Erica Rose Eberhart's Blog, page 4

The Wrote and the Writ

The first story I wrote, I was probably about seven. I found a copy of it ages ago, five pages complete with poorly drawn art and a sentence or two on each page. It was about a princess who followed her cat out of the castle and discovered the cat had kittens, and it’s the clear representation of all that was near and dear to my heart at that age. When I was in fourth grade, I wrote my first chapter book about transportation to magical lands. I was deeply intrigued by The Lion, the Witch, and th...

Wild & Precious Life – Winter 2021-2022

And so the snow began to fall and drift to the brown grass, covering it in a winter’s blanket. We have been lucky to have a few good snows during the last few months and plenty of cold weather, but it still has remained relatively mild compared to previous winters. Now it is March and already we have had extremely warm temperatures that have drifted by, chasing the robins from their winter burrows and forcing the red blooms out upon the maple trees, but we have also had those late winter bursts ...

When the Year is Dying

It is a typical gray November day. The air is bitter and heavy with woodsmoke, the ground having just melted away the last of the heavy frost, and sweaters are now the normal every day wardrobe.

In the past few weeks, I have found myself with holiday burnout before the holidays have even truly begun. In a rush of activity, life has gotten hectic and seemingly all that could go wrong did. Our car was at the shop, our refrigerator is freezing everything solid, and I have felt that similar desi...