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Writing Family Keepsakes

My mother and her twin brother will turn 94 in about three weeks. The way people live have changed so much in those 94 years that it is a wonder their heads aren’t spinning. Children today know so little about what life used to be like. They are so caught up with today’s gadgets and latest toys that it is probably harder for them to imagine what it was like 94 years ago than it is for my mom

Happy Birthday Honeycomb Adventures Press, LLC

Honeycomb Adventures Press, LLC: 1st birthday It is time to celebrate! Honeycomb Adventures Press, LLC is one year old today! This has been a learning process for me from the very beginning. With shallow pockets I have been teaching myself the ropes beginning with my writing, then teaching myself to do the hand applique for the quilt picture illustrations in The Creation, and then teaching myself to do layout in InDesign. I found great cheerleaders and coaches along the way

Samplings from my Month of Poetry

A group of writers, mostly from Australia, undertake an annual Month of Poetry in January. Writers from all over push themselves to write a poem every day. Some days we crank out surprisingly nice poems while other days, well you could say it just stinks… But there’s something envigorating about having made the daily effort. We’ve passed the half-way point in the month so I thought I would share a few of my hurriedly

My books are here

My books finally arrived. Jack Allen of Old Dominion Freight Lines made the delivery. Checking out the final product and loving it. My books came today. I’m dancing on the ceiling. This is a dream come true for me. I couldn’t wait to open a carton of books and examine a copy. They are everything I hoped they would be. Of course I had to get a picture of me with all my boxes. Now to move on with marketing the books…   Putting

New Beginnings

Kayla Wallace ready for her first day of preschool As I read the posts of so many of my Facebook friends I keep seeing “first day of school” or “first day of college” again and again. How exciting it is when we go through a new door – exciting and apprehensive at the same time. Will I make new friends? Will people like me? Will I be able to keep up with all my classes? Yet the excitement and anticipation of