Everybody's leaving. Don't get me wrong. I don't regret staying here with Mamie, but it sure isn't easy watching everybody go off to their real lives. Terry insisted on taking me to church again, and I insisted we drag Patsy along behind to act as unofficial chaperone. Poor Patsy thinks I'm trying to proselytize her... Continue Reading →
Ever wanted to? The Boneman will have his due… So a buddy of mine and I were talking a few months back, and she wanted a beta for a book. It's me. I mean, when have I ever turned down a book? I am so glad I read this beta. The magic is outstanding. The... Continue Reading →
Tiny Crosses, the first of the Southern Gothic novels on Radish, begins in the height of a mid-south summer. With the summer bearing down on us, I thought I'd hand you a preview of this one, free on Radish. Boyd finally tuned in after a moment, “We had someone call the police. They’ll be here... Continue Reading →
It may be the end of autism awareness month for those not living the "Aut" life, but it doesn't end for us. We will go on living the life as softly as we can. Here's my boy and his crazy dog (who has his own challenges but just gets D) living the life. Around the... Continue Reading →
So, I'm a girl. I've been a girl for a long, long time. It's really a career choice at this point, and I'm reader and writer of romances. Yes, I've even written stuff like this: He nodded. “Mrs. Markey, it’s been a pleasure meeting you, and you have a lovely home.” Boyd Ramsey grabbed up... Continue Reading →
That movie... It's a Russian film from 2015, and it is phenomenal. The story is intricate. The visuals are beautiful, and it's on Amazon Prime now. So, run, go... Shoo. You need to see this.
So, it's that month again. Every April you're gonna get a little awareness from me, so let's go. I thought this time I'd just describe our life with teen autism. D is severely autistic. He cannot speak. His IQ tests at below 40, but he has comprehensive language, no expressive at all really. He's also... Continue Reading →