I am loving being able to present different authors on my blog. The experience affords me an opportunity to learn more about what drives a writer to put themselves on the line. Quite simply it is scary place to be. You are out there vulnerable to criticism. Writers, I have decided are brave in a…… Continue reading Edgy Romance with MV Ellis
Been giving a lot of thought to keeping the blog fresh and the one thing I keep coming back to is the people I meet in this career I have embarked on. I am a great believer in paying it forward and the people I meet every day encourage me to do just that and…… Continue reading Cartoons to Romance, let’s look at art
I think children are such a gift and grandchildren even more so. Watching them grow and develop their own personalities is a fascinating process. It is the continuation of life, and observing the repeated features of loved ones reflected in the turn of the head, the shape of the eyes, or just a look, is…… Continue reading The Cabbage Patch Doll
Failure is a word. Words can be manipulated. Certainly, failure on first acquaintance appears unpleasant but if we look beyond that initial first reaction we can view it as a gauge to improvement. It also provides the impetus to re-group and acts as the challenge to our creativity. With luck and hard work, it can…… Continue reading The evolution of failure, who else does it often? (Part 2)
I am loving the idea of sharing the music that I hear when writing. Notice I said hear and not play? I don’t really even know why I make the associations but something about the essence of the characters is locked up in my mind with a particular song. Next thing I find myself…… Continue reading For the Italians out there, do you remember this one?
What do you do when life throws constant curve balls right at your face? Hey, I’m talking heavy duty, lots of kilos, knock you down balls. Well? You find a way to dodge, and swerve until they go away, and they will. Determination and a strong desire to achieve on their own are not…… Continue reading Do you need to shed some curves? Are the balls too heavy?
My mother’s name was Rose. These days it is an old-fashioned name and ironically acceptable because everything old is new. It amuses me because I am Italian and tradition asks we pass names down so the trend doesn’t really apply. It is something we do, or used to do. I passed the name on to…… Continue reading Smelling the roses