The Ivy and the Shears (by Peggy Trotter)
I once bought a lovely little plant. A vine, really. It was quite small, but beautiful. I kept the ivy inside for a few months and it didn’t do very…
I once bought a lovely little plant. A vine, really. It was quite small, but beautiful. I kept the ivy inside for a few months and it didn’t do very…
A kind word doeth good like medicine. The other day a Facebook friend sent me one of those memes that showed a bear, a saying and the word hugs. When…
My new book is finding its fans. I know this because I’ve been receiving feedback from people I’ve never met. It’s no longer my mom, sister, and friends giving me…
Jesus knew who He was, but made the point to ask his disciples if they knew as they gathered one night in Caesarea. Only Peter identified Him as Messiah. Before…
What a release to write so that one forgets oneself, forgets one’s companion, forgets where one is or what one is going to do next—to be drenched in sleep or…
Are You A “Newbie” Struggling to Finish Your First Manuscript? Has the bite of the perfectionist bug slowed you down? Are you tempted to quit? I consider myself a “newbie”…
I started my writing journey about eleven years ago when I enrolled in a class on writing for children and teens. Although I’d harbored secret desires of being a…
Clara has always been a fainter. She passes out at the sight of blood. Once she fainted when she bumped her head on a door. Due to her habit of…
I wrote a novel. It’s not what I expected to write; yet when I sat down to write, the words just flowed onto the page. I had lots of ideas…
As I write this, I’m sitting in the dentist office waiting room waiting for my youngest to get a filling. Poor kid. Life can sometimes feel like one big cavity—painful,…