Keri English

You know the light that we all look ahead to—the one at the end of the tunnel? I’m wondering what happens when you actually reach it.  Read On »

Willa Cather’s letters are one of a million examples that showcase the power of publication—but wouldn’t she just submit them (or will them to a publisher) if that was what she wanted?  Read On »

If there was indeed an endless circle of reincarnation and we recalled that we were indeed a lemon tree in a previous life, or perhaps remembered not to eat the poison apple, what a wonderful world we’d discover. But if we did indeed come back repeatedly as ourselves… that would be the stuff dreams are made of. Or maybe just a really good story.  Read On »

As I sit here chewing on a peep and watching hockey with the family, I’m reminded that it’s perfectly okay to take a minute for myself.  Read On »

Reading is one thing, but when it comes to writing, there is a certain satisfaction that comes from swooping the ink filled vessel over the open field of pristine white leaves. There is something romantic about crafting a letter to someone you care for in a slow, loving manner. Typing just doesn’t allow for the same personalization.  Read On »

Have you ever had a to-do list that was ten feet long and wondered what to do first? How about contemplating how late is too late to stay up doing one more thing?  Read On »

There comes a time in every writer’s life when they realize that we can’t wait any longer. We need to get the book finished. We want nothing more than to see it come into fruition and we will stop at nothing until it does. I’ve been at that point for a while now.  Read On »

I’ve had jobs that require skills, professionalism, a sense of humor, appearances that impress, the ability to let the small stuff roll off your shoulders and even skimpy clothes and reliable dancing shoes.  Read On »