My true writing career began thirty some years ago while going through a valley, alone. I’ve come to believe that we all have a purpose in life, our path to walk.
Now that my middle son Chad Engstrom died on October 14, 2014, the rest of my life is not lived for myself, but to leave his legacy, not only because he was my son, but because of his beautiful soul.
May God guide me…. For our earthly selves are far from perfect, but may we be perfect in His love.
Hello everyone. It’s been awhile since I’ve been on here. I’ve updated my blog and as you can see I will have guest authors. I will also update the interview with Mark. It’s after midnight so I’d better not say too much. Blogging is something I’m still trying to get used to. Hope you have a wonderful day, or a restful sleep, whichever is applies.
Bio: KC Sprayberry started writing young, first as a diarist, and later through an interest in English and creative writing.
After Emily escapes from her grandfather’s farm and takes the train the San Francisco, she ends up in a Brothel. (NOTE: This book is not x rated)
I’m reading blogs, and websites that are filled with so many wonderful and interesting poems, and articles with phrases, and prose that take my breath and make my pulse race. Some of the things I’ve read are painful, shocking and even mind-blowing. I wish I had twenty more hours a day to read everything in them.
My heart has been very heavy these last few months since I lost my kitty, Kidders. Anyone who has lost an animal knows how devastating that is. Thank God, time does heal all wounds. We never forget though.
A lady in a group I belong to started a post called: What was the Peach of your day, and what was the Pit of your day. We can always claim one for each I say, and so I’m going to adopt this delightful tool from her and from whomever passed it down to her, and I will pass it on to you.