Five years ago, after only a few months of living in Colorado, I realized I’d been suffering from Seasonal Affective Disorder, probably since middle school. Growing up in North Dakota, I spent the long, dark, dangerously cold months of winter indoors reading. My asthma was much worse back then, which meant I couldn’t play outside…
This the hardest blog post I’ve ever had to write. Not because I don’t have friends or anything. I have friends, okay? What I don’t have are two functioning hands with which to type. A bluebird day. My husband and I would usually ease into skiing with an intermediate run or two before tackling one…
Today marks the 20th anniversary of meeting my husband. While we hit it off immediately, there were, and still are, plenty of things upon which we do not always agree. New Year’s Resolutions were one of them back then. My husband is a big picture kind of guy; he loves proposing grand schemes and mobilizing teams…
Here we are, in the final days of what some writers know only as National Novel Writing Month. Regardless of how many words you generated during November, you’ve undoubtedly learned some valuable things about yourself as a writer: what motivates, sustains or inspires you. Or, if you chose not to participate, maybe you learned what…
I want to start by once again thanking all of the dedicated people at Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers who planned and executed a wonderful Colorado Gold Conference this year. With so much uncertainty around COVID numbers, labor shortages and virtual options, it must have been even more challenging than in years past. But the team…