Birthing a book

Done, done, done. I've released my book, A Heart for Selma, 12 Stories of Activate Selma NC. It was soooooo like giving birth, complete with two Artist’s Way writers supporting me on Zoom like a midwife and doula during the past few months, reminding me to breathe in peace, breathe out fears (thank you, Angie... Continue Reading →

Dollar Store Tiara

I walked the dog early today And forgot I was wearing my dollar store tiara Plastic, missing a pink paste jewel A handy hairband while mixing breakfast biscuits. Mainly it inspires me like a writing prompt To banish the censor at my desk, to follow my muse And let creativity tumble out onto morning pages... Continue Reading →

Believing Mirrors

Do you have a trusted group of other writers who read your work and give you honest advice? I am fortunate to have one in Selma, North Carolina. We meet monthly in the back room of Coffee on Raiford, initially cloaked behind the sign, "Ladies Book Club," which endeared barista Zena Hamilton-Rose to us forever.... Continue Reading →

Coffee brings community

Time to re-emerge from my blog post hiatus, and just in time for a good cup of coffee! In the past six months since I last posted I’ve been working on two longer manuscript projects. And just this week I learned that my poem, “Colored,” and a prose piece, “Sheet Cake,” earned honorable mentions in... Continue Reading →

Making art in isolation

I always said, as a joke, I wanted to buy one of those old cottage motels and call it the “Write Your Damn Novel Motel.” No Internet, no TV, no refrigerator or coffee maker. Just a bed, a desk, and your damn butt-in-the-chair.  You get one prison-grade white towel with a green stripe down it,... Continue Reading →

Keep a journal

Writers spend a great deal of time in self-isolation. The dark joke is our daily routine already seems like quarantine. I don’t mean to make light of COVID-19. My daughter is a senior medical technologist in Virginia working on the front lines of testing. My small part is keeping myself parked in rural North Carolina... Continue Reading →

Pickles for Breakfast

Every morning I eat a plate of plain scrambled eggs with pepper, and a pickle on the side. My husband makes himself an omelet with cubed ham, spinach and salsa, with bacon or sausage, and also adds a pickle on the side. I don’t know when we started eating pickles for breakfast. Maybe it was... Continue Reading →

Make Your Town Stronger

I follow Strong Towns  because it offers free case studies on how to breathe life into a decaying town. Don't want to make a "stroad" mistake when development rolls your way? Follow Strong Towns. Last March I pre-ordered founder Charles Marohn Jr.'s new book, Strong Towns: A Bottom-Up Revolution to Rebuild American Prosperity and this past Saturday, I... Continue Reading →

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