December Girls

December girls stand arrow-straight, wear winter white, carmine and black, cool colors for red-hot thinkers, the doers in the darkest part of the year's final gasp. December girls love with fierce ambition and deep commitment, spend themselves on soul causes. They draw Sagittarian bows, release the fletched and sacred darts toward future fate not yet revealed, set their sights on a higher plane and soar, unsullied into the coming year. ~~~ May you join this December girl in welcoming a new year, new ventures, and [...]

By |2022-11-30T18:35:56+00:00November 30th, 2022|Blog|0 Comments

July 2022 Author of the Month: TONYA MITCHELL

July is sizzling and so is A FEIGNED MADNESS, the historical fiction debut novel of this month's featured author Tonya Mitchell. The novel tells the story of undercover reporter Nellie Bly’s ten harrowing days inside a women’s insane asylum in 1887. Mitchell has a degree in journalism from Indiana University. Her short fiction has appeared in a variety of publications, including The Copperfield Review and Glimmer and Other Stories. Our author confesses to being an Anglophile with a particular fascination for all things Victorian. She [...]

By |2022-06-30T15:18:42+00:00June 30th, 2022|Author of the Month|0 Comments

June 2021 Author of the Month: ELLEN BIRKETT MORRIS

Connecting to other authors during my extended homestay has been both challenging and rewarding, especially since my introverted personality enjoys closing off the noise of the world and living the stories in my head. Last year, however, I had the good fortune to review fiction by Ellen Birkett Morris and found a new colleague and friend. This month I'd like to introduce her to you. Ellen is the author of Lost Girls, a collection of short stories called "a varied set of tales from a [...]

By |2021-05-31T15:05:23+00:00May 31st, 2021|Author of the Month|0 Comments

Mother, May I?

When we were kids, playing outside was a required activity. Our mother ordered us to leave the house and 'get some fresh air." Until we were old enough to have chores, that's exactly what we did. We claimed the clovered yards, the dandelioned spaces, the treed empty lots, establishing forts or excavating holes for marble games. We climbed construction equipment, acrobated across the beams of houses under construction, fished in mud puddles. Most of all, we organized games - tag, hide and seek, "Mother, May [...]

By |2018-05-01T11:25:15+00:00May 1st, 2018|contemplative, Essays, inspirational, motivational|1 Comment
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