Tag: writinglife
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Embracing Hope One Small Step at a Time
The man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones. A Saying of Confucius The mountains in Appalachia where I live expand in layers across the horizon. One ridge upon another in every imaginable shade of blue fade into the distance. When the first settlers came to this region, they must have found…
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The Storyteller’s Corner
Hello friends and Facebook followers! Pour yourself a steaming cup of coffee or tea and pull up a cozy chair. This next month I’m launching a new feature through my author website called The Storyteller’s Corner. Please consider signing up here to start receiving it. In this subscriber only email, you will find updates on…
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The Art of Story: Offering Hope in This Weary World
Earlier this week, I woke around 3:30 am and no matter what I tried, I simply couldn’t go back to sleep. Unfortunately, this is not uncommon. I often have trouble either falling asleep or waking too early. The burden of being a light sleeper has plagued me since my nights on call as a family…
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How to Find Inspiration When the Spring Runs Dry
I intended to write a blog earlier this week, but it wasn’t happening. A multitude of ideas bounced in my head yet none of them felt right. With every little thing causing a distraction, the flow of my creativity came to a halt. It wasn’t the first time I’ve struggled with how to find inspiration…
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Good Intentions Without Actions Are a Dead-End Street
Some say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. But I say, good intentions without actions are a dead-end street. They may not be taking you to hell, but they certainly aren’t taking you any place worthwhile. This past week, I finished the expanded version of my novel The Dream Chaser and sent…
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Tell Your Story . . . Then Let the Holy Spirit Do the Rest.
Are you ready to tell your story? I asked myself on our way to church. Trepidation filled my heart. It was Pentecost and we had a guest minister in the pulpit. Since we live just north of Asheville NC, my husband and I had time to attend Sunday services before driving to the Blue Ridge…
