Keri Peardon, Once and Future Author

“Sorry, I’m late,” Josie said, as she breezed into the office Friday evening, tossing her pocketbook carelessly into her desk drawer and slamming the drawer shut with her foot. “That’s alright,” Scott said, distracted by the pile of work Josie had left in his in box the previous day. “No one’s comin

Many high school seniors will soon be graduating and heading for college. Having traveled that road already, I feel it’s my civic duty to impart the knowledge that I have gained since being out of college. 1. Having a degree is important. Where it’s from is not.  When it comes to picking a college,

J.L. Lyon wrote something very interesting on his blog about getting published: When I stand before God’s throne he isn’t going to ask me how many books I’ve sold. He’s going to be concerned with whether or not I was a good steward of the talent he gave me. I was very struck by this [...]

I found this quote on Artist – Mother – Teacher, and I very much resemble it. And, apparently, a lot of other people resemble it; I’ve been checking out a lot of other writers’ blogs lately, and so many people lament the fact that their first bit of writing isn’t what they want it to [...]

Clarice was absolutely delighted when she came downstairs the next day and was greeted by yaps. “A puppy!” she squealed, kneeling down to pick it up. “That’s a present from Josie for us. She thought we missed Blondie.” “Yeah, I miss her,” Clarice said, petting the dog’s head. She laughed and dodged

Sorry it’s taken me so long to get back to my cover-designing lessons, but when I have things on my mind, they must be said! If you’re just coming into this, check out: Lesson 1 Lesson 2 Lesson 3 Lesson 4 I wanted a decorative element around the edges of my picture. I picked out [...]

I’ve been doing some thinking lately about laziness. I’ve been accused of laziness on more than one occasion in my lifetime. And when I don’t accomplish my goals (which all involve physical exertion–like cleaning house), I mentally berate myself for my laziness. Yet, when I examine what I do on a “l