As I write today’s entry, I’m having trouble with my voice. You see, something in the air is irritating my throat and I’ve been coughing for the past four nights. My poor husband seems to be sleeping straight through my noise. Thank God for that, but I wake up feeling like I need eight more hours of… Continue reading Writing about Your Life: I Want to Hear Your Voice!
“I grew up in a soup bowl.” No, I did not originally begin my story with those words, but that image came to me when I later thought about the twenty-one people who surrounded me in a three bedroom house. When I wrote The Price of Pearls, I knew I wanted to let my readers… Continue reading Writing About Your Life: It’s in You!