Several months ago, I asked myself how I could make my Sabbath-day worship more meaningful, and one of the thoughts I had was that I could m...

I've been unhappy several times the last couple of months. More than several times, actually, and every time I feel myself succumbing t...

Once upon a time, two brothers went for a walk in the woods, and on their way, they met the Future. She was neither pretty nor plain, short...

I don't like to interrupt rounds of "An Agent's Inbox," but the blogging bug bit me last night, and I couldn't hold th...

When I was a teenager, I had this List of Qualities My Future Husband Will Have. I can’t remember if I ever wrote it down (I really, really ...

Adams Canyon is a popular hike in my hometown. The trailhead is only a few miles up the highway from my parents' house, so I've hike...

Querying and submitting aren't exactly alike--the biggest difference, of course, is that you have an agent in your corner when you'r...

Honey Bear and I set some personal and family goals last night, and it got me thinking about my writing goals, both for this year and for la...

I’ve been feeling a little…restless lately. About my writing. And I think I’ve finally figured out what the problem is: I’m not doing enough...

With the start of a new year, I, like everybody else, have been thinking about goals. I don't like calling them resolutions, because res...