Helping Writers, Write

As my father used to say, “There’s a book inside of everyone.”

  All stories don’t have to be told but for the ones that must come out, I’m here!!


Thank goodness I am a storyteller.

From the very first lines…..

When Marjorie Kinnan was nine years old, her mother, convinced she’d birthed a nightingale, took the child to a voice teacher near their home in Washington, D.C., for an audition.
— The Life She Wished to Live, A Biography of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, Ann McCutchan
First, I got myself born.
— Demon Copperhead, Barbara Kingsolver
Alain Locke rose early on April 23, 1922, a cool, clear Sunday after Easter in Washington, DC.
— The New Negro, The Life of Alain Locke, Jeffrey C. Stewart
Selma Macomb Thrace was beautiful and crazy though she didn’t spend time in the mirror, talk to herself, have fits, or see things that weren’t there.
— A Good Ending for Bad Memories, Vailes Shepperd
My wife finally understood that I needed some time on my own…
— The Automobile Club of Egypt, Alaa Al Aswany

to the last….

Murder was enormously freeing. At first.

It’s all about the story