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Feedback requested: Would you read me?

I am working on my short story today and thought it would be nice to get some feedback. Positive comments and criticism are equally welcomed.

Here is the sample of writing. I invite you to read it and let me know your thoughts– does it intrigue you or hook you and would you keep reading the story?

Thanks bunches!!!

Short Story Snippet:

It was the middle of summer, sometime in July, when I had a waking dream about my Grandmother’s land. As a child I would frequent her home along with my mother and younger brother. It was during these same summer months years ago that I had connected to her land, the same place that I now found myself slipping through in a dream as I slept in the comfort of my own home, with my own family, and on my own land. Something was wanting for me to return there and connect again.

As my consciousness opened through the dreamscape I was brought back to this place of being that I knew quite well. I was back in the magic and the spirit of Grandma’s vegetable garden. As a child I never really put too much thought into understanding or appreciating the land that was my Grandmother’s. It was always just there. The hill that rolled down a grassy slope of earth and gave home to the orchard of apple, cherry, apricot, peach, and plum. The large black walnut tree that dropped curious green balls every September or the little raspberry plant stationed nearby that produced peculiar orange colored berries that I could never resist. My grandmother was sweet and attentive to her land, and I wish I had taken more of that in as a child. But sometimes not all things are understood or appreciated. Just experienced. And as a child I was inwardly caught up in experiencing myself vs. experiencing the world. Aware of the single moments of consecutiveness and less aware of how it all tied together and that there was indeed more to be aware of in the world but also on that land of my Grandmother.

So, I found myself awake in the dream and standing at the edge of Grandma’s garden. My toes just touching the deep earth that was home to so much here and that first row of vegetables I now noticed sprawling before me. The dark green of their leaves moving almost as if in words to say through the gentle garden air, “There’s more life to be shared.”

Help Me Improve


Today I am asking you what it is you would like to see in my blog?

Are there any topics or questions you would be interested in?

What have you liked and want to see more of?

What have you disliked?

Any and all comments, feedback and criticism, are greatly appreciated.

Thank you so very much for being my reader!

Much Appreciation!

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88 Days and Done!

I did it!!!

Yesterday was Day 88 of converting 2 months worth of hand written journals into a typed computer document. The grand total was 154,042 words. The next step will be rewriting and actually making it into a book. But first I will be taking a much anticipated break.

Here is a sample if you are curious:


Also, I wanted to mention that the #88 pops up for me a lot! I see it on license plates, phone numbers, and other random places. Usually when I see 88 it speaks to me as a sign. For me it feels like it is the Divine winking at me and saying, “Good job. Keep going.” I feel very encouraged that I am living my life’s purpose when I see this number and that is why it means so much to me that it showed up here.

Just writing: Part I

She kneels there, alone in the snow. The trees stretch and sprawl out above her creating a canopy as she stills to listen. There is no sound or sign of anyone following today in the woods. The seat of her pants is soaked and cold from resting back upon her snowy boots. Her eyes dart from left to right. Quickly she turns her head to look behind her one last time and then in a flash her mitten is off and her hand is on the bird half-frozen in the snow.

“Be quick. Be quick.” She whispers to the little bird. Using her teeth to pull at the other mitten she quickly frees her second hand. With both hands now free and warm on the bird she can  feel its thawing in her chest. It nearly chokes her as the fear builds knowing that she is not supposed to be without her mittens.

A twig snaps to her left. With a quick and jagged inhale her fear spikes and she is off and running. Her stride is more of a leap than a run and she knows she is lucky to have retrieved both mittens. Fumbling to slide the last one over her tingly fingers she notices the bluebird flying beside her. “Shit! Go, get lost.” She commands and the bird dives away on que. She cannot stop, she cannot look, she must just get home now, she’ll be able to check herself there to make sure none of her light pieces were snatched…

“Quote” by Korinn


“Religion is man-made.

Spirituality is God made.

One is a reflection of truth and one is truth itself.”


Childhood Memory

Fairy Tale

This is a page taken from an old Nursery Rhyme book that my Grandmother used to read to me.

