One year ago this month, an anesthesiologist sedated me. Then a surgeon used a power saw to cut through the bones in both legs. When I woke up a few hours later I had two brand-spanking-new knees. They have served Read more…
Editor’s note: Spoiler alert for anyone who missed The Good Wife last night. Alicia Florrick, you have made us proud. And shown women everywhere what is possible. As well as what it means to love and truly be loved in Read more…
That’s some powerful positive thinking going on, and it’s what one reader told me in a message a couple of days ago. Oddly enough, I woke up this morning feeling the same way, that belief having taken root in my Read more…
Now that winter’s over for residents of the Mountain State (It is over, right?) I’m coming home. I think John Denver said it best. “Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virginia, Mountain mama, take me Read more…
Recently, I felt just like a kid in a candy store, when I did something I haven’t done since childhood—I climbed aboard a big bus filled with books. When I heard about the bookmobile, I had to check it out Read more…
It’s been a long time in coming, but it’s been compiled in a short few months. And these aren’t even all my old newspaper columns from the Preston County News. So there will be another edition down the road. Here’s Read more…
Drum roll, please, for my newest book cover! If you’ve read Sister of Silence, you might recall that I ended my memoir on a cliffhanger. I promise, it was not intentional. Many readers later wrote, asking what happened after I Read more…
Last week I said I would have a major announcement for you. Actually, I have two. Shatter the Silence, the sequel to my memoir, Sister of Silence, finally has a great book cover. I know you’ve been waiting very patiently Read more…
Reaching a crossroads is never easy. That’s because with crossroads come major decisions, usually with life-changing implications. I’m there now, standing at that figurative place. I’ve battled an internal tug-of-war, and now feel stronger for reaching this point. More certain. Read more…
It’s a two-day trip, but I made it in three. I arrived in Florida on a Thursday almost three weeks ago, having fled West Virginia two days earlier during a snowstorm that followed me south, where it coalesced into ice-covered Read more…