My stories are for those who will come later. Memories not to be forgotten, but as histories living on.
In years of experience, I contributed to numerous literary projects that helped colleagues and groups to help them achieve their goals. I am available for commissioned work. See my contact below and get in touch.
My skills and specialties include short story, fiction, storytelling, editing, and Getting Things Done.
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Some family stories are told over and over and depending on who is doing the telling determines what and how it happened. When attempting to decipher what is indeed truth and what is fiction, one needs to peel back the layers of the telling, one by one, examine and decide what to keep and what to discard.
Mindful of the fact that children were not be in “grown folks’ business”, I was always lurking around corners or outside doors, eager for a morsel of something juicy that would enhance my diary entrees for the night. I could easily take a word or phrase heard and weave into something dramatic that would make for a good tale.
I was therefore at full attention when sitting on the front porch of the “old house” where everyone was welcome when visiting southern, rural Arkansas during the summers of my youth.
Truth and love can change everything. New Orleans attorney, L. Morgan Franklin, finds her well-ordered life turned upside down when her younger half-brother, Winston, dies in their small hometown of L’Ouverture, Louisiana. When it becomes evident that Winston’s death may actually be a murder, Morgan begins a search for answers that uncovers long-held family secrets… More
Vanilla Memories The smell of vanilla brings me back to my mother’s teacakes. It is a key ingredient in those tasty treats of hers and one of my favorite smells and fragrances. Years ago I asked my mother for her recipe and I stored it away in my files and titled it Miss. Vivian’s… More