Tag Archives: musing

Passing the Baton

Just yesterday I heard of the passing of a dear friend. Kim Mutch Emerson. Maybe some of you knew her or heard of her. She was an author, an encourager, a life coach, a prayer warrior, a lover, and a … Continue reading

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End and Begin

Whoa it’s been awhile since I’ve written on my blog. I’m so bad at this sometimes. I remember promising my mom I would keep up with my diary. Ha! Here’s what I wrote in most of it. “Dear Diary. Nothing … Continue reading

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Making Music

Rhythm in a literary work is captivating. Mesmerizing. It draws the reader or listener like sweet honey draws a bear, and holds them captive. Rhythm gives flavor to words and sensuality to concepts. Continue reading

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Gray

Gray is an envelope of mist, a blanket of both cold and warmth. One cloud. Droplets of nature’s sweat. When I am in gray, all my senses are overwhelmed with her caress. Gray demands my attention. She shuts out the … Continue reading

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Making Believe

Cassandra’s Castle is based on a coming of age theme. What does it take to understand the difference between the romanticized version of rebellion and freedom, and the often quite different reality of war? It is a question that should be asked by any generation, not just naïve young girls Continue reading

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Making Believe I can Sing!

What is it about singing? I remember when I was little I loved when mom went shopping and made me stay home alone. I’d wait by my bedroom window, which faced the front porch and the two car garage, and … Continue reading

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