I don't know about you, but to me this Easter feels a little bit...heavy. Easter for me is usually a joyful occasion--the colors are bright, egg hunts are fun, spring is everywhere. It's supposed to be a celebration. Of new life, of new possibilities. Of rebirth. Spring is here this year, just like it is... Continue Reading →
We sat next to each other in the sand overlooking the water, both of us thinking, neither of us talking much. We had been this way for what seemed like hours. It was the kind of day I had really needed, the kind where you can put everything aside for a little while. Where the... Continue Reading →
She came unbidden, slipping through the keys and weaving herself into the words. It seemed like she had materialized out of nowhere, appearing in the pages with no warning, no hint that she would be arriving. An unexpected, and perhaps, if I'm totally honest with myself, unwanted character in a story I thought that I... Continue Reading →
"Tell me about him." My friend looked up from the page she was reading and pointed at a name. "I like this character. Tell me more his background." "Oh he's interesting..." I launched into my explanation, describing the character's role in the book. "Well I know that. I read that." She responded. "I mean, tell... Continue Reading →
Winter Betancourt 