I mailed FINAL manuscript yesterday. That was it – all changes, all writing, all information is now locked and loaded – and unchangeable. The next time I see my words, they will be nicely wrapped in a gorgeous 4-color paperback book cover. The permanence of my words began to scare me. On the way to…
by Jennifer Anthony The Princess of Wales waits at the harbor early in the morning on an uncharacteristically warm March Saturday. After a week of rain and dreariness, it is 52 degrees, and sunny. A cerulean sky gazes down at the brigade of boats bobbing in the water. Chunky cumulus clouds bumble around the horizon,…
by Cheri Eplin If it takes a village to raise a child, then it takes a group of 29 Rotarians—and one sister-in-law willing to help translate—to change the lives of 143 patients, mostly children, from the university city of Pereira, Colombia. Rotaplast, a program that provides surgical intervention to eliminate untreated cleft lips and palates,…
by Gloria Fallon My friend Patty and I didn’t say much as we loaded our luggage into the rental car at Keflavik Airport. We’d just landed in Iceland, and already we were silenced by the landscape. “It looks like we’ve landed on Mars,” Patty finally said as we took it all in. Since we met…
Natasha Bedingfield’s song has moved me in the past few days. This is a pivotal week and I can feel the change. My FINAL manuscript is due on Tuesday. The next time I see the words that have spilled forth from my heart, they will be in the form of a real book. Also, my…
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Aren’t birthdays just the greatest? My motto is, celebrate long, celebrate often, and don’t forget those unbirthdays!!! Birthday Part I: Wednesday evening champagne flight at the Ritz. The girls and a guy or two came out to toast my birth. There was a dashing woman on a nearby couch who had to ask if we…