Writing the bridge between us

30 Mar Every Herb In Its Season

Drugs. The slippery slope to addiction. Most of us have friends or family who have been affected by drug abuse. Whether drugs are illegal or prescribed, they can pose a threat to the health and safety of the people who use them. For those of us who are both health and morally conscious, particularly those of the LDS faith who adhere to principles of the Word of Wisdom, there is a growing concern over how to get proper and safe treatment for chronic pain and mental disorders that would require the aid of medication.
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17 Feb Me and My Boys

Little Women was one of my favorite books when I was young. The time period, the struggles, the closeness of the March family and the real life issues they encountered, gathered me in and made me feel like I belonged. I lived in those pages totally lost to time and the real world around me. Naturally, I over-identified with Jo March; the tomboy with a penchant for writing, and going against social norms. I have five sisters myself and each one of them could represent a March sister. We were poor but happy and had all the fun and drama of a home full of girls with divergent personalities.
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28 Feb Friend Or Foe? 3 Ways to Tell

It is a war, you know. All of it. Every day of our lives, in every aspect of our lives we are in a battle "to be or not to be" while dodging the "slings and arrows" that fortune brings. From the time we're born fighting for breath to the time we hang up sword and shield and leave this place.
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05 Feb What Superman Couldn’t

He carried me, his delicate flower. His sack of sugar…Little Love. I could see further from up there. The tops of things and unreachables. Above the things that hurt… But I learned to walk so he let me—and the driver didn’t see.
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01 Feb This Raging Light

When I have time to read for fun, I'm so pleased when I finish a book and feel as if the time was well spent. As much as I enjoy YA novels, many leave me unimpressed or with a yawning sense of deja vu. But now and then, one will stand out. This Raging Light, shines.
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29 Jan Bookish Events

Tonight I did a book signing at Barnes and Nobel alongside some friends who are fantastic YA authors: Jennifer Jenkins, Jessica Day George, Sara B. Larson, Bree Despain and Valynne Maetani. Coming up next month is LTUE and the month after that is Teen Author Boot Camp!...

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27 Jan The Time In Between

For years there has been really good buzz about the book, THE TIME IN BETWEEN by Maria Duenas. If you are in the mood for a little heavier read, with historic and social issues, this book will not disappoint. It is a runaway hit in Europe. And now a TV series you can watch on Netflix.
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27 Jan High Rise Spiders

High Rise Spiders No natural enemies so high, The birds don’t even fly up there. They seem to drop out of the sky, And cling where no one else would dare To grow up large upon the glass, All because we fear to fall. Dangling washers only pass, So unmolested still they crawl. Nightmares...

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27 Jan What we leave behind

 Years ago while traveling in Wales, I visited Tintern Abbey. It is one of the most picturesque ruins I've ever explored. Worn stone walls and columns remain standing, with empty gothic windows that stare blindly into the past. The bright green of the grassy floors under...

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25 Jan Under the knife…

Years ago, I was babysitting a friend's little boy and my youngest son wanted to know why we had to watch another child. I told him that his mommy had a doctor appointment.
 My son, said, "Oh." His face looked worried.
"What does a doctor do?" I asked, hoping for an answer like,they help you or make you better.
"They hurt my mouth," he answered with a quiet voice--staring into the the space in front of him.
My son's childhood was fraught with doctor appointments and surgeries. His most recent one at the time had closed his cleft palate. It was painful and followed by weeks of keeping his arms strapped down so he wouldn't touch his mouth. I told him that the doctor had fixed the hole in the roof of his mouth and had helped him. My little boy looked unconvinced. He hates hospitals--they are torture chambers to him.
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