
Who were these women struggling, creating, laughing and loving beside their men? I am urged to name them, breathe life into their ancient spirits and stoke the flickering embers of their history.
Emily Dickinson wrote: “The dearest ones of time, the strongest friends of the soul—books.” My early, sweet memories of books forged a writer. A children’s story is born when I yearn to share a special location, a natural phenomenon or the challenge of youthful angst with others.