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Livin' La Vida Loca by Bruce Clark

I’ve pretty much lived my entire life like that, the crazy life — with some weaves and wobbles, of course. I’ve been accused of being both too brash and too naïve and with honest hindsight, I can’t disagree. Yet I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I’ve gone forward with the knowledge I have and a willingness to discover; that includes lots of willingness to be wrong.

It’s not what someone would normally consider crazy living. They might consider it witchcraft though. I call it living by positi...

Child of Mine by Jana Richards

Welcome to Monday Writers at the Window, the new and occasional feature. My first guest is Jana Richards, a long-time writer friend and one of the Word Wranglers. Please make her welcome. 

Thank you for hosting me and letting me tell you about my Masonville series. STRONG ENOUGH , the fourth and final book in the series will release on June 22, 2022, so I’m taking this opportunity to talk about the other books in the series as well.

From the beginning, I knew I wanted to write about overcoming pro...

"A Song about Love..." by Liz Flaherty

I read this at church the other night at our Mother-Daughter Banquet. It doesn't all make sense, but you're used to that by now. Thanks to all the moms and to everyone else who does the job. 

Today, I was boiling eggs and wishing I was a better cook. I was doing that because it’s what I always do when stuff I prepare is going to sit on the counter beside food made by women in Bobette Miller’s family and in Mae Dawalt’s family. As the eggs cooked, I watched the 25th Anniversary performance of Pete...

An Antidote for a Reluctant Spring by Joe Scheidler

Dinner tonight starts with a nice big diced onion dropped in a skillet of piping hot butter and olive oil. It’s followed by chopped celery, sweet peppers, broccoli and cauliflower, celery, carrots, sliced mushrooms, cooked brown rice, soy sauce, a pound of canned venison, a smidge of brown sugar, a dash of salt. We’re following a recipe in the way we hike through unfamiliar territory using a map as a general reference.

March slipped out unnoticed, leaving us mired in a string of cold days with ...

Tour Stop for Liz Flaherty

 

 

Welcome to Monday at the Window. It won't be me every week--promise--but different writers talking about their books and about writing. It may not even BE every week, but I'm looking forward to trying it. There will be promotion--because we have to do a crap-ton of it and it's hard--giveaways, excerpts, and conversation. You KNOW how I feel about conversation. 

Life's Too Short for White Walls

by Liz Flaherty

Genre: Contemporary Romance 

Still reeling from her divorce, Joss Murphy flees to Banjo ...

A Weird Place by Liz Flaherty

I'm late again. I doubt most people are aware of it--it's only 6:39 AM on Saturday morning. I've watched the morning sky, fed the cats, and gotten the coffeepot in the house ready for when Duane gets up. I haven't written the blog yet, although I like to have it done on Friday. I want for it to be there, ready, like the purple and pink sky and my Keurig, when I come to the office on Saturday. That hasn't worked this week.

I'm in a weird kind of place, one I imagine most people my age can identify...

A POTATO AT REST by Emily Perkins

Photo by Erica FreemanI am so grateful to Emily for visiting the Window today. Beyond pretty and funny, she's also scary talented. - Liz
My hair color comes from a box.

Actually? My HAIR comes from a box. Essentially, my stylist is the UPS guy. I’ve worn wigs for the last twenty some years, and I wanted to share some of my story.

When I was 16, I went in for a haircut. My hair was thick at the time. My stylist would always say she could thin it out and it would still be two heads’ worth of hair. ...

Just for now... by Liz Flaherty

I've always known what the word ephemeral meant, but I've never used it--possibly because I didn't know how to spell it and I'm not completely sure of its pronunciation. It means, in case you aren't sure, "lasting a very short time."

Coming from my position on life's calendar, I think that includes everything except possibly hot flashes, bad movies, and sleepless nights. However, the ephemerality is often in retrospect, isn't it? When my kids were young, I thought the terrible twos went on for a...

Talk Wordy to Me by Laura Hunsaker

Laura Hunsaker wrote this post for another blog we're both part of. Virtually all writers feel about libraries the way she does, but she said it better than most, so I asked begged her to let me use this. Find Laura at  http://www.laurahunsaker.com/

I'm in a book group on Facebook where we talk about "everything books." All genres, all questions, all formats, and especially photos of book hauls. Every now and then someone complains about people buying books and how they should use the library. It ...

About Siblings by Liz Flaherty

I wrote the following column in November of 1994. I found it odd that when I went looking for it among the pre-internet clippings, it was the first one in the first binder I picked up. But maybe not odd at all.

It's flawed, for which I apologize, but it's important to me that I share it today. I hope you'll bear with me.

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I'm writing this on my brother's birthday. He's older than me, of course. I wouldn't have mentioned it at all if he'd been younger. He has one more kid than I do. He also has c...