The Heart of the Matter
A short story about love
My friend Deb left me a voicemail. Deb’s college-aged daughter, Sam, was sad. Sam's roommate, Morgan, had just lost her dad. (l to r: Morgan, MC, KatBart and Sam) Sam and...
A short story about love
My friend Deb left me a voicemail. Deb’s college-aged daughter, Sam, was sad. Sam's roommate, Morgan, had just lost her dad. (l to r: Morgan, MC, KatBart and Sam) Sam and...
The Gifts of Instead
I was scheduled for a pre-mother's day book event at The Book Passage, an amazing and popular bookstore just over the Golden Gate Bridge. This beautiful and vibrant bookstore did everything...
The Gifts of Instead
I was scheduled for a pre-mother's day book event at The Book Passage, an amazing and popular bookstore just over the Golden Gate Bridge. This beautiful and vibrant bookstore did everything...
The Great Giveaway!!
Hello and welcome to The Great Giveaway Day! Today I’m celebrating 20 years of authorship, 20 years of making my way in the world through my words and creativity. In the...
The Great Giveaway!!
Hello and welcome to The Great Giveaway Day! Today I’m celebrating 20 years of authorship, 20 years of making my way in the world through my words and creativity. In the...
Giveaway Happening — April 24, 2017
Hello friends! It’s been 20 years since I self-published my first book, The Gift of an Angel for parents welcoming a new child. To honor this milestone, I’m hosting a...
Giveaway Happening — April 24, 2017
Hello friends! It’s been 20 years since I self-published my first book, The Gift of an Angel for parents welcoming a new child. To honor this milestone, I’m hosting a...
Choosing Kindness
I was tired and crabby yesterday and knew I needed to go the store for wrapping paper. Turning into the Rite Aid parking lot, I was stopped mid-turn by a teenage boy...
Choosing Kindness
I was tired and crabby yesterday and knew I needed to go the store for wrapping paper. Turning into the Rite Aid parking lot, I was stopped mid-turn by a teenage boy...
Glowing up
“When am I going to glow up?” my daughter asked me, sitting in the passenger seat of our van in the driveway. We had just returned from school shopping at...
Glowing up
“When am I going to glow up?” my daughter asked me, sitting in the passenger seat of our van in the driveway. We had just returned from school shopping at...