A year ago

It has been nearly a year since I posted. Beside finishing another round of edits on my latest, our two oldest kids moved out, I tested for my third dan, I’ve traveled quite a bit (Pacific Northwest), and lost three family members. I had been looking forward to turning 42 (since it is the meaning Read More

How fiction fights evil

I will admit, sometimes I feel insecure because I love fiction. When I ask people what they read and they tell me non-fiction, self help, autobiographies…I automatically classify them as intelligent. More intelligent. I’m taken right back to grade school: “Hilarey has so much potential, if only she would stop daydreaming.” Apparently I could be Read More