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Weight of Waiting by Hope Welborn

My friend Hope Welborn often says, “I’m not interested unless there’s a dead body.”  And that’s okay since she writes Romantic Suspense stories. I am so happy to have Hope guest blogging for me this week. We met at my first writer’s conference when I sat with her at the regional breakfast. She was also from…

the brink – a poem

At the brink of day, come with me     to the edge of the sea. Warm sand engulfs your toes     as a salty breeze sifts your hair. A chill wraps around your ankles     as the waters cover the beach. Shivering. But your gaze follows the beam of light dancing east. Drawn by the energy rising higher,…