On Writing

I'm always looking for advice on how to improve my writing. Today, I stumbled upon C.S. Lewis's 1956 letter to a young fan named Joan Lancaster. I think he pretty much summed it up. The full letter is worth a read, too. 1. Always try to use the language so as to make quite clear... Continue Reading →

Sharing My World- September 17, 2018

What Is Your Favorite Beverage?  (for those who really dislike “favorite” questions, hey, time to time, one just pops in and will not be denied). Coffee. What Is Your Interpretation of ‘The Golden Rule”?  Are there ramifications to breaking it? "Do unto others as you would have done unto you." Matthew 7:12 I always thought... Continue Reading →

3TC: September 16, 2018

"AS HURRICANE FLORENCE continues to dump an unprecedented amount of rain on the Carolinas, emergency crews are working tirelessly to rescue those trapped--" Molly turned off the television and rolled over, her robe tightening around her legs. Hurricane Florence, day four. Trapped inside the house with three children under ten and a stir-crazy husband. Molly... Continue Reading →

3TC: September 15, 2018

24 HOURS AND COUNTING "I DON'T KNOW." Julia gave her husband a doubtful look. "I don't think we need a tent." "Why wouldn't we need a tent? It's better to be safe than sorry." Her husband wore that pinched look he got every time he was stressed. "We might be roughing it for a few... Continue Reading →

Sharing my World – August 20, 2018

I'm still running a week behind. Here are my thoughts for August 20. Which tastes better: black or green olives? Kalamata Olives. They always seemed purple to me. What’s your favorite room in your home? The one that I've recently cleaned. What fictional family would you be a member of? Hmm... I'd be Weasley. What... Continue Reading →

We Are All Stardust: Part 8

WE WEREN'T DONE yet. There was still the matter of Naia Khan. Naia was on the run. Chicago police picked her up at O'Hare airport, where she was about to board a British Airways flight to London. She was running. Interesting. Innocent people don't run. I went to Chicago with Detective Sidran to pick her... Continue Reading →

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