Going Home
I grew up as a coal miner's daughter in a small Kentucky town. A lot of my writing revolves around that time and place, but it centers...
Juggling
I am in the midst of trying to arrange my schedule to accommodate travel, poetry readings, book signings and performances, while still...
Fluvia and Gremlin
Doug and I went to the river today to relax. It was blisteringly hot, so we took some river chairs and a cooler of beer...our recipe for...
Floatocalypse
We live close to the Black River in rural Missouri. Every year, there is a weekend where the cities empty out and a lot of young people...
Treasure Box
This is a box. It is brown, with a removable lid. No. It is a steel bound wooden chest, infused with magic, protected by a lock...
Wandering in the Wilderness
It was over two years ago that health issues caused me to make some decisions that would dramatically affect my life. At the time, I was...
Up in Smoke
For most of my adult life (since the conception of my first child), I have been an off-again, on-again smoker. There was once a fifteen...
Riding the Rollercoaster
Writing is a lot like riding a rollercoaster...there are highs and lows and, often, you seem to have no control. In the beginning things...
Selling Myself
I love writing and performing. What I don't love so much is marketing myself. It makes me uncomfortable. When I reach out to create...
Why I Write
I've never been good at spontaneous comebacks or improvisation. I want the time to think things through, to be precise, to express...
