I’m heading to four conferences this spring. That’s a lot, but I go because I always come away with something of value.
Writers’ conferences offer speakers touching on subjects of import to me as I seek to perfect my writing and reach more readers. (Continue Reading)
On a recent trip to Florida, my husband, some friends, and I took a short boat ride out to an uninhabited barrier island. We hiked out to the beach, and they pulled up a seat while I continued on to hunt shells. I was perhaps a quarter mile away when I decided to take a quick dip to cool off. As I turned to go back to shore, a searing pain burned through my foot. I stumbled out of the water, fell onto the sand, and watched as blood pumped with every heartbeat from the top of my foot. The pain threatened to cause a blackout.
Here are the things that went through my mind as I sat there: