The Mighty Mississippi

Yesterday I took a road trip. Drove from Birmingham, Alabama to Vicksburg, Mississippi just to see the Mississippi River. I think it was about 9 1/2 hours of total driving and I wasn’t alone. I had my three kids with me (ages 6, 4 and 2) and my in-laws. To be honest, it wasn’t myContinue reading “The Mighty Mississippi”

My Love of Books or Sure Signs of My Insanity

Everyone who knows anything about me is aware of my love of books. In fact, I’m a little fanatical about it. I’ve mentioned how going to the library as a kid brought me such joy, the slickness of the plastic covering as I ran my hands over the title of the books I’d chosen, the sound ofContinue reading “My Love of Books or Sure Signs of My Insanity”

“It wasn’t the first time…”

Complete the following story in 33 words: ‘It wasn’t the first time.’ (The five words are not to be included in your 33 words) It wasn’t the first time she’d fired a gun, but she’d never killed anyone before. She clenched her hands to stop the shaking. She wasn’t sorry. Young girls weren’t meant for buying andContinue reading ““It wasn’t the first time…””

A Bounty of Books from the Library

One of my favorite places to go when I was a kid was to the library. I loved browsing the library shelves, selecting old favorites and new titles. I remember watching the librarian stamping the books, a staccato rhythm as she stamped the inkpad and then the card in the back of the book, backContinue reading “A Bounty of Books from the Library”

Camp NaNoWriMo

Remember going to camp as a kid? Leaving your parents and siblings, heading off to a place filled with new people and new experiences? The campfire songs, the friendships formed, the homesickness, the potential exposure to poison ivy,…I must admit, I preferred the camps not geared towards exploring nature. My ideal camps were the ones consideredContinue reading “Camp NaNoWriMo”

The Courage to be Fearless

Recently my mother said something that caused me to stop and reflect on who I’ve become. We were talking about when I was young (before marriage and children) and she commented on how I was fearless. I wasn’t the one to dip my toe into the water and think about what I was jumping into.Continue reading “The Courage to be Fearless”