by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt Borrowing a phrase from that spinach-eating sailor, Popeye, I thought about how sometimes life shivers our timbers. Especially when our world shifts, as it has recently, leaving us to balance the teeter-totter of life without hitting the ground with a solid thud.  Purely on a…

by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt When my husband and I attended our first Grand Prix race, I discovered eleven lessons we writers can apply to our writing.  It pays to know the lay of the land before you set out As this was our first time at the race we…

by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt We’ve recently passed through the time of year when two of my favorite constellations, Pleiades and Orion, were visible over our house in the early morning hours. Each morning they rested overhead I walked down the driveway to retrieve the paper, paused, and looked skyward…

by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt With the plethora of writing how-to information available, have you ever found yourself emulating a person or style which isn’t a good fit for you? Sort of like a toddler walking around in his father’s shoes or a warrior wearing someone else’s armor. As I…

by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt While driving north through Alabama on Interstate 85 last year to attend the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference, my husband and I looked for blossoming mimosa trees. We do this every time we drive to the conference. Most years, the trees are covered with…

by Sandy Kirby Quandt @SandyKQuandt One day my husband, son, and I spent two hours hurling axes at a wooden target. As I threw my axe I hit the bull’s eye sometimes, and more times missed, I realized there are some lessons writers can learn from throwing axes. [tweet_box design="default"…