This past week as I sat to journal as I do every day, I recorded 4/4/24. That rang a bell in my memory. On 4/4/74 I set apart a day to pray about what I should do with about 250 poems I had written over the previous 15 months. I heard nothing, so I decided to type each one on a paper, put them in a box, and send them to a local publishing house listed in the yellow pages….
As a writer, much of your time is spent alone without any feedback. I love it when I hear from a reader–especially when they have enjoyed the read. Recently I received this feedback from my WW II book Hard Times in the Heartland: “My dear friend – I could hardly put the book down. I love the discussion questions – they made me ponder as to how I would answer them. “You are such a thoughtful writer. I know your mother…