Standing Together for the Good

Today I awoke to a rare problem – a morality question – that came in the form of a man who does carpentry for us, who I will call Harold for the sake of his anonymity. My husband started my day by saying, “I just heard from the foreman for our project that Harold didn’t…

5 Obstacles to Writing 20 Minutes a Day

I will be presenting a workshop entitled “How to Improve Your Writing in Just 20 Minutes a Day” in April, 2012 at the Story Circle Network national writing conference in Austin.  I am pleased to have had my proposal accepted.  This is a fine organization and I’m proud to be included. I conceived of this…

Prompt: Open my heart

“Open my heart, dear Lord, and guide me. Help me to know how to proceed,” Celeste whispered as she stared out at the dark road. It was midnight, her tire was flat, and she was twenty miles from the nearest town. She looked at the thermometer on her dashboard – 27 degrees – and the…

Prompt: A Tough Week

This has been a hard week. My beloved sister-in-law died on Tuesday and that was good in that she was no longer suffering, but bad from the point of view that I was fifteen hundred miles away when I wanted to be by her bedside. I talked to her the day before she died and…

Prompt: Taxi, Lonely and Nail formed from Random Scrabble Tiles

August Delaney sat in the taxi feeling lonely and sad. How could she ever find another friend as wonderful as Lily? When would she ever get to see Lily again now that she and her family were moving to Brazil? August looked down at her fingernails, freshly manicured with little pink lilies on each nail,…

Prompt: The Word “Alone”

Alone. What does that mean in my life at this point? I hardly know. It can be safely said that I am almost never alone. Two of my children – even though they are grown – still live with me and they are here part of every day. Then there’s my husband who is with…

Sandra Adams Leatherwood, RIP

Today at 5:30 pm, my beloved sister-in-law, Sandra, died. I talked to her yesterday on the phone and told her I loved her and would see after her three grown girls. Today, all day I have thought about her and then late this afternoon, I received the phone call. Sandra is one of my oldest…