I am a deep thinker. I ponder all types of scenarios. Like, what story would that single tree surrounded by an open field tell if it could talk? How many storms did it withstand? How many people sought relief from the summer heat under the shade of its branches? What crops grew in the field around it? What’s the story behind an abandoned home left to rot? Did the owners pack up to travel and never returned? Was the family called to the mission field and found peace in a new land? What about the rickety rocking chair or the…
What If
When the first serious thoughts of writing for the public’s view entered my mind, I was exhilarated but nervous. Questions attacked my thoughts while the fear of failure twisted in my gut. The what if’s repeated in my head like a broken record (if anyone remembers when record players were the thing). I trudged forward with caution and tested the waters. It wasn’t until I’d completed my first novel and entered it into multiple contests that I began to find the answers to my harassing questions. The feedback from judges gave me insight into where I needed improvements which helped…
Balanced or Teetering
Have you ever walked a balance beam or tried to walk a curb without falling off? I have, and I can tell you gymnastics is not my calling in life. Just the thought of walking on a log across a river or encountering a swinging bridge over a waterfall shoots my stress level off the charts. Physical balance is one thing, but what about weighing the scales of life? Is it balanced or is one side heavy and weighted? For the record, there’s never a dull moment in my life with four grown children, twelve grandchildren, and aging parents, but…
