About the Book

Second Son: A Novel of the Deep South Small town sins and secrets can be deadly. Second Son chronicles a poor southern boy's journey to manhood during the final years of the Great Depression and the epic panorama of World War II. In Mississippi, 1938, an eighth-grade education is all young Towanna Whitaker needs to be... Continue Reading →

Traveling in the Time of COVID

At the tender ages of 70 and 68, my husband, Buster, and I bought a used RV travel trailer. We’d spent a year in quarantine due to the COVID. No movies, no dinners with friends, limited contact with our church family. No time at the gym. We longed to get out of the house for... Continue Reading →

I Signed a Publishing Agreement

Friday, April 24 2020: After working on my uncle's book, Second Son, for five years and searching for an agent for months, I've signed a publishing agreement with Touchpoint Press. That was on April 16th, and I'm still in shock. They've sent me a ton of forms to fill out, and there's more to come.... Continue Reading →

The Tale of the Dog

“Mom, I’m thinking of getting a dog.” I studied my youngest child with a bit of trepidation. We’d been carpooling for several months, and it was his turn to drive. Both of us worked at the Palo Verde Generating Station, about 60 miles west of downtown Phoenix, Arizona. Robert was 28, single, and known to... Continue Reading →

From Engineer to Writer

At age 11, my family was stationed in Fort Knox, Kentucky (yes, I'm an army brat) and the new Apollo Space Program dominated the news. I'd also just finished reading most of the young adult sci-fi novels by Robert Heinlein, Isaac Asimov, and Arthur C. Clarke located in the elementary school library. So naturally, I... Continue Reading →

Collaborating with a Ghost . . .

Second Son, A Novel of the Deep South, is not my book. It's my uncle's book, one he finished in 1964, and never got to see published. It tells the story of Towanna Whitaker, a poor white southern boy born into the 1938 cotton fields of Sunflower County, Mississippi, who longs for more. Uncle Willis... Continue Reading →

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