The Things I Never Dreamed Of

When I took my first writing class at the John C. Campbell Folk School, I never had the intention of becoming a published writer.  I just wanted to write down some of my family stories.  And take a week doing so at a beautiful place in the mountains of Western North Carolina. Four years later…

I can write on my walls!

Well, almost.  The paint is still drying.  What once was an (admittedly crazy) idea has now become reality.  My baby sister came over tonight to help me turn an idea into reality.  Soon this blue tape will be replaced by a border and the white will be covered with places to which I want to…

A Writing Retreat

I love that we can learn new things at any age.  In my first writing class at the John C. Campbell Folk School two years ago, not one of us had ever before attempted writing our own life stories.  And we were a group with participants in their 20’s up into their 70’s. My experience…

On Inspiring Words

I opened the mailbox the other day to find just three things in it – and all were for me.  This is unusual as I share my mailbox with my neighbors across the hall.  Not only were all three things for me, but they were all things I was happy to have received.  Two were…