I suppose this is a question that is something every budding writer asks. I assume they ask anyway. It seems to be a little like why paint, or garden or any other drive. The difference is that with a garden you can sit back and look at your work and enjoy. Or have guests come and admire your work.
Painting is the same. There it is, the art, on the wall for all to see.Read More »Why do I write?
In an earlier post, I wrote about the biggest thing I learned from my dad. It was not what most people would have supposed. I might not have even guessed it until after he passed away which is too bad. There is a Mike and the Mechanics song from way back that talked about that.
Today I want to focus on what I learned from my mom.Read More »What I learned from my mom