Both Bill and I agree; we should have been born in the mountains.  He was talking about […]

That Not-So-Dry Spell

That Not-So-Dry Spell

     I was thinking today about that 5-year period when nothing of mine was published.    It felt like such a dry spell.   I’d once read somewhere, “Just keep writing.”  So, I kept writing, even when it didn’t seem like it was amounting to much.   […]

Many Muses

Many Muses

     In late July, in the town of Spruce Pine, NC, situated along the rambling Estatoe River, with 100 year-old active train tracks weaving along side in perfect harmony, was the Rotary Club’s first annual BBQ & Bluegrass Festival. My job, as a Rotarian, […]