CAN I DO IT?

I can't remember how long it has been since I had a weekend with nothing much to do. I've been off work since Wednesday. My daughte...

Yep, this is going to be about my dad. This week I'm feeling a little emotionally vulnerable. a song can make me cry like a baby. Th...

This notebook represents my eager attempts to get one of my stories published. It has charts, sticky notes, submission requirements for clo...

Workshop with Author Louise Hawes October 8 and 9, 2011 Place: Private Home in Raleigh NC Time: 9-3 each day Details: This workshop...

This past weekend my friend Elizabeth and I went to see her mom and sister in Scottsdale, Arizona. We stayed in a beautiful hotel, The Scot...

A few months ago, my sisters and I sorted through the things my father saved for us in a big trunk. We made piles for the five of us. Re...

I've been stymied about what to write here because I said I was finished with my dad's story, and it's still very much on my m...

July 1 marked the one year anniversary of my father's death. For many months, I've justified my sadness by saying, It's only be...

In June I ran over my cat and made it through Father's Day and my father's birthday without him. June 10 made twenty-eight of my mom...

Some of you may remember my post about a weekend I spent in Lake Bonaparte with Jan Phillips . I'm excited to tell you that Jan is comi...

I thought I told everyone to watch out for the cat. “He sleeps under your cars, under your tires, in the middle of the driveway.” I left br...

My husband and I were having dinner last night - our third meal that involved cheddar cheese - and I sighed audibly. "What's wrong?...

We've missed another false deadline for the Rapture, so I guess the last horrible days will be moved forward too. I'd like to think ...

Today at church, my minister suggested something that will probably cause you to read this blog and go, "Say WHAT?" He suggested ...

One year ago yesterday, my dad had a normal day. One year ago today, all that changed. Here's a story I wrote about that day. STAIRS On...

Right after Hurricane Fran wreaked havoc on our neighborhood, I became a mild hoarder. My children will attest to the fact that I stocked wa...

This could almost be one of my "Week in Pictures" posts, but I feel compelled to say a few words. It's been quite a few days....

(This photograph was taken at a previous exhibit.) Friday night was the reception for the new photographs we hung in the Long View Gallery. ...

Mother Nature is acting like she's in menopause: hot one minute and cold the next. But I know that spring is within sight. I haven't...

"All joy is the same, arising from an identical Universal source; every sadness is unique, rooted in its own particular circumstance....