A Little About Me & A Recipe

My friend Kathleen has started a new blog! Please be sure to check it out and support and follow her!


Those in the know are telling me I have to blog. This I will tell you, my blogs will for the most part be short and sporadic. First let me introduce myself. I am a woman of a certain age…hmm. I’m married and have perfect children and grandchildren and one slightly neurotic dog. Sometimes this blog will be about food, decorating, writing, and things that interest me in general. I owned a home furnishings and decorating store for a number of years and was also an interior decorator for many years.

I spend my days writing fiction, making up cozy worlds for my characters to live in. I try to create havoc and mysteries—murders—for the characters, who live in these cozy towns, to solve. Characters, who once I have laid them down on the page, do anything they darn well please. There’s no controlling them. I know that may seem…

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TLP Inspiration: July 2, 2018

A good devotional to read, especially at the beginning of a new day; a gentle reminder to stop, turn away from the busy road and take the quiet path, to stop and take all in:


Good Monday from the Heartland.

The path of life is not a wide one that is full of traffic and congestion, it is quieter than that.  It isn’t a great highway, it’s more like a quiet country lane…

Maybe if your life’s path is full of noise and traffic you should take the next exit and get on that other road.

As you walk along, you come across many things, some are beautiful, some not.  There are turns, twists, hills and dips. Sometimes you come across a cool and refreshing stream, other times you go a long way in the hot sun, with dust and bugs all around.  As you move along you come across places where you can’t see much because of the high brush on either side… and then there’s a fork and you must decide which way to go.

On such a lane you might want to…

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All that I Write Was Once Real Life

The multiverse exists in art. We are creators alongside God when we write or draw or sing or dance and blink into existence a new world. Our experiences are lived and relived. We can never fully understand its beauty, nor can we grasp it but for an instant. Reality and imagination almost collide but never quite touch.

Cristian Mihai

One of my favorite opening lines goes like this, “All that I write was once real life.”

It’s from Max Blecher’s last novel, The Shinning Burrow.

How do you turn real life into art? Into stories? How do you write about all the things you’d never have the courage to say out loud?

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