Yesterday, I traveled to Cincinnati to visit Connie, my dear friend of many decades. The drive was long, but I never mind making it. Connie and I met when we were teaching fellows in the dance department at the University of Michigan. She was so incredibly gorgeous that I was sure we’d never become…
My sister Marty, a fantastic grant writer and development professional, recently retired and has embarked on writing a memoir (which I can’t wait to read!). Recently, she asked me questions about my life as a working writer: Do I put myself on a writing schedule? Yes Do I have a preferred time of day to…
Next week, I leave to spend four days in Franklin, Tennessee at Killer Nashville, which ranks as one of my all-time favorite writers’ conferences. It’s small enough to be intimate, and its founder and director, Clay Stafford, is committed to making it an encouraging, supportive experience for writers at every level. Last year, I had…
I admit it. There are plenty of weeks when I forget to feel grateful for all the blessings in my life—like having a husband I’m still madly in love with after decades of marriage or the opportunity to do the writing work I love. Instead, I’m often guilty of focusing on the things that are…