Posted by Arlene under about. My mother would be proud. Posted by Arlene under Musings. While celebrating my Golden Heart finalist status in one of many phone calls over the weekend, my friend Pat said something that made me tear up a little. She said my mother would be proud. I experienced a moment of sadness.

Back in the days when the Earth was flat and there be dragons beyond the edge of known waters, intrepid sailors set out in wooden vessels, dependent on wind and currents, to explore for new lands. THE WRITER IS A READER WHO WRITES.

Frightening tales to start your week. The Girl in the Locket. This is one of my favorite ghosts stories from SCARY MONDAYS. With snow falling here in Oklahoma it seemed appropriate. Emma sat the fan back in its place, picked up a locket. She opened it and studied the miniature portrait inside. She always wondered about the woman in the picture. She had pretty blue eyes, a peaches and cream complexion, lovely dark hair.

Making my way in the paranormal world of romantic suspense writing one word at a time. Posted in This and that. Above is a picture from the Secret Keeper. So what happens at a Secret Keepers conference.

I love the weird topics people choose for blogs. chapstick, lolcats, and now the rat blog. But any-who, this lovely man. Devotes his life to blogging about rats. and now sadly, so do i. Do you need a roommate, any one? 6 years, 6 months ago. The sun, that is. 6 years, 6 months ago.

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