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Cracked bones & drain flies

As an author, I follow a few other author blogs--authors I admire and stand to learn from. This summer they've been on exotic vacations...

The stripes on people’s backs

My day job…my August-to-May job…is professor in a business college. This fall my husband and I will teach a Servant Leadership class, so...

Release day prayer

Many ask if releasing a book feels like having a baby. And it does, in many ways. You have the same kinds of hopes the new creation will...

Contradiction is a noun

An inconsistency. A paradox. A statement of a position opposite to one already made, according to my computer’s built-in dictionary....

Maytag: A Redemption Story

We were new to the town of Gainesboro—not a thriving metropolis; rather, a solid little town of salt-of-the-earth Middle Tennesseans...

Pools, Pride & Song Lyrics

I was twelve—a gangly pre-teen at the local pool. This pool had diving boards, one low to the ground, the other mid-high—maybe ten,...

Up and Down Goes the Heart

Last week I flew to Chicago for a conference. April is a busy month for educators, and this annual conference took place during the...

An Old Article...

Welcome to Throwback Thursday! I began professionally writing in the 90s with a newspaper column called “My Two Cents.” Thought you might...

For Just One Day

Welcome to Throwback Thursday! I began professionally writing in the 90s with a newspaper column called “My Two Cents.” Thought you might...

Story Behind the Mouse on the Clock

My father was officially diagnosed with dementia two summers ago. We knew he had it. The signs had been there, slowly revealing what we...

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