It's cold this morning with snow fog blanketing the land but I'm wrapped in an old afghan with a hot cup of coffee, warm with the news:
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I hate tooting my own horn but you know what they say.
Thanks for reading this blog especially those of you who have put up with me all these years!!
The Flapper Press recently published my essay, The Cedar Swamp and the Car Wreck, in their online magazine and just notified me that they intend to nominate it for a Pushcart Prize, announcements usually come out after the first of the year.
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Even though I haven't won one of these yet, it sure is nice to be nominated. What long forgotten stories do you think reside in your family's tree? And please let me know if you've received a Pushcart prize or been nominated for one. Give yourself a shout out!!
The fate of a rose planted by my grandmother a hundred years ago released by Flapper Press
The Flapper Press is a literary magazine of Useful Words, Inspiring Stories, and Eclectic Perspectives and I'm very happy to be a part of it.
Also shared with Poets and Storytellers's "Lasting Impressions". No one makes more lasting ones than mothers and grandmothers.