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I’ve always been a little envious of my fiction-writing friends. They can twist and turn their stories in whatever direction their imaginations take them. If the plot seems boring, they can change it. If a character is annoying, they can kill him. Meanwhile, I am...
I stood in line at the funeral home, waiting my turn to express sympathy to my friend. What would I say? She had just lost her husband. No words seemed right. I desperately wanted to say something … anything … to help. I quickly dismissed every thought that came to...
Just sharing the toughest story I ever ghostwrote. Because maybe, like me, you need a little perspective this year. After you read this, will you please pray for this sweet momma and her family? This would have been her son's senior year. March 2015 ... The energy...