Announcing my new ETSY shop!

I am happy to announce that I have opened a new etsy shop! I am in the process of stocking it with tons of hand made rosaries, car rosaries, jewelry, art, and (of course) my book, SECRETS OF THE OLD LADIES’ CLUB !
Check me out at

Each item is handmade by me, or authored by ~ um ~ me.


Somebody asked me where I found the time for all of this. No easy answer, that. Let me start by saying we old ladies ROCK! Set priorities, then go for it. 1. God 2. Family 3. Others 4. Self. Lucky for me, my passion to create serves all. I’m not one to toot my own horn, but I gotta tell ya, serving God first and everyone next, saving yourself for last gives more joy to everything you can do. I’m not always successful because I am rather selfish, a little self-centered, and prone to seek out the more comfortable avenues. But I do try. So if someone like me can try, so can anyone else.

I’m a person who has to get my art out there. I hope you like what you see. Oh, and if you order my book, please be a darling and leave a good review on Goodreads:
If you like reading ebooks, you can order one on Amazon:

May God bless us all, and please don’t forget to pray for peace.

New Generations


It has been a great day as long as we overlook the fact that my alarm didn’t go off this morning and I needed to get up at 5 a.m. Yeah. Great, huh. The good part is that I did get to my grandbaby’s house early enough for her mom to get to work on time. This is her mama’s first year of teaching and getting to work on time is very important. You know how that is. I had another errand to run while in the local area. Sheila from Susan’s On Court/Ville Platte, Louisiana, called a few days ago and told me “I guess I need to get some of your books for the shop”. It appears my book has been requested. Yay! Today I was able to deliver a pile of my books to her. Then I stopped to see my friends at the Chamber of Commerce and Tourism to find out which one of them hooked me up with Sheila. Nobody ‘fessed up but I know someone must have! Check out the shop’s facebook page Sheila has a beautiful shop. Tell her I sent you.

For those of you who have grandchildren, you know there is nothing like it. It’s a love different from the one you experienced with your own children. The first time you lay eyes on your new grandbaby, you find out what real love is. True. And it will take you by surprise because it is breathtaking. Make that breath taking. You loose your breath. Or you forget to breath, something like that. Suddenly, your heart breaks open and it is filled with the strongest, most powerful love you will ever experience. It is impossible to describe. I believe I know the logic behind why it is what it is. Most people are pretty young when their children are born so by the time grandchildren come along, they (now grandparents) have more to give, ie; more experience and less confusion. By the time that new generation takes over, grandparents have already figured out what to do and when to do it. I love that part. It has worked well for me, if you get my drift.

Speaking of oldage, I used to be semi-insulted when young people called me “ma’am”. Now I like it. I even like it if a merchant asks me if I would like a senior citizen discount. Uh, yeah. Saving money, I’ll take that. I rather enjoy the status being a young older person gives me. Most kids (anyone above 8 years of age) think you are smart. The young people who don’t are those who think they know everything and grown ups are clueless. But if you come across a kid who has been raised right, you get the respect you deserve. And I really like that. I live in the southern United States and we take a lot of pride in raising our kids to be polite and respectful. Stand when an adult enters the room, hold the door open, use a napkin and no sass talk. Every good mama knows how to teach manners to her children. But grandparents? Oh yes. Grandparents are forgiving about ‘most everything else except bad manners. Bad manners can make a Granny go ballistic, just let a kid pee in the tub and see what happens. Luckily, grandchildren happily respect their elders. Plus they know Granny can stop a clock with just one little evil eye. An evil eye makes a kid freeze in their tracks. It can silence a room. It can command ships. It looks like this:

Are you scared yet?

Are you scared yet?

But that’s not all. Grandbabies love you like no one else in the whole world can. It is an amazing thing when they go Granny’s house because they want to and they love coming over so much. At Granny’s house, spoilage is applied with gusto. It is an art form that was acquired and nurtured as soon as oldage began to set in. Without a doubt and instinctually, grandbabies know who the beneficiary is. It is pleasing for everyone except the parents who have to take said spoiled babies home.

It’s my life. I live for them and if God says the same, I will enjoy a long life of grandbaby-love. My daughter-in-law said the darling little 2 year old I babysat today had a little present for me in her diaper bag. She helped her mommy color a picture and this is what it looked like:

Grandbaby #5 is on the way!

Grandbaby #5 is on the way!

This new generation…I hope and pray that the world we leave them will be better than it is now. So please pray for peace. Yes, it does count. YOUR prayer may be the one that helps.

