Southern Diary
First, The Trash
Finishing a deadline is glorious. A writer’s life is not. It’s solitary and random. Like now.
Open Your Eyes, Little One
Put the little moments in focus, and you’ll understand the bigger ones.
The Dreamer and the Dream
It’s an 11th grade dream that only took 40 years. I’m an author. I wrote a book. Miracles do come true. North Georgia Moonshine (The History Press)