How Trees Remind Me of Writing

How Trees Remind Me of Writing

I love trees—especially in the evening when the sun is low in the sky. And the play of light on the intricate symmetry of limbs and leaves reminds me of writing. Let me explain. When likening my story to a tree, I begin at the base, sometimes in the light or sometimes...
How I READ a Book

How I READ a Book

How I READ a Book Until recently, I used to read books. But, a man in one of my book clubs inspired me to rethink my actions. He has a notebook where he records things he finds interesting about the books he reads. Needless to say, he’s able to contribute so much to...

From Difficult Roads to Beautiful Destinations

From Difficult Roads to Beautiful Destinations On a recent visit to Cracker Barrel, I found a plaque I had to have for my office. “Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.” So true! Every crisis or trauma in my life has birthed something good—a new...
MurderCon Or How to Learn Forensics In a Weekend

MurderCon Or How to Learn Forensics In a Weekend

I watched as he threw another spade full of dirt out of the hole. Sweat formed on the back of my neck. Was that a shoe? He stopped. The woman squatting next to the grave confirmed it. And it had a foot inside. A plastic skeleton foot, mind you, but still…a frisson of...
You Might Be a Mystery and Suspense Lover If…

You Might Be a Mystery and Suspense Lover If…

Have you ever noticed a suspicious car drive up to a station while pumping gas? You watch the driver emerge from his vehicle, glance around, and put his hands in his pockets. As he slinks into the building, you make a note in your phone about what he looks like, the...