Hi there! I’m a fiction writer. Written all my life. Want to inspire if I can. Living on a guest horse ranch in Baja California, Mexico. Married to a Mexican Cowboy!
The Courage to Be
The second she heard the garage door open, Catherine tensed. All day she felt relaxed and at ease. This was her time to be herself. Once in a while, a flash of anxiety swept through her because she knew her husband Paul was due to arrive later that evening. He worked hard for his family and she admired that in him.
The Rays of Joy That Flow Through My Pen
My Dad used to tell me I was going to be a late bloomer in life. As it turns out, he was right. For most of my adult life, I've searched for "that thing" I do that defines me as a person. My husband found his calling, my son and daughter found there's but what is mine?
Katie's Secret Garden
Eight-year-old Katie looked up from her coloring book when she heard her parents’ angry voices. This made her sad. Her parents were fighting more often lately, and she didn’t know why. She felt very uncomfortable. Slowly she closed her book and put her crayons away. She knew exactly what to do.
For The Love of My Characters
I’m in the process of writing a young adult fantasy fiction book. When I think about the characters and what’s coming down the line for them, I’m giddy with excitement. The first eight chapters are with the editor at this very moment!
The Horse that Runs with the Wind
Years ago, I dreamed of becoming a barrel racer. When horse fever attacked me at age seven, it never left, and visions of flying around a barrel pattern, riding perfect figure eights all the way, while at a full out run against the clock with everyone cheering me on, was a dream: and a real adrenaline rush.
Chapter 5: At the Edge of the Forest
Kendra felt as if her heart was suddenly ripped apart. How could she leave Kira alone and scared? Although she knew this day would come, she also knew it was the only way to keep her daughter safe. She raced down the hill to her house and quickly gathered her bow and arrows from the hook above the hearth mantle. She also grabbed a small dagger and put it inside the pocket of her tunic.
Chapter Four: At The Edge of the Forest
It was dark when Kendra woke up that morning. She stretched on her soft, feather bed and rubbed her eyes, still half asleep. She checked on Kira who slept peacefully. There was no sound to be heard except the deep breathing of her beautiful daughter.
Life With Mom
When I was six years-old my mom began drinking. While my father was at work she screamed and yelled at me all day long. She drank increasingly. I didn’t know why. Sometimes I called my dad at his office and asked when he was coming home. He knew when I called there was trouble.
Chapter Three: At The Edge Of The Forest
CHAPTER 3: Young Kira “Kira! Kendra’s hands lay resting on her hips while she impatiently called to her 13-year-old daughter. “One more time and don’t forget to breath before you release the arrow!” She flounced her hands in the air with frustration. “Again! Concentrate child!”