Let’s just rip the band-aid off. Last month, I received two emails within twenty-four hours from agents declining the opportunity to represent my work...
My stomach dropped, but my feet were still on the ground. Staring at a man who was four inches shorter than my five feet nine, all I could think to myself was, “This is not who I thought I would be jumping out of an airplane with.”
Courage doesn't require perfection. It just requires that you start.
“Deborah, something’s not quite right.” My mother squirmed...
A prayer for teachers
"Doctors have a support group they attend after trying to treat me." Nan Trammell Jones graciously asked me to be a guest on Faith Notes today.
Everyone has a story at the back of the line.
Tales from a Hungarian Hospital Part 2
A botched proposal, and some writing advice for the Blue Ridge Conference blog.
No toilet paper. At least I think that’s what the Hungarian nurse signaled to me. Her hand pointed to the empty cardboard roll while she shook her head...