I love my rural home, where the most frequent visitors are birds, squirrels, deer, and coyotes. When fresh snow blankets the world and I’m greeted by a parade of tracks crisscrossing the yard and driv
Long before I pieced together words to create my first story, I was absorbing them — quietly, hungrily, reverently, page after page, book after book. Reading taught me how to listen. Writing taught me
Long before I became a writer, I was a reader. These are the truths about reading I have experienced. In a world of constant bombardment that rarely slows down, reading offers something radical — stil
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