The sky was the perfect shade of blue; white cumulus clouds floated overhead, and the sun’s rays peaked warmed the breeze. Tables and tents of different colors lined the lawn, as artists, authors and sellers set up their wares. For the first time, I was one of them. With black and red balloons tied to the red tent, tables draped in red table clothes and a wheel itching to be turned, I sat under the tent’s shade with my pen poised and …

It’s almost time! My heart skips, jumps and sings like that of a child as I stare at the clock. In less than 12 hours, I’ll be sitting at my own table signing books! Oh what a moment – a true milestone. All those many months ago, I thought about it and I knew I had a story to tell. To see my name, picture and blurb on the book blows my mind. In less than 12 hours my dream …

There is something about the smell of a book and the ambience of a bookstore. Some time between adolescence and adulthood, I came to appreciate the beauty of book cover art, the smell of fresh coffee being made and the possibility of diving truly in a wonderful story. Today I’m in the parking lot of what used to be Books-A-Million. Sure, to some, it didn’t have the feel of Barnes and Noble or Borders, but for me, it was still …

I’ve seen Star Wars often (including the cartoons) and appreciate the story line.I am not a sci-fi writer, but through the constant prodding of my significant other, a semi-obsession began. I’ve posted about my admiration for Anakin Skywalker often. Okay, so I swoon over him and always root for him to see the evil around him (yes, like he can hear me through the screen). To me, Star Wars is Anakin’s story. From a kid to a moody teen/young man to …