After years of traveling to national conferences and writing conventions in the south and southeast, I'm ready to stay home in Corpus Christi.  But I have gifts.  I have met with editors and literary agents.  One absolutely interesting conference allowed me private mentorship with Holly Mills, formerly of the Saturday Evening Post. I've learned ( Read more... )

“The world sure looks different at 4:30 a.m.”  Bill reflected as he sipped coffee from a tin cup and waited.  The prairie was cool and quiet.  From the northeast, a shower of meteors streaked across the pitch sky.  During his boyhood years, his father would point to the sky, saying “Quick, son.  Make a wish!”  Decades later, he realized he only had ( Read more... )