He was my first love...my dad. His hand was always available to hold. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to change a tire, shoot a gun and threatened the first boy who broke my heart. Not every memory is that of perfection. That's from my dad, too...realism. Honesty. Truth. He always said… Continue reading 5 Years Ago…
That's it. Someone asked me questions about my writing. I've made it...totally famous. I jest of course, but I want to thank HW Book Nook and Cranny for being so gracious as to ask about my writing. It was a simple text interview, but it challenged me to think about some topics and realize there… Continue reading My First Interview
Blogging is a bit of a tight-rope experience for me. I teeter when sharing too much and attempt to right myself by focusing on the finish line. I'm not keen on sharing personal info in this forum, but understand that when the writing is more personal- it resonates with people. So, here goes...I'm going through… Continue reading Mid-life Crisis
Toni L. Harty 