Posts by Rebecca

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Own up, baby. Own up.

by Rebecca

I hate to sound like a broken record. But every day, literally every day, new developments come to my attention, and I feel the need to comment on these developments.

I am referring, of course, to being a newly published author. A newly published author in the age of the Internet.

Imagine this…

by Rebecca

I was recently a part of an author’s panel discussion that took place in Asheville, North Carolina, at a lovely independent bookstore called Malaprop’s Bookstore & Cafe.

The Next Big Thing

by Rebecca

The very talented Jill Malone (see link below) tagged me to be a part of The Next Big Thing, where writers talk up their work in progress. That makes me #33. It sounds like a great idea, so here goes:

Little stick girl

by Rebecca

Sic enim dilexit Deus mundum ut Filium suum unigenitum daret ut omnis qui credit in eum non pereat sed habeat vitam aeternam. Omnis enim quicumque invocaverit nomen Domini salvus erit. Et ait faciamus hominem ad imaginem et similitudinem nostram et praesit piscibus maris et volatilibus caeli et bestiis universaeque terrae omnique reptili quod movetur in terra.

In the name of research

by Rebecca

Sometimes, some people do things that you really just have to shake your head at. You know they deserve a smack upside the head, or a kick to the shins, but they’ve behaved so badly, all you can do is gape at them, before shaking your head and walking away..

A Dear John by any other name

by Rebecca

For too many years you have been cold to me, colder than any other (okay, there was Churchill, but that was short-lived), and I just can’t handle it anymore. And even when you were warm, your warmth was fickle, changeable, not to be trusted. I often found myself holding my breath, hoping, This time, let it be this time, when I would be convinced things would change. But, no.

My little brother no more

by Rebecca

Considering I just turned 50, and he’s now 44, he’s not really my baby brother anymore. But, of course, he is. Even though his life experiences, I am sure, far surpass my own. After all, he has married, raised children, bought a house or two, become a business owner.