CHAPTER ONE Freedom. I stepped into the shower and inhaled deeply, allowing the heat to penetrate my aching muscles and soothe my nerves.  Being a stay at home mom to two kids was a lot harder than I’d expected.  Thankfully they’d both gone down fairly easily tonight, and I reveled in the knowledge that for the next few hours I was free. I heard Mark as he entered the bathroom, and I could tell he was trying really hard not to disturb me.  He knew how sacred my nightly shower ritual was – the only time I really had to myself anymore. “Mark?” “Yeah.” “What is it?  Is the... (Read More ...)

How a Mom Writes a Novel.The Story of Reese Reed. It began with a thought. A fleeting moment in time.  Could I do this?   Could I really pull this off? It was almost laughable, considering the sheer volume of work that was thrust ahead of me every day. Still, it gnawed at me. The desire grew larger, consuming my every thought until I thought the ideas would burst from within me if I didn’t at least give it a try. “I’m going to write a book,” I said to my husband one night. “You’re what?” he asked, breaking free of the trance induced by the glow of the... (Read More ...)