Book Review – Save Us A Seat Fletcher McHale NaBloPoMo #4

save us a seat

We had a busy weekend as you can see by my previous post. Not only did we do the bike run to Monroe, but I had the pleasure of meeting Fletcher McHale at her book signing at Tincy’s on the Corner in Ville Platte, La. If you haven’t heard of Fletcher yet, don’t worry, you will. She is a woman with a dynamite personality bigger than life and describes herself as a “regular girl living in the middle of a cow pasture”. Nobody has to guess how she feels about anything; she is an open book, pardon the pun. It would be hard not to see her blue eyes sparkle with laughter, or flash with anger. Save Us A Seat is her debut novel although it certainly doesn’t read like it was produced by a first-timer.

Fletcher McHale

Fletcher McHale

Oh. My. Gosh. I love this book! Look, folks, I had tears dripping from my chin onto the pages of more than one chapter. No, it isn’t a hopelessly sappy book. How can I describe it? Real life. Crazy. Funny. Emotional. Sad. Supremely happy. Enlightening. And again, funny. The story revolves around three women, best friends for life, living in the small community of Bon Dieu Falls, Louisiana. As with most tiny communities, everybody knows everybody else’s business and nothing is off limits for discussion. Carrigan, Ella Rae, and Laine know that fact all too well. They have managed to keep their friendship solid and thriving despite all the drama that small town living brings. Then restlessness creeps in, tragedy hits hard, and life as they know it will never be the same. Written in first person, Fletcher McHale has woven together a saucy story that is captivating and wrings every ounce of every emotion from the reader. The three main characters are delightfully funny with a shot of smart-ass thrown in and a bond with each other that lasts through thick and thin, right or wrong.

I highly recommend this book. Do ya’ll remember the commercial on TV that shows a little girl telling an interviewer “We want more, we want more”? Picture me on my knees saying the same thing to Fletcher McHale. Save Us A Seat is available through online bookstores everywhere.

On another note, I want to remind you to pray for peace. I talk to God pretty regular and I know He is listening. It’s the human race – we’re a mess. How we haven’t completely obliterated the earth of mankind, I’ll never know.

Book of the Month! NaBloPoMo #3

book cover
A couple of nights ago a delightful woman by the name of Virginia Kerth called to interview me. Me, the small town old gal who lives in the woods, me. She wanted me to know that it was her turn to choose the book of the month for her book club. And she chose mine. She chose mine! A book club in Kansas is going to read Secrets of the Old Ladies’ Club. They will meet afterwards, review it, discuss it, chew on it for a while and then decide whether or not it is a good read. I am beyond thrilled!

Virginia is such a sweet person that I wanted to interview her. We talked on the phone like long lost friends finding each other at last. Without giving any details of her private life, I can tell you that she is an avid book reader (duh), and apparently a social butterfly. She must know how to entertain as well because she told me her plans for the book club meeting which will be at her home, include creating the refreshments around all things Louisiana and the Old Ladies’ Club. Isn’t that a hoot? She will be serving shrimp, pecan pie and rum drinks with little umbrellas in them. (You have to read the book to understand that.)

By the time I hung up the phone, my head had swelled beyond what I thought it ever could. And then I got out of bed, put my slippers on, let the dogs go out, made the cat go out, fed the fish, and fixed a cup of blueberry tea. Then I got kind of scared. What if they don’t like it? What if it’s a bust? Virginia told me that she would let me know what the club thinks of it and she promised me she would tell me about ALL the reviews – good and bad. Ok, that will shrink a swelled head down to size in a hurry. So all I could do was talk to God about it. I realized He has always given me the desires of my heart. And I know He has great plans for me. And I believe that through Him I can soar like eagles. What the heck am I worried about? I am so weird.

I think the night Virginia called was the same day I found out that my book is on Goodreads ( and on Books A Million online ( Can you imagine that? I got so excited about it I am hosting a book give-away on the Goodreads site. I’m giving away a copy to five lucky people. You’ll have to go here to enter: The last day to enter is Dec 3rd and Goodreads will select the winners.

I also have a give-away on my facebook author page. It runs through November 15th. All you have to do is find the post mentioning the give-away, share it with your friends and ‘like’ my page. My two year old granddaughter will select that winner. Don’t ask.

Oh, and how could I forget…if you want a copy of my book, send a message to me and I give you the details.

It would be a huge help to me if you would offer a comment or two here. Don’t be shy, share me with your friends! I’ll just love you forever for that.

And don’t forget to pray for peace.

NaBloPoMo ??


Have you heard of NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month? It is a an organization of a varied assortment of writers – novice, seasoned, occasional, you name it. During the month of November they gather in one cyber-spot and write. That’s all. They write. The goal is to write 50,000 words in the month of November and hopefully participants will have a good jump on constructing their own novel. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter. The whole point of NaNoWriMo is JUST DO IT. Don’t you love that? I certainly do. I have participated in the event a few times. The first time, I wasn’t able to accomplish 50,000 words. But the next year, I did! The following year, my husband asked me not to participate. He was patient, he said, but he wanted to be the center of my attention that particular November. Well, those weren’t his exact words, but you get the picture.

