I never thought I'd be the sort of author who would (or could) say, "I've just come back from a research trip!" I never thought I'd say, "My research trip was six weeks long. And it took me to Europe."  But here I am. Saying those very...

The Magic of Memoir in my life. Months and months ago, I met Brooke Warner, C0-founder of She Writes Press, and Linda Joy Meyers, President of the National Association of Memoir Writers. They were putting together an anthology and doing a contest. They said, "Send us an...

I've been Sleuthing Around lately. You might say snooping, ferreting, digging. My days are spent with my head in a book, a movie, some old documents, letters. But it's not as dreary as it sounds. It's kind of Sherlock-Holmes-ish. I always did love a good...

The Zambezi Floodplain separates the towns of Kalabo and Mongu. When I lived in Kalabo, it was an eight or ten hour canoe or 4-wheel drive trip to get from one to the other. This week I got an email saying, "HEY! Have you seen the...

The liquid and ever-changing world of book publication reminds me that just when I get comfortable, things are most likely going to change. This time it's my Book Distributor. I've gotten a new book distributor ...

Rebecca LeBoeuf, Editorial Assistant at The Penman Review emailed me a month ago about a Q&A for The Penman Profile. I said sure, I 'd love to do that. Over the course of the month, we emailed back and forth. Over the course of the month, my...

I've been in this relationship for over 15 years. And I'm Saying Good-Bye. We initially got acquainted fifteen years ago. But since January of 2014, we notched up 184 meetings of one sort or another.  It's been a long and significant relationship, and I'm calling it quits, kissing it good-bye,...

My website and I spent a week together doing a Make Over with web designer and friend, Eric Heuer. The big question is: How Often Should A Website Be Updated? Do you really need a website makeover? According to itd interactive, there are a lot of updates...

I had a grand four days in Austin, Texas. First of all, Texas is not North Dakota. The trees were blooming and the outdoor pool called my name. I had three free hours before the conference welcome and I spent it getting in a great swim...

    I love the drawing of this horse: his alert ears, his eyes that ask questions. I love these words: "On the breeze he heard a shrill song, it was a cricket, singing on a rock." Lately, all I do is listen. And write. I hear the singing of...