I am ten pages from finishing the rewrites for The Knowing, a paranormal mystery about the disappearance of a seven-year-old Tracey Porter, set in Maryland.
Where do your story ideas come from? That's a question that I'm asked very often. Sometimes the seedling of my ideas come from a real life event, and other times ideas come from out of the blue. Last night, in an effort to start the creative juices of one of my younger boys flowing, I asked him to come up with an idea. He came up with a fabulous idea for a story, but it needed a bit of tweaking. We spent the next twenty minutes discussing different ways to make the story interesting to a wider audience and to pull more realistic action and drama into the story.
When you send your holiday cards this year, please send one here:
Holiday Mail for Heroes P.O. Box 5456 Capitol Heights, MD. 20791-5456 All cards must be postmarked no later than Dec. 10. Cards should not be mailed or delivered to Walter Reed Army Medical Center.
It would be lovely if you could help spread the word :-)
We had all but one of our six children with us on Thanksgiving, and when our big kids went to meet their friends, or do whatever it is that big kids do, I thought about how thankful I was that we had all been together, sans Noah, of course. Why, though, do we have one day that we gather our thoughts and tell others what we are thankful for? Why isn't this part of our daily ritual?
I have been thinking about yesterday's blog post, and here's what I've come up with. If you are a happy person, then share that happiness - smile at others, share a hug, a kind word, a compliment! Use your happiness to help others:-)