Anyway, now I hear there is a movement about called NaBloPoMo. National Blog Posting Month. Similar to NaNoWriMo, the goal is to post a blog entry every day in November. Yayyy! I can do that. Can’t I? Can’t I?

I’m going to give it a shot, folks, and, yes, I’m excited about it. There are no rules. I can blog on anything I want to. You may want to fasten your seat belts now because I’m going to fly with this challenge. I have a lot planned for the month of November and if you come along, you will get a picture of the life I live down here in Louisiana. It won’t be easy. My husband just walked in and said “I don’t know why you spend SO much time on the computer! It’s not healthy!” Brings new meaning to the word challenge.

Until tomorrow,

Here Comes Vicki Allen – Hang On To Your Hat!

Yes, I know it is a worn out cliché, but folks I swear if you look in the dictionary for Type A Personality, you would find a picture of Vicki Allen. To prove my point, let me list just a few of her titles and activities:
Pharmacist, drug store/restaurant owner, Mardi Gras Mask Maker and Krewe Member, Certified Zumba Instructor, Wife, Mother, Daughter,….. and my personal favorite – Author. Oh yeah, she likes scrapbooking and photography too. I have known for a long time that I would blog about her but our respective schedules are definitely not in sync, (imagine that) so I did the next best thing. I emailed her. The following post is a conglomeration of the answers she gave to my somewhat amateurish questions, and from my own observations from having met this little red-headed powerhouse in person a couple of times. Besides that, we are facebook friends, that being my only claim to her fame. But first, can I say how much she inspired me without even knowing it? It was probably 2002 or 2003. I can’t remember. Maybe it was 2001? Anyway, we were both set up in our booths at the Pecan Festival, she with her books and gift baskets, me with my paintings. I spotted her booth across the way and was drawn to the books. Luckily, I approached the booth at the same time a person I knew did and low and behold, she happened to know Vicki personally. I met her and was totally thrilled. I was talking to a real author! To make a short story simple, I took advantage of the moment and crammed every question I could think of about writing and publishing into my ten minutes of conversation with her. I can’t remember a lot of what we talked about, after all I was star struck, but I do remember one thing. She encouraged me to write. She encouraged me to believe that I could do it.

You know the rest of the story. It took me several years, but I took her advise and I wrote a few books. The first one I lost to cyber-space. That was shortly before I learned what a memory stick is. The second book – well, let’s just say that one never saw the light of a publisher’s day, and for good reason. It took on a life of it’s own and seemed to turn into an exorcism of every bad thing I could think of. Brrrrrr! Glad that one’s gone. The next one, I published. And I am very, very happy about that. By the way, thanks Vicki. Who is to say I could have done it without your encouragement that October day about a hundred years ago?

Vicki Allen

So humor me a bit, people, the following ‘interview’ is pretty much elementary answer-and-question style without much literary embellishment. But I’m tellin’ you, she’s dynamite, so hang on!

Q: What inspired you to write?
A: Not quite sure how it started. I’ve been writing since around age 7 when I used to ride around the neighborhood on my bicycle building onto the stories that randomly popped into my head. As I got older, I began to jot them down. In fact, I developed the plot for what later became my first book, “For Molly” at age 16.

Q: How many books in print, how many working on now?
A: Currently four books in print: “For Molly,” “The Search for Shannon,” “The Return” and ”Drink One to Me, Christian Bennett” with three more in the works.

Q: How do you write more than one at a time?
A: I’ve learned over the years to write down all ideas, dialogue, descriptive passage, etc., as soon as they come to mind. Some remain vague scenes or random snippets of dialogue, while others develop into full-fledge manuscripts. The more appealing the idea, the more I tend to build on it. “The Return” started from a single paragraph I scribbled down while working on “The Search for Shannon” and grew steadily from there. Once I become engrossed in a storyline, it’s difficult for me to put it aside, even while in the middle of another project so ultimately, I bounce between them as the mood strikes.

Q. How has your family encouraged your work?
A. My entire family has always been incredibly supportive of my work, allowing me time and space to write, reading rough drafts, serving as sounding boards as I toss around ideas, and even accompanying me on book tours—and after four books and three-hundred-plus author events and signings, that says a lot.

Q. Where do you write?
A. I can write just about anywhere, which is why I keep a little notebook in my purse to jot down ideas as soon as they come. I’ve found that nothing is quite as good if I try to remember it later. If my notebook is not handy, any scrap of paper will do. The majority of my books were constructed from handwritten notes, typed pages and rubber-banded stacks of envelopes, scrap paper and Post-It Notes.

