I’m reminiscing about Ireland on this fine day filled with sunshine and two inches of fresh snow. I visited the emerald isle in 2012 and would go back and stay longer the next time. It’s beautiful, magical and you can always find a rainbow (because it rains a lot there). The people are friendly, feisty… Continue reading Get Lucky on St. Patrick’s Day by Elle James aka Myla Jackson
As writers we dedicate a good deal of time to honing our skills. I don’t know any author who doesn’t seek to improve and grow in the craft. But sometimes I think we place a little too much emphasis on technique and not enough on instinct. You see, I’m a pantser. I wrote my first… Continue reading Embracing my inner pantser
As I got older, my eyes got weaker. Something I blamed on age. It never crossed my mind that it was my lifestyle. Boy was I wrong. I went to the doctor, and had an eye opening experience. No pun intended. I work during the day as an ultrasound tech, which means I… Continue reading Our eyes, the windows to our world that we destroy a little each day.
Voirey Linger It’s strange how fast life can change, how quickly everything can turn upside down and leave you struggling to get your bearings. Everything flipped for me on October 6. I got a call from my dad saying he was in the hospital with what he believed was a stroke. Dad’s a recently retired… Continue reading Saying Goodbye to Daddy
I’m a rebel. Now, most people that see me would NOT think I’m a rebel. I don’t wear black from head to toe. I don’t run around with picket signs in my hand…not saying I haven’t, but usually I don’t. I don’t get in your face about my causes. I’m a quiet rebel. But my… Continue reading Real Romance
I am from Arkansas and when we run across an author from our state I check them out. I also like to make a note of any musician making it big from my home state. That means no film is hidden from my perusal. Recently a movie made in Arkansas, written by an Arkansan hit… Continue reading Movie Review – MUD
As a writer, I can be very single-tracked. It’s how I get my work done. I go after it like a bulldog, tearing into a bone. I don’t let go until the work is done and turned in to my editor. But no matter how I try to plan, I have to be flexible enough… Continue reading Being Gumby by Elle James