Easter Morning

Starlight faded into the sunrise as it overtook the previous night. “Hurry, Joanna. Move faster.” Mary gripped the burial cloths tighter under her arm. Her feet padded silently on the packed earth pathway. “We must reach the tomb before sunrise, or someone may stop us.” Mary’s heart pounded. She pushed the other women close together….

Prayer Softens Reality

#friendship #prayer We sat at tables pushed together for our critique group meeting. The group welcomed me after a prolonged absence from my mother’s illness, and her recent passing. The group offered condolences and related their prayers for my heart. My friend, Susie, nodded, “And how are you holding up? We were concerned about you.”…

Illustrating Harper

Harper is awakened by a strange sound. She thinks there might be a band playing in the city park across the street, and decides to explore. Her kitty, Zoey, joins her strange adventure up a steep hill. The creatures and destiny are unexpected! This is a full bleed, acrylic watercolor, pen and ink line drawing…

Mourning

#loss #Cancer #sadness I thought of you the day before yesterday, when I opened my front door and heard the birds chirp, signaling Spring’s approach. You always delighted in birds of any size.I thought of you yesterday when the Robins returned and played in the plum tree. You enjoyed watching them flit among the branches….

Goodbye, Mama

#Alzheimers #lungcancer #goodbye Last night, my Mama passed into Heaven. We knew she lost her battle with cancer, and she was ready to go. She was my best friend, and confidante. Alzheimer’s Disease robbed her of many precious memories, but not her essence. Mama was a queen among women, dignified, gentle, strong—beautiful and gracious to…

Morphine or Milkshake?

#hospice #caregiver #Caregivers My left hand grasped the bottle of liquid morphine. It’s come down to this? The king of pain med. “Mom, I need to squirt this between your teeth and your cheek. It’s pretty bitter, but I’ll give you some Lime yogurt after, okay?” The dropper between my right-hand fingers shook, suspended with…

“The River Angel”

The River Angel occurs in a 1942 logging camp, and follows two young sisters hiking to the nearby river. On that hot August morning, they encounter an unexpected and terrifying situation—who will survive, and how? #River #Angels #siblings This AFPA (Acceptance for Publication Agreement) surprise-landed on my desk—I’m elated for my first paid story! It’s…

Writer’s Conferences

#writercommunity #writerslife #authorslife A few friends and I registered for the West Coast Christian Writer’s Conference. Our last experience there in 2017 was exceptional. I thought the workshops were relevant, encouraging, and I made connections there for brainstorming and story submissions. This year’s round table small groups appear fantastic! Attendees are granted the choice to…

Bookmark Sketch

Inside our church’s coffee shop, Mary and I drank our mochas. She leaned toward me, “I was told that you’re an artist. True?” “Yup.” I set my cup on the table, “I ran a mural business for years. Why?” “I’d like to give first-time visitors to Single’s Ministry a little something. Would you be willing…

The Dating Dock Illustrations

Author, Dee Aspin, hired me to create black and white pen and pencil illustrations depicting a dating journey on a kayak or speedboat. The journey ranges from fun, adventurous, or confusing and scary. Personal stories are included, and its purpose is to give hope. The book is targeted for those in their twenties or thirties…