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Story ideas come in such varied ways. Sometimes like a train coming down the tracks at high speeds. For instance, reading a journal from the past can give me a clear idea of a story. Or touring a museum and … Continue reading →

Story ideas come in such varied ways. Sometimes like a train coming down the tracks at high speeds. For instance, reading a journal from the past can give me a clear idea of a story. Or touring a museum and … Continue reading →
Technorati Tags: travel,refilling creative well,Crowsnest Pass,Fort Steele,Bonners Ferry,Boulder City,Bar U Ranch My client has been waiting for weeks for his new handicapped-equipped van. He wanted to go on a trip. I promised him I would take him. Last Saturday he … Continue reading →
As an author I am expected to love books and I do. I happen to know where the library is in most towns I visit. It isn’t usual for me to stroll through them just to admire all the titles. … Continue reading →
Technorati Tags: rainy days,creativity It wasn’t all fun and sunshine while we lived on the road in a bunkhouse. Sometimes it rained. Try and imagine 3 young children, a teenager or two and at least one parent crammed into very … Continue reading →
No not the magic kind with wings and a wand but the kind that takes you across the river. In our days of spending the summers on the road, living in a bunkhouse as we accompanied my father on his … Continue reading →
Technorati Tags: childhood,fishing I’ve been sharing stories of what it was like to live an almost pioneer life when I was a child. Thinking about it brings back many memories. One day the three of us, myself and my two … Continue reading →
As kids, each summer, we lived a life free of restrictions. My Dad worked grading roads and was away from home all week so my mom packed up 3 or 4 kids (depending on when the older kids left home), … Continue reading →
Technorati Tags: history,writing life,fossils,Indian artifacts. I am well equipped in some ways to write historical. No. It’s not because I am a relic. It’s because I grew up with a rich history. I grew up in a very dry area … Continue reading →
Living on a farm means we always have cats around. They keep the mice down. However, my granddaughter, who loves cats, can’t have one. So I gave her one of her own. She was a cute, fluffy thing. Henceforth known … Continue reading →
Technorati Tags: spring,life,God’s love,writing It’s May. Spring. Right. Well not so much. We’ve had days of biting cold, winds that would knock a moose off its feet and snow. Snow. Snow. Where, we ask, is this global warning we hear … Continue reading →