Today I am background noise in the periphery of their day.
Serial Killers, Severe Weather & Bully Sticks
Agents, #Pitmad and Starbucks
Wish me luck! I just sent in my request from #Pitmad as Jo and Tucker's story is out there for her to see. This is the second time I have tried to submit to the agent that requested it . Everything happens for a reason. I found two typos in the proposal. No matter how... Continue Reading →
Debate not Divide
Let's begin a dialogue, you and I, we may disagree, but we can close the divide of America, with a slice of pizza.
Country Roads, Turtles and Muscle Cars
The door opens and a twenty-something male exits the vehicle in a wife beater t-shirt, bulked up and tattooed. I think to myself, this could be bad.
Barnes & Noble, Books A Million and the future of brick and mortar book stores.
In my humble opinion, authors must stick together and in a cohesive voice, begin a conversation to save our future.
Good-bye, God Speed.
He never blamed, he overcame.
A snapshot in time; life as a writer.
I just submitted an entry to an impromptu contest held by one of three dream agents. I just did it; she put out requirements, five words plus an extra credit and I wrote it no more than one-hundred words. Had a blossoming idea and called my sister who worked in a customer service call center.... Continue Reading →
Pizza, ice cream, and agents, oh my!
It's about sharing the pie and not just making sure you get your piece.
On the cusp of publication.
My journey is like a sailboat and the winds are southern in nature. They blow hard and strong through the hurricane season only to quiet and ultimately still for periods longer than I am willing to admit.
#HOGWild18: Day 4 – Knoxville to Pigeon Forge, Gatlinburg, Tennessee & Asheville, North Carolina
via #HOGWild18: Day 4 - Knoxville to Pigeon Forge, Gatlinburg, Tennessee & Asheville, North Carolina
He’s 85-years-old, good health for his age with the mind of a 2-year-old.
He doesn't know that I am his child is tragic. I am unable to offer comfort because I am a stranger. He doesn't want me to poke him with needles anymore. I promise him that I won't.
Monica McCabe, Feature Author
via Behind the Story: Monica McCabe