Window Over The Sink

I was a poor kid. The obvious, everyone-knows-it poor. We didn't have plumbing, we lived in a little house that would have been small for...

In case this looks familiar ... This is from January of 2023. I'm using it again for three reasons. One is that I really like it. Two is...

Some of the Black Dog Writers - Valerie, Emma, Scott, Navi, Joe, and Brian Speaking of age, as I way too often do ... can you believe...

Welcome author Kate Moore to the Window today! She's here to talk about her latest book, which I highly recommend! Her email to me this...

Brad McClain, talented musician, writer, funeral director and friend, allowed me to use this on the Window seven years ago. When I went...

When I was a kid, I loved having dollar bills. Well, I loved having money at all, but I felt much richer with five ones than with a five....

Our wedding anniversary was Thursday. "How many?" said my sister-in-law in disbelief when I answered the annual question. Fifty-four...

by Pamela S. Thibodeaux This was the question I asked myself when I considered the hours of time and creative energy I’d put into nearly...

I'm writing from what is for me a unique place right now, so I'll probably wear it out. Sorry, not sorry. As I've mentioned ad nauseum ,...

In my novel Her Best Man , Sarah and Will find themselves sharing a cabin on a cruise ship. The forced closeness hastens their romance,...

Where is Julie Morgan? In the small town of Morgan's Landing, fourteen-year-old Julie Morgan disappears on her way to school after a...

Jack Lemmon would say, "It's magic time," before each take, and then he'd step out there and create magic every time. It's what my friend...

Ghost Mountain Ranch Box Set eBook box set available for 99 cents today and `tomorrow   https://books2read.com/GhostMountainRanch “This...

Good morning! I hope you’re enjoying your Month of May. Spring’s in full bloom, the racecars are motoring around the track at the...

This is from 1991, the early years of the Window Over the Sink. It was the first Mother's Day column I ever wrote. It is still my...

After uncounted rewrites and revisions, I finished my novel, The Measure of Life . I’d exercised the right side of my brain until...

Do you ever look back and miss how we used to stand around and debate the ways to make homemade ice cream? Or maybe that was just my...

May is my favorite month of the year. It's the month of family birthdays and anniversaries, graduations, of baseball games, of mowing the...

It’s been years, yet in some ways it feels like yesterday. Hard to believe it was almost seventeen years ago, in fact, when my life...

It was interesting. I didn't have anything to say this morning. I know, I know, that has never stopped me before, but I seriously had...