Thursday, March 11, 2021

Here It Is!

I'm so excited to show you the cover for my book, Essay of the Weak. 

Simple, evocative and beautiful! 

Essay of the Weak is now available for pre-order now on Amazon. 

Follow this link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08YFH1VV4



Although the paperback version isn't ready for pre-order yet, I can give you a sneak peek at the back copy. I will post updates about the paperback as soon as I'm able. I'm still planning for its release on March 18th.













Thursday, March 4, 2021

Book News!

 What have I been up to? I'm glad you asked! Besides child care, home keeping, locking down and working, I have finally finished my fourth novel. I know!!! It's been a long time coming, but I'm so happy to announce that on March 18th, 

Essay of the Weak 

will be released on Amazon.

BUT...before that, I will be revealing my cover for Essay of the Weak, designed by my creative and talented sister, Sandy Flewelling of TrueBlue Design. Watch for it on March 11th...

I will also post information about preordering.















Thursday, February 11, 2021

Rosary

 Although I'm not Catholic, I purchased prayer beads a while ago. I find them helpful for structuring my prayer life, but don't use them every day. 

Recently, in working on a poem I had started many years ago, I found a connection between the rosary and footprints in the snow on the lake. Here's what I came up with...


ROSARY

 I still can see his

footprints in the white expanse of snow

that lies between the shore and the island.


 For a bird riding

the north wind,

this trail must resemble the

beads on a string,

a rosary; 

even,

measured,

a circle around the tiny ledges

and back to land.

 

 How could one know if

each step was weighted

with cares

that pressed him against the ice,

or threatened to stop him in his tracks.

 

 Perhaps,

as a rosary,

each one was a prayer

lifted and held up,

every move a cry for grace,

a march in the twilight of the world,

to find where the light is best.

 

 What I see is a steadfast path

that led away,

and then,

returned

to home again.


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