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My friends and family know how much I love searching for unique finds to decorate my house. There’s something exciting about hunting for the perfect piece to fit in that spot on the wall, on a shelf or in the corner of the living room. I might not even know I need it until it “speaks” to me.

I’ve been doing this forever. Long before anyone ever heard of “shabby chic” or “flea market finds”. You can see me at Garage Sales, Rummage Sales and Estate Sales. Even the city dump. It fulfills my need for retail therapy without breaking the bank, and gives me an interesting story to tell about how it came to be mine.

Today I have a great new piece to showcase. A Royal Quiet Deluxe Portable Typewriter. Only makes sense. A typewriter for a writer. And it had to be a Royal, of course. It looks great on the shelf above my computer and I’ve already incorporated a picture of it into my blog.

What about you? I’m sure there’s something you love to do that is just as rewarding. It could be anything. That’s the beauty. Please share!

 

 

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More From My WIP

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From the beginning, I saw Mere’s grandmother as an independent woman who owns and operates a successful café in downtown Titusville.

Long dark hair, pulled back by old-fashioned ivory combs and striking green eyes keep her from having the appearance of a typical grandmother.

She’s surrounded by an air of mystery that makes folks uneasy. And then there’s her gift. She can read minds.

I think Stockard Channing is perfect for the part of Merella Borchers.

 

View From My Window

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Yesterday was a cloudy, rainy spring day. The kind that keeps me indoors. Whenever I can, I’m sitting at the computer, a cup of coffee at my elbow, writing. While deep in thought I happened to glance out the window and realized I had visitors! Even though I missed the best shots, I managed to snap a few pictures. And I can see right now I’m going to have to buy more birdseed.

It’s the little things that count.

View From My Porch

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Bridal wreath bushes (Spirea) are known for their eye-catching beauty, fast growth rate, hardiness and ease of care. My daughter planted a little sprig with roots a few years ago and it’s grown into this beauty.

It sits at the end of my front porch on the other side of my swing. Birds and butterflies swarm the flowers. Makes a lovely backdrop. Imagine me sitting on the porch on a warm afternoon with a glass of tea and a good friend.

It’s the little things that count.

Snippets from my WIP

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Mere is an 18 year old girl living in Titusville, a charming little town in east Texas dating back to the Civil War. A tourist attraction with antique malls and quaint boutiques selling handmade linens, soaps and lotions, jellies, jams and syrup.

Titusville is located smack dab in the middle of Ferry Woods. A place filled with pine trees, Spanish moss and creepiness where strange things happen. Mere’s practical side says they’re only stories. But she can’t shake the feeling there’s more to it than that.

Maybe it has something to do with her powers. The ones she’s tried to ignore. All she’s ever wanted to do lead a normal life. Be accepted. Blend in. But that’s an impossible task when you live in a family of witches. And on top of everything that’s been happening lately, she’s not at all sure that’s what she really wants.

View From My Window

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The first thing I do every morning when I wake up is pull back my curtains and open the blinds to see what kind of day lies ahead. Lately, I’ve enjoyed watching the riot of color from the crab apple tree in my front yard. What a lovely way to start the day.

My daughter planted it when she lived here and despite the wind it has managed to survive and give me lots of pleasure. Birds usually nest high up in the tree and I get to watch them visit the feeder I have hanging in the branches.

Sitting at the computer, drinking my first cup of coffee and enjoying life. It’s the little things that count.

Stay Tuned ~ odds and ends from my WIP

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I’m currently working on a young adult fantasy about Mere, an 18 year old girl living in Titusville, a small town in east Texas, located smack dab in the middle of Ferry Woods. It’s filled with pine trees, Spanish moss and creepiness. Strange things happen there. Mere’s practical side says they’re only stories. Yet, she’s drawn to the place.

Mere has spent her life trying to be ordinary. An impossible task in her family. Women in the Borchers’ family are witches. And Mere has powers. Even though she tries to ignore them. But with everything that’s been happening, she’s no longer sure that’s what she wants.

Titusville isn’t real, but it’s based on all the places I’ve been to in that area when visiting family. A perfect setting for a YA fantasy. Old-timers are walking, talking history books filled with all kinds of stories about people living in their community. All you have to do is listen.

Below is the Rio Theater in Center, Texas. I’ve pictured a place like this in my book when Mere and Darcey talk about going to see a show at the Rio.

The Rio Theater in Center, Texas

Signs Of Spring

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Every year about this time I watch for signs that spring is around the corner. One of the first things I notice are the jonquils. You can see these pretty yellow flowers beside farm to market roads all over east Texas. This is the view from my driveway. Isn’t it gorgeous?

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A view of my house from the road.

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Bright blue sky with a wisp of clouds, a warm breeze, and gorgeous yellow flowers. These little signs of spring make the drive into town an enjoyable one. Jonquils - Signs of Spring in East Texas

 

~Music to Our Ears~

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Music has always had a special place in our family.

 

Our older kids had record players before they could read. I had to draw pictures on the records so they could pick out the ones they wanted to play. By the time the youngest came along, we’d moved up to a Fisher Price tape recorder. Our house was filled with the sounds of Peter and The Wolf, Rudolph the Red nosed Reindeer, The Muppets. Old songs like Pop the Magic Dragon. Popeye the Sailor Man, and every Disney song imaginable.

 

We’ve continued our love of music. Traditional, Classic, Rock, Country. Some of just about everything. It brought our family closer. Drew it together. And still does. Even after all these years.

 

My husband passed away in 2015, but he’s always in our hearts. Whenever we share a new song with each other, someone always says “You know, Dad would like this.”