When Words Come Due
Getting these thoughts down won't be easy. I know that as well as I know my own name. I also know I should be working on the manuscript that's under deadline. And I was, until this piece ambushed me. Words that have been politely bidding their time in the corners of my mind, marinating like nobody's business, have suddenly demanded to take shape in black
There’s No Standing Still
I’ve worked out most of my life, give or take a season, and I’ve proven one theory over and over again. If you get off the exercise wagon it’s increasingly difficult to find the motivation to climb back on board. As of this writing, I’m managing to incorporate thirty minutes of daily conditioning into my busy lifestyle but honestly, I have a tenuous hold on
A Different Kind of Food Chain
The demands of All Things Southern require me to keep a pretty consistent schedule. Dixie Belle knows this to-do list inside and out. If I leave by the front door early in the morning, she knows I’m going for a walk. Should I exit through the back porch, she knows that it’s kayak time and the old girl starts fretting immediately. Dixie takes her security