Q. Tell me about the hut.
A. The hut is my creative mecca – a freestanding office designed by my husband after he read an article about Oprah Winfrey’s backyard retreat. At the time, our sons were young; our house was loud, constantly filled with rambunctious boys and I was in desperate need of a quiet space to concentrate. To the untrained eye, the hut is sheer chaos—a disorganized cluttered space littered with beads/paint/feathers, photographs and haphazard piles of binder-clipped manuscript pages, but to me, it’s heaven…

Where all the magic happens

Q. Live in the country?
A. We live on 2 acres backing up to a lake just outside the city limits. Close enough to still be in town, yet secluded enough to feel like we’re on vacation.

Q. How often do you write?
A. In an ideal world, I would write everyday. In reality, I write constantly in my head, but for the past couple of years, truly have only had pockets of time here and there to put a few passages on paper. Raising three children and owning a business have consumed much of our time, but now that our youngest child has started college, I am hoping to settle back into a daily routine.

Q: Character you love best?
A: Four-Way Tie: Susanna Robicheaux (For Molly), Lois Carson (The Search for Shannon), Doug Fairchild (For Molly), Javier Cabrera (Drink One to Me, Christian Bennett).

Q. Character you identify with?
A: As with most writers, there is a little bit of me in all of my characters. I don’t think one could pour as much heart and soul into creating them and not have at least some aspects of his own personality shine through. I identify most with my strong feminine characters – the take-charge types with vibrant spirits, dry wit and sharp tongues, which comes as a surprise to most of my readers. Where they are convinced they are meeting Ashley, they actually get Susanna. 😀

Q. Include friends as characters, names?
A. In all my books, only four characters are based on real people and only one of those carries the same first name.

Q. How does you separate work life, play life, writing?
A. Unfortunately, as noted above, work is the evil stepchild who presently demands the majority of my attention. When I do write, I prefer to hunker down in the hut at night or on my day off so I can get it all down without interruption. Play life? In short supply—Right now, play life is proportional to the time we can leave the pharmacy and get out of town 😀

Q. Awards?
A. The Search for Shannon was a fiction finalist for the Oklahoma Book Award.


Just as I am

blessed are we

I had to laugh the other day when I read a post from an author I follow on fb. She said even though it was the middle of the afternoon, she was kicked back in her pajamas with a glass of wine, her manuscript, and a bowl of popcorn. Her hair was a mess, she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet, the house needed to be straightened up. And she was writing a steamy, sexy episode in her currant WIP (work-in-progress). We’re talking about a big time author, ya’ll. One with several novels under her byline.

I can relate. Except for the steamy, sexy part. I can’t say my experience in writing has led me there, but I’m not judging those who do. I just relate to the part about sitting in pajamas with a glass of wine for an afternoon of writing. If I had a glass of wine, I would be drinking it now. Sitting in my pajamas? Naw, I can’t because there is an old man who lives across the road who is liable to come a-visiting at any given moment. He’s funny that way. He and my man sit on the back porch and shoot the breeze quite often and for as long as a good pot of coffee lasts. I’m glad my husband has friends who are like that, especially since we live way out in the boon-docks.

I love my life here in the country. I have everything that makes me happy along with a deep and abiding appreciation for the One who led me here. I’ve had my share of disappointments and problems, and no doubt will have more. That’s life. But considering where I was and where I am… Every once in a while I have to say “You’re scarin’ me now, Lord!” because of all of the unexpected and wonderful blessings He drops in my lap. And for what? What did I do to deserve anything?

The simple answer is that I did nothing to deserve any blessing. They are His gifts. A Father’s gifts to His child. Ain’t it grand!

The reason I mention it is because last Sunday my husband and I went to church in Alexandria, some 45 or 50 miles from our home. We love to go to Our Lady of Prompt Succor Catholic Church when we can. I know the Spirit is the same everywhere but something is different for us there. The atmosphere feels holy and alive. When we settle in to pray at Mass, we feel thrust into the life of the Spirit.

And the music ain’t too shabby either. Just before the Mass is over, a period of meditation is offered and music is a big part of that. Last Sunday, the music director sang a song that gave me goose-bumps and made my husband wipe tears from his eyes. I don’t know the name of it, but I do know the message: Oh, how he loves us. Those words became real like they were coming straight from His lips. He loves us! He really does rejoice over us!

I can’t speak for everyone there, but I needed to hear those words precisely at that moment. Blessed be the Lord!

This afternoon, I am kicked back in the recliner, fully dressed, no glass of wine or popcorn (although that does sound good) and I’m trying to add meaningful words to my own WIP. Failing that, I let my mind wander and reminisce about where I am in life, how I got here, why, and where I’m going. Good questions, huh? Well….wherever He leads me, just as I am. I will need His guidance because on my own, I’m a pretty awful example, but with Him, I am awesome. Glad I thought of that. Now maybe I can get some writing done.

Blessings to ya’ll! Don’t forget to pray for peace.