creator, editor, story tender
I begged God to let me know, if it were His will, could I please stop writing. Why? Well, I know I am just as weak and undeserving–and more so–than I was thirty years ago when God commanded me I should begin. When I… Continue Reading “I still have healing herbs….”
I’m a gal, after London’s heart, who would “rather sing one wild song…” But man… it can be exhausting, eh? I’d rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of… Continue Reading “Shake and Bake 31: The WILD Song Edition”
A post-dramatic approach to breast cancer treatment - by a recovering drama queen
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays
A post-dramatic approach to breast cancer treatment - by a recovering drama queen
Because there's never enough time to do it right the first time but there's always enough time to do it over
Stories and photos from Scotland
Historical fiction, poetry, essays