Today is my birthday. One of the greatest gifts in my life is my husband. We've been through a lot together, but I am a hopeless romantic and always believed in that knock-you-off-your-feet feeling. I began writing poems from the very moment I realized he was special and important. I have kept all the poems… Continue reading A Blue Ridge Tale
Category: Poetry
How We Create Worlds
By Rebecca T. Dickinson Photo curteosy of http://easyfunschool.com As I thought about blog ideas after the controversial article I wrote about joint custody and the drama that unfolded behind it in my previous four posts, I thought what should I write next? The wonderful thing about becoming a writer is there is always something to… Continue reading How We Create Worlds
Standing at the Writer’s Crossroads, Part I
By Rebecca T. Dickinson "There's only this. Forget, regret or life is yours to miss. No other road. No other way. No day but today." ~ Jonathan Larson, Another Day – Rent Your iPhone says 2 a.m. You have not slept more than three hours since—you can't remember. Or, maybe you're the early bird who… Continue reading Standing at the Writer’s Crossroads, Part I
Blogging Award Nominations and Nominees
I am catching up on a few award nominations. I have not meant for them to sit around. There are now 52 subscribers. I would like to thank everyone for reading and for their encouragement as I am still a new blogger. First, I want to thank justbenwords for the Kreativ Blogger award nomination. Check out his blog. He… Continue reading Blogging Award Nominations and Nominees
He Turned His Back
It is one of those weeks. I have a deadline tomorrow. Three articles need completion, and interviews and statistics on family court and custody battles are piled on my desk. Charles has a fever, and I swear I see little red dots in front of my eyes. I cannot decide whether it is the lamp,… Continue reading He Turned His Back
Our Personal Lenses, Aly Hughes
Aly Hughes, Guest Blogger Our Personal Lenses There are times in my life when somebody asks me a question, and I pause to reflect. How did I get to this point in my life? It can be a friend asking if I want to go to the bar. Am I already 21? Or an aunt… Continue reading Our Personal Lenses, Aly Hughes
Nominations and Gratitude
Sunrise hides the complexities of the coming day. It tempts me to leave the bed, turn on my laptop and type. Call me crazy. Early morning fires up my imagination. I could be a late night writer. But due to what I've come to expect in the coming day, I get up before the sun… Continue reading Nominations and Gratitude
How Many Books and the Age of the Author
Words and Photos by Rebecca T. Dickinson Outside reveals magic. My 21-month-old had moments Tuesday when he acted like a pistol going off in its holster. With the weather warming earlier, I have taken him outside in the morning after my early work. Some of the little flowers growing on the trees near the Catawba… Continue reading How Many Books and the Age of the Author
See the Art in You
Words and Photos by Rebecca T. Dickinson Sometimes I need to retreat or go back to basics. Self-confidence fails at the keyboard. Words do not come or they are dry, plain and unimportant. I go to my kitchen. Pull out a pan and chop up the vegetables, or I get the Crisco and butter. Some… Continue reading See the Art in You
The Writer Asks
Words and Photos By Rebecca T. Dickinson I did not believe I had much of a story from my childhood and youth. Sure my mom said there were family stories I could write. She didn't understand those stories, to me, were inside jokes. An aunt told me I needed to experience life and one day I'd be an author … maybe,… Continue reading The Writer Asks
Corrie's Season 