Here it is, the eve of NaNoWriMo Camp April 2015. It is a month long virtual camp for writers to work on new projects or ones they have already begun. We are placed in "cabins" with other participating writers by age group, genre, or other choices we make. For this camp my genre is Historical … Continue reading New Experiences Bring Adventure
God
Bringing You Up to Date
I have been gone longer than I intended. The time away was spent regrouping, filling in some places in my novel manuscript that I felt were lacking on “color.” Soul searching and recharging have been important, also. In the meantime, as the old saying goes, “life happens.” Our family has had plenty of “life” happening … Continue reading Bringing You Up to Date
Flowers Today
I took you some flowers today; Only you weren’t there. I knew you wouldn’t be, But I took them in your memory. It’s been twenty-five years Since you were welcomed in Heaven. I can still see your beautiful face And feel your warmth in my arms – Not in the way I had anticipated, But … Continue reading Flowers Today
Balm for Hurtful Times
There are times when I wish I could just curl up in a ball and stay there; just totally disengage with reality at that time until there is a different, easier reality in my life. I’d like to just stay put and not think about much of anything. I catch myself saying over and over, … Continue reading Balm for Hurtful Times
I Survived NaNoWriMo!
Now that I have had a chance to catch my breath from being in a somewhat disciplined frenzy last month, I’ve had some time to digest so much that I got from that experience. I learned so much from participating. I have to say that jumping into the experience must be much like diving off … Continue reading I Survived NaNoWriMo!
Scars, Fruit, and What Happens In The Process
I’m continuing part of the subject of my last post. Mostly the part about pears. We were getting a picture of the pears in the old bushel basket, first turning the top pears over if they had a scar or bruise on them. Later when I was talking to Mama and Daddy about it, she … Continue reading Scars, Fruit, and What Happens In The Process
Providence
I have been incredibly blessed yesterday. I almost have no words for it - almost; I am a writer. I lost my wallet earlier. God protected it. It was so hot yesterday, and when you’re in town the heat just radiates off the concrete and asphalt magnifying the heat several degrees more. I was tired … Continue reading Providence
Closed Doors; Open Doors
In January of my senior year in high school, the house fire that took our home took everything; pictures, clothes, special mementos, and all of the writing I had ever put on paper. At last count, I had written eighty-one poems and song lyrics, as well as the first few chapters and plot lines of … Continue reading Closed Doors; Open Doors
Cindy Chandler Pye 