Occupation: Writer Birth: August 17, 1954
There is nothing like the occasional outburst of profanity to calm jangled nerves..
Our actions make the fragrance of our lives...Would you smell of plums? Or Vinegar?.
Isn't it fascinating how long a few minutes seem when you are completely alone with not a familiar face in sight?.
I gotta pound the keys for the ideas to flow..
Sir if I was your daughter I would wait until this train started again and throw myself in front of it!.
Why couldn't I be more like other girls my age? Take Mrs. Brown's niece. She spent every waking hour sizing up this beau or that, stitching tea towel….
If I ruled supreme, there would be big problems..
Well, before writing became all-consuming, I was a quilter, like Hattie and Perilee. I don’t do that anymore, but I do knit, garden and watch the bir….
It seems the misfortune of one can plow a deeper furrow in the heart than the misfortune of millions..
I will have to rely on that painful teacher, experience..
[Rejection] made me quit writing once. For six months. I started up again when my then seven-year-old son asked me to start writing again because I w….
It's the company, not the cooking, that makes a meal..
Why did I keep hitching myself to dreams as big as that Montana sky? I was like Rooster Jim's chickens, with no way to fly that high..
The truth can both lift up and knock down..
There should be fireworks at last, when a dream dies..
I think if you find your passion and you go with it you are rewarded..
Hon, when someone's a true friend, there's no need to miss 'em." She patted her chest. "'Cause they're always right here..
The worst thing of all is standing by when folks are doing something wrong..
My bounce-around life had taught me that dreams were dangerous things - they look solid in your mind, but you just try to reach for them. It's like g….
Life was like a batch of biscuits without the baking powder: flat, flat, flat..
I love visiting new places but am not overly fond of the travel to get to them..