Francis, Charles and Jane

In 1786, a twelve year old boy named Francis entered the Royal Navy Academy in Portsmouth, England.  He was called “Fly” by his family and his intellect and hard work soon impressed the staff of the Academy.  As many as 97% of the boys who entered the school were...

My Dad, Happy Father’s Day

My father taught me to take responsibility, take the initiative, and be accountable.  He also taught me to pay attention, form my own opinions and be willing to defend them against all comers.  Maybe that is why my father and I disagreed on all most everything by the time...

Meet My Mom

My mother died when she was thirty six years old.  I was nineteen.  No, this is not a feel sorry for me because I was so young kind of story, my sister and brother were younger.  I will admit I spent way too much time being angry at God...

Kellynch and Jane

Is there anyone in the Western English speaking world who has not heard of Jane Austen? I hope not, since Miss Austen is one of the most beloved writers of the English language. She is primarily remembered for writing six books: Sense and Sensibility (1811), Pride and Prejudice (1813),...

Write Drunk, Edit Sober – Ernest Hemingway

Write drunk, edit sober, a quote ascribed to Ernest Hemingway. Of course Hemingway said it.  Anyone who knows anything about Hemingway knows he was a drunk, a drinker, a consumer of great quantities of intoxicants.  He had to have said that.  But, what if he said it and he...

“Keep Reaching For The Stars” – Casey Kasum

Do you remember when Casey Kasum told us “to keep reaching for the stars?”  If you do, you’re showing your age, just as I am.  None the less, remembering his signing off mantra from his weekly radio show is a perfect way for me to introduce my topic, “reaching...

Monet and Me

I believe it is important to embrace one’s heritage.  We all have a history to be proud of and I was a “country hick.”  You don’t believe me?  Well, when I was a kid I was sure the only writer worth honoring was Louis L’ Amour.  Between Louis handling...

The Elf in my Shoe

Chapter Two – guest author Alexandra Wilson Henry J watched his feet swinging under the cracked vinyl bus seat, his forehead pressed against the seat in front of him, as the bus rattled and bounced down the street.  The other kids were laughing and chatting quietly, but he had...

The Elf In The Shoe

Chapter One:   “Henry J, get down here and eat your breakfast.  The bus is going to be here any minute.” “Coming, Dad.” “Well, hurry up, already.  I’ve called you now three times.  I made oatmeal, your favorite.” “Is that the burning smell?” “There’s no burning smell down here. ...

Had big plans tonight! Went to see Lois

Had big plans tonight! Went to see Lois Lowry, writer of “The Giver” at an author’s chat. Planned to fantasize about doing one myself. Joke was on me. Turned away at the door. Sat on the grass and daydreamed about it. Had fun anyway. http://ow.ly/i/adlGs http://ow.ly/L9qTV...