Book signing used to terrify me. After six years of shaking hands, having my picture taken with young readers, reciting my hook until my voice came out hoarse, speaking at libraries, schools and conferences, and week-long events, I have finally concluded three things: A book signing without a speaking gig is like ropin’ a…
This summer has slipped by. But not quick enough for my husband and I to venture into the mountains, climbing to the top of Grizzly Mountain lookout tower. We began the day picking huckleberries with one of our sons and his family. Then we forked away and up the mountain. Here is a photo journal…
I was elated when Kelly Wurth asked me to review her book, combing for Native American authenticity. I’d met her during my first Women Writing the West conference three years ago in Kansas City, Missouri and knew she and I would become fast friends and fellow writing supporters. She is a class act and sweet…
Welcome Andrea Downing! What a remarkable woman. We met at Women Writing the West and I’ve come to adore Andrea as a fellow writer, author and lady. I asked Ms. Downing to share with us about her writing and research and this is her story… WRITING, RESEARCH AND ME As any author will tell you,…
What’s so important about a name? How do we find names for our characters? How does Cash turn into Kash? Recently, a friend and fellow author borrowed my horse’s name Cash and flipped it to Kash for a recent character name she was searching for. I know I’ve borrowed our family name, Elizabeth, for my…
Have you ever wanted to write? Fiction? Non-fiction? Short Stories? Memoir? About women and girls in the west…west of the Mississippi? I recently came back from our WWW conference in Redmond, OR. What a trip! I mean both journey and event. I met agents and editors, I was the committee chair for this year’s…
I went to retrieve my dad last Monday night. Nine days have passed and the area fires surround us. Smoke hovers, winds blow, people pack. Fires blaze in all directions, but the town I live in is still the safety with the farthest fire 15 miles away and across the Columbia River. Thirty miles north…
I had my day planned. A day of rest after a week of hard colt riding and three days of hosting a cowgirl retreat at my ranch. The morning allowed me to catch up on Women Writing the West correspondence and conference committee follow-ups. With all of that done, I planned to eat and get…
For the past two years, I’ve been the secretary for Women Writing the West (WWW). This was no stretch after years of various PTO (Parent Teacher and Other), 4-H Leader, and School Board Member positions and offices. Skills and confidence for this nationally recognized organization slid right into place. Then, I was asked to come…
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