A Place in the Heart

The Vast Landscape has a place in the heart, all its own. Never. quit. your. dreams. A touching, humbling reader comment. ‘Jackie~ for quite some time I thought you were the main character in your well written book, full of emotion. I know now you are not but perhaps bits are you ! WOW! The intense sensitivity throughout the middle of the book brought me to tears several times. (and

Origins

I could live inside the world of film. A matinee during the week, when the whole world is at work, one of my most favorite things. Moving images. Images so crucial to how my writing process works. Boots and a bag. Simple, basic image right? Not so much, the picture stays with me for weeks, turning over possibilities, the jumping off point. Those boots and that bag left home with me at eighteen, the

He Ain't Ugly Fo' Sure

I told my therapist today if The Vast Landscape stunk, I would’ve stopped writing. And, had A LOT of time on my hands. Apparently, it did not. An awesome Friday afternoon email. Thank you, kind reader. I love receiving your feedback. The Zack comment was THE BEST, made me LMAO! …yeah, he’s oh so Dr. Pretty. And yes KM, wait until you meet Jake in Georgia Pine. He ain’t ugly fo’

One Piece of Pretty ‪

9-13-14 The Vast Landscape Book Signing Grass roots marketing, a friend mentioned the other day. Yes, I suppose The Vast Landscape is just that. I am just stubborn enough, crazy enough, ambitious enough to believe I could self-publish a book. Those of you who know me, understand living with mental illness is no joke, any step forward and out of the house is a huge accomplishment. Thanks for coming out, for the humbling support. The Vast

Comings and Goings

Because it’s raining, and my mother sits in the kitchen with a pencil reading Georgia Pine., first edits. I reflect. Typing in my Zen room, deep in the world of Georgia Pine. I work fast, anxious to see how the story ends, intersects, everything comes to a close. (even I don’t know if they characters will veer left or right). I am melancholy. I will miss Harrison, and her descendants. For me, living in