Debra Gaynor

Sarah and Ryan in 2002 are our first born grandchildren. They live about an hour and a half from us. When they were little we would make the trip to pick them up knowing what was going to transpire. TEARS! Sarah and Ryan loved our German Shepherd, Buddy, and he loved them. So I began […]

Martha Brockenbrough

I fell in love with reading when I was a child. Books were comfort. They were exciting. Heartbreaking. Funny. Full of wonder. They were a place I could go to experience other lives and in doing so, learn how better to live my own. This is why I write: to say something about what it […]

Meredith Wild

I believe I’ve always been a writer at heart. Throughout my life, I have often been drawn to the craft as a path to emotional survival, to help process an overwhelming physical world. I came to write fiction after years of having buried many of my creative dreams under the tech company I’d started after […]

Janet B Taylor

Why do I write? Well see, I come from a family full of southern women with big hair and even bigger mouths. And man, do we love to tell stories. One day a few years ago, I had a shower epiphany. ‘What if I tried to write down some of these stories rolling around in […]

Jeff Zentner

For as long as we have recorded history, one of humanity’s great projects has been to seek some form of immortality. Religions are oriented toward life eternal and resurrection. Conquerors haven taken to the field in search of a name that would outlive their bodies. Legends speak of wellsprings of everlasting life. This pull toward […]

Rachel Walmsley

I’ve always written. True stories. Stories that come from travel. I can’t write about what I don’t know so everything I have ever written has been a recount of something ridiculous that has happened to me from falling down a squat toilet in Nepal to commandeering a horse from local Mexicans for a tequila mission. […]

Penelope Ward

I began writing in early 2013 after discovering a love for reading in the new adult genre. As the mother of a severely autistic child, both reading and writing became a means of escape from the stresses of daily life. It was also a way to manifest the fantasies that had always run through my […]