Time’s Winged Chariot

But at my back I always hear/Time’s winged chariot hurrying near–Andrew Marvel (1621-1678) Before you think this post is going to be a downer, let me assure you it is quite the opposite.  Allow me to explain… First of all, the poem. Notice the poet’s dates. 1621-1678. This is a long time ago. How long? Shakespeare…

A Full Heart

My heart is so full of so many things today that it is hard to pick one to write about. My mother’s story is winding down.  While she is not dying exactly, she has a lot of health problems, and she is getting tired of fighting them. She is readying herself for the end of her…

A Great Love Story

The first flush of love is so fun to write.  Chests heaving, hearts pounding, minds reeling–it is all so wonderful and tantalizing. As I begin a sequel to Megan’s Christmas Knight, however,  I find that I want to take Megan and Nick’s relationship to the next level–to move it from being a one-shot, simple fantasy romance to something deeper and more…

Nick Chapter 5

Megan has been whisked away to parts unknown, to a village of craftspeople producing objects of incredible quality and beauty.  Nick tells her he has bought her there to heal her troubled soul, but she is about to discover that her adventure has only just begun: Chapter 5 Nick arrived early the next morning as Meg,…