ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Dear April,
March was a whirlwind (literally and figuratively) and now here we are. April One. Winter is gone. Spring is here for real.
April reminds me of Easter, even though this year, Easter has already come and gone. Some of my favorite flowers bloom in April—tulips, daffodils, iris.
What am I working on? Lots of things. I’m having a hard time concentrating on one particular thing because there’s so much I want to be doing, as well as things that need my attention.
Rabbits. I’ve been chasing rabbits. And speaking of rabbits, you must read my friend Gary Henderson’s post about Rabbit Holes. Especially you writers. I can so relate, and I’m sure you will too.
So here are my rabbits projects.
Sequel: I’ve started on my sequel.? Continue Reading
“The Woods” provided mystery. “The only patch of woods in our flat world of cotton and soybean fields passed the window in a dark blur.” Kids see the world through creative and colorful lenses, their imaginations pushed to high gear. If you’ve read my book, The Accidental Salvation of Gracie Lee, you know about this particular stand of trees. Gracie Lee and her little sister, Abby, studied the woods from the back seat of Momma’s car each time they traveled to and from Boon Chapel—at a minimum, twice on Sunday.
Any place unusual in the Delta was considered interesting and worthy of extra thought and usually given a special name such as Thrill Hill or Dead Man’s Curve or Blue Hole.
But especially The Woods.Continue Reading
