Author Lisa A. Kramer flew from Massachusetts to walk part of the Natchez Trace with me. She doesn’t know it, but her visit was a monumental jolt for my writing dream. It isn’t easy to get people to care about words.

Because words are everywhere.
Many words are free.
Her decision to visit convinced me to follow my dream. If I touched one person enough to fly across multiple states to meet me, surely I could convince the masses to read my books, right?Continue Reading

Imagine.

The eastern sky was streaked pink and orange when you started walking to Mount Locust. Sunrise dipped into the Mississippi River and set it aflame.

You weren’t there to admire the view, not when you had fifteen miles to cover, weighted down by jangling pockets full of metal and paper.

Your only remaining possessions.Continue Reading