I live in the South where being a Southern lady is an honor. I lost both my parents in a car accident in 2002. A part of me died with them. My spirit and drive for life was no longer with me. My doctor advised I start writing for therapy. I did and soon writing became a passion. I have written five books at this time. They can be found on Amazon.com, Kindle and Barnes & Noble. I am enjoying this new journey in life. I know that my mama and daddy are looking down from Heaven saying, "Go daughter go." This keeps me going and I write on and on and on.............
Monday, March 31, 2014
This is a shirt that my group, "The Southern Belle Breakfast Club," has created just for us. We meet every Thursday at one another's house for coffee and laughs around the kitchen table. We always tease that what is said around the kitchen table stays at the kitchen table. We consist of 7 ladies that share many things. We pray for one another in bad times and laugh with one another in good times. This is actually how I came up with the idea of my book The Southern Belle Breakfast Club. We had been meeting for a long time and I told them I was going to write about a group of ladies and "bingo" the plot thickened. I had my manuscript done before I knew it but didn't have a name. One of the ladies said her husband had asked her when was she having coffee with her SBBC again. She didn't know what he was talking about and thought at first he was making a joke. He then repeated the question but this time said ,"When are you going to have coffee with The Southern Belle Breakfast Club?" With his sweet teasing he had delivered me a great name for my book and a terrific name for our group. Thus, we are know as The Southern Belle Breakfast Club.
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
I can honestly remember plucking away at an old typewriter just like this. My typing teacher told me over and over that I would have to cut my long fingernails because she could hear each time I clicked on a key. The clicking sound gave me pleasure as I kept time with the music on the radio. I would trim just a little but never cut them the way she wanted me too. After all, my nails were my pride and joy in my teen years.
Then came the electric typewriters and the hum covered up the click, click, clicking of my nails. This not only made my teacher happy but the students that were seated around me. This way I was able to let my nails grow as long as I wanted while applying fresh nail polish on them everyday.
I thought I was on Cloud 9 when I purchased my first electric typewriter. I would type love letters to my sweetheart, Don. Oh and by the way, we continued to stay sweethearts and have been married for 46 years. We still have our old love letters packed in a box in the attic.
Well, enough of that and back to my story.There would be no more pencils or ink pens in my future or at least that is what I thought. Soon, the electric typewriter got boring to me and I went right back to the pencils and ink pens. I realized I could add flair to my penmanship using just the right ink pen.
Then up popped the computer world. I fought this new gadget with tooth and nail. I wasn't about to learn the evils of a computer and after all it wasn't going to last for long. Well, I ate my words on that statement cause here I am using it every day and enjoying every minute of it.
So, I have learned that you never say never. After deep pondering over the situation I realized this Southern woman was never going back to the click, click, clicking of an old typewriter no matter what amount of joy it gave me in my younger years.
Monday, March 24, 2014
This is the latest of my books. It was fun to write. We made a trip to the mountains so I could take this picture for the cover. Then visited people that had an apple orchard for some quick research about apple farms. My grandson enjoyed having his picture taken.