I have such fond memories of sitting on her lap in her green rocker. Her arms around me holding up a book and her voice reciting it in my ear. How I loved to be read to by her. I can still hear her saying, “little hen, little hen.” From The Little Red Hen.

As children the impressions we absorb are magical. Later in life they emerge as memories and we are able to notice them as being part of the fabric of who we are.

It is fun to peek through the eyes of a child again and remember those moments we cherish. Those people who made our memories… memorable. It’s in these moments we can begin to remember who we are. We are children. Always. And the world is still magical. This I promise you.

Merry Christmas Everyone

christmas tree

christmas tree (Photo credit: peminumkopi)

Christmas is a heart centered holiday. It’s a time where we can all practice the giving and the receiving of having an open heart.

My Christmas wish is for my family and friends, for myself, and for more people world-wide to be fully open to giving and receiving love at all times.

Christmas is a time for making our wishes and hoping and praying, believing they’ll come true. This special time allows us to see through the eyes of a child and engage with the magic of the world and the Christmas Spirit.

Merry Christmas to all!

Have a Happy Holiday.

I am reblogging this from last Tuesday to showcase my books again as Holiday gift ideas.
Thanks for reading!


With Thanksgiving this week and Black Friday kicking off the holiday shopping season it’s time to start gathering your gifts.

Might I suggest…

To make your child laugh…

Oh Eggs!is great for the toddler age child but also fun for the beginning reader in your life.

          Book description: A silly little rhyming book about a messy baby.

Excerpt:  “Oh yak, eggs on my back.

Oh what, eggs on my butt!”

This book is sure to make them giggle and can be purchased at:


To inspire a sense of environmentalism in your child…

Our Home,The Earthis a picture book for any age child and the perfect gift for a teacher to use in the classroom!

          Book description: As adults we wish to leave the world a better place… Part of that legacy includes how well we teach children to care for the Earth and how deeply…

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NaNonFiWriMo What?

What is NaNonFiWriMo?

I didn’t know either. But being a writer and trying to be “in” on things. This came across my computer screen.

NaNonFiWriMo = National Non-Fiction Writing Month and the month of November is just that.

Last year I became aware of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), also in November. Pretty much it is one month dedicated to writing a full length novel. That is 50,000 words! And there are even prizes you can win. This contest/challenge began in 1999 with only 21 people but now it has reached over 200,000 participants and includes people from around the world.

I did not participate in NaNoWriMo last year but now this year I became aware of its spin-off, NaNonFiWriMo. There are also chances for you to win prizes in this genre’s contest but I would argue that the grand prize is getting to the end of the month and having a complete first draft of a Non-Fiction book!

I feel like this contest coming up for me is a nudge from that greater force encouraging me to go ahead and go for it. And unbeknownst to me it ends up that I have been preparing for this challenge for 2 months. Since September I have been writing daily in a journal about my personal shift, my insights, experiences, challenges, and triumphs. In my last Shine Mine post you were able to glimpse inside of my personal journal and now with this luring opportunity I am wondering if perhaps there is a non-fiction book in that mass of scribed words. I also intuitively am getting that I will have 2 more months to add-on to it, finishing out the year of 2012, and then the journal will be complete for the book.

So anyway, I am dedicating myself to writing Part I which will be from my September – October journal. Part II begins November 1st, as does my participation in NaNonFiWriMo.

I am going into this project with a determined mind. At the least I will transcribe all of my notebook scribbles into word document and at the most the book will start to be edited and take form. I am smiling now, same time as I wonder, “Am I ever going to get a chance to take a break and rest?” I guess not for now, but that’s ok, I love my work, it is food for my soul and so my soul will be eating well in the month of November.

Links to NaNoFiWriMo and NaNoWriMo…




Our Home, The Earth e-book $1.99

Our Home, The Earth is now available online as an e-book through Amazon.com Kindle Store for only $1.99.

This is a first for me to have one of my books in an electronic format and I am so happy to be able to offer it to you at such a great price!

Purchase it here as an e-book:


And to preview it or purchase it as a printed book: