I came to the Land Between the Rivers. Walked in the steps of shades. Waded in mud and ooze and wet. Remembered.
Perhaps.
I fly to the Land Among Waters. Walk in the footprints of Time. Wade through rain-soaked green. Birth experiences to remember.Continue Reading
Drowning. I’m drowning in books. Advance reader copies of Not Without My Father: One Woman’s 444-Mile Walk of the Natchez Trace. I’m part of a crack team of crazies: publisher, publicist and author. We’re working together to get Not Without My Father covered everywhere on launch day – January 15, 2015!
I don’t think it’s fair for a bunch of strangers to read my book first. Not when so many of you were practically walking beside me on the Natchez Trace.
I spent yesterday morning crying, I mean, volunteering at Rotary Happy Feet. A joint production of Mount Pleasant and East Cooper Breakfast Rotary Clubs, Happy Feet gives school shoes and socks to children whose parents could otherwise not afford them.
I cried, because I helped Jonathan. He’s already a heartbreaker, and he’s only four.Continue Reading