There are places where time loosens its grip, where the restless pulse of the world fades into the quiet rhythm of the wind. Before these emerald hills, beneath an endless sapphire sky, the soul remembers

Today i will post the last bit of my Amsterdam wedding tour on the canals, in black and white . For privacy reasons i will not post photos of the people on the party .

Today marks ten years since I lost my mom, Beverly. It’s strange how a decade can feel both like a lifetime and like no time at all. I still remember the weight of her hand in mine during those final days

Nine novels. Six years. While I was working full-time and running two businesses. People hear that and assume I quit my job, or I've got no kids, or I'm some kind of writing savant. None of that's true.