If an Ellipsis Ran for President . . .
If ever an Ellipsis were to run for President, what would be the platform? No more dot-to-space-ratio lawlessness, of...
Why Farm Wives Prefer Romance Novels (a theory)
Right off the bat, I need to let you know that I haven’t conducted a Gallup Poll about who does and doesn’t read...
The Land of Ish
Personally, I don’t see how we can survive these days without the Land of Ish. I mean, think about it. You’re due in a...
(Un) Focus, won’t you?
At times, my writing focus is about as clear as swamp water. Sometimes I inadvertently go on a writing sabbatical....
Three Easy Rules That Will Change your “Comma Life” Forever
Commas have never intentionally hurt you, have they? Okay, maybe you made a bad grade or two on a school paper because...
Just Connect Me, Dahling!
Verella awoke to the sound of her wrist ringing. Her wrist wasn’t really ringing, but the compact instrument strapped...
Don’t Just Sit There . . . WRITE!
My personal advice to budding writers is not simply . . . WRITE! but dang near it. Like all writers and novelists, I...
Bungler or Ace . . . What Kind of Interviewer Are You?
The recipe for conducting an excellent personal interview can be compared to making a delicious cake. Use the proper...
Mash-Up: Hug an Author, Hitchhiking ala 1930s & A Creepy Story
I'm inviting you to  take a tiny trip with into the Nothing Burger World of Whatever. Why? Why not? Why Mash-Ups?...
Grow Your Own Jewelry
My childhood as the only girl on an Arizona ranch could get downright lonesome. Television and radio reception were...