Like Eating Grass

I thought everyone with kids knew what the word nummy meant. I was wrong. During my time working in a self-contained special-needs schoolroom, I learned how wrong I’d been. More than one of the kids there had no idea what it meant, and if they didn’t know, how the living hell could they teach their… Continue reading Like Eating Grass

The Real Reason I Write

Do you know what I love about writing? Let me explain it to you. During the process of writing, I’m in charge of what hits the paper. I control everything. It’s a like playing God. I invent characters and after a few pages, I turn them loose. I’ll know if it’s a good character because… Continue reading The Real Reason I Write