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She’s someone different to each one of us. For some, this three letter word may conjure feelings of love, comfort and cherished memories. For the unfortunate few, this combination of letters may even represent disappointment, disgust, and even hatred. Although everyone has had unique interactions with the person who owns this title to them, I… Read More Mom
My grandmother, Mary Clare Judge, wore many hats during her lifetime: School Teacher; Interior Designer; Antique Collector; Wife; Mom; Grandmother. One particular title she held throughout her years in these various other roles was that of a Poetess. It wasn’t until recently when I was writing my novel, Naming The Bits Between, that I reminisced… Read More Grandmother’s Poem
You comfort me, yet you scare me. I’m drawn to your warmth and cautioned by your heat. Your vibrant colors are a masterpiece before my eyes. The dull ashes left behind, a reminder of the true cost of your beauty. Contained and controlled, I appreciate you. Wild and merciless, I fear you. Your presence sustains… Read More Fire and Ash
Dreams. I’m talking about the ones while you sleep – not your “hopes and dreams” you consciously have while awake. Dreaming, sleep’s form of entertainment, you either have all the time, or you don’t (so I’m told). I’ve always had many dreams. Luckily, I’m usually able to remember at least some details of most. I… Read More Dreams
Let’s talk about writing… or more specifically, creating fictional characters. Sure, your major character is very important – a veritable guide for your readers – maybe someone they will come to see as a new friend (or quite possibly, foe). Then there are your minor characters, potential friends (or foes) for your major one. Will… Read More Ten TV Towns to Remember
Before you ever wrote one word, firstly, you were an observer. An observer of: your parents; your siblings; your pets; your classmates; your friends; your co-workers; and a plethora of strangers who came and went as suddenly as they appeared. Ultimately, you were an observer of life – all of its shortcomings and triumphs. Some… Read More Are you an Observer?