Normally, my blog is all about books and writing. But today I'm going to take a little detour from that theme and tell a brief, true and heartwarming story about a lost dog we named Orphan Wells...
Despite what felt like an inordinate amount of rain this May, I refused to be kept indoors!
I love reading. But I'm a busy gal. I likely won't be able to work my way through Stephen King's expansive horror collection before Halloween. What is a girl to do then? Lightbulb! Podcasts!
I wore a red shirt, khaki shorts and hoop earrings, tame for a girl who went through an extended suspenders phase and coveted her best friend's red, ruffled Spanish dancing dress. But this was 7th grade and I wanted to fit in...
It's Saturday, so I thought I'd have a little fun storytelling time. As a writer and an author (The Travelers), I tell stories. That's basically the essence of a writer. I thought it would be fun to write down some of my oft told stories. When I think about this story, it feel a little like a fable in that there is a moral embedded in here somewhere. So I'm going to write it that way. Once upon a time....
Wake up to my dog taking a running leap off the bed while barking so loudly it makes the windows rattle and all because a squirrel scurried across the roof. Reluctantly get up and throw on a t-shirt and sweat pants...