November 6, 2017

Southern Writers: The Gift of Encouragement

Southern Writers Magazine is a publication, in digital, print, and online formats, for readers and writers and is full of valuable writing tips and encouragement. And in the Nov/Dec special 2017 holiday issue, SWM saved the "Last Word" for me, bless their hearts. I'm tickled pink to be included alongside so many top-notch authors! And I declare, I'm not even from the south!

(Okay, enough is enough. This yankee could never pull off the charm and hyperbole that only those from the south have in their DNA.)

If you need a little reminder of the value of your God-given gifts---especially if you're not winning gold medals with them at the moment, you'll want to read my article.




Check out that list of topics on the cover! If you're a writer (or harboring fantasies of becoming one), let the 2017 holiday issue be a little Christmas gift to yourself. Give yourself some sugar! You deserve it. :)


(Psssst..... here's a link to a free back issue.)

~Camille


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ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. . . .

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:

I've published five novels and 2 novellas (more about those on my website.) I've been writing all my life, but decided in 2007 to get serious about being published.

I love action movies and Jane Austen. (she’s dead, I know. I found that out when I tried to get her to endorse my novel)

They let me play Bass guitar and sing in a worship band.

I can produce 4 dozen homemade cinnamon rolls in a flash for a crowd of drooling young adults. Or publishing house editors.

I used to have a Harley. Now we have seven grandkiddos. Decent trade, really.

I am a proud Grammy. Don't even think about taking candy from my babies.

I hate shopping (Yes, I'm aware that I'm a girl)

MY ROOTS:
I've lived in Oregon all my life, spent time in Eugene (Go DUCKS!), Springfield, Reedsport, and Smith River. Which is not really a town, but a river, about 70 miles long, a tributary of the Umpqua River in southwest Oregon.

Although it's not a town, it is a community with a strong sense of pioneer history. It's cool to say you've lived there, especially if you lived there during the days when you had to take a boat to school. No joke! The old farmhouse my grandfather and my mother grew up in still stands, nestled into a narrow, pasture carpeted valley, complete with a swimmin' hole and its own 'crick'. It may turn up in one of my novels.

There's a rumor that my ancestors had a connection with the Mafia back in Sicily. I used to fantasize as a kid about a big black limo with tinted windows pulling up and whisking me away from school. Ahhh. So THAT'S why I'm having so much trouble conjugating my dangling participles now.

NOT RANDOM: I am challenged by the truth and amazed by the grace of God. And it's either in spite of or because of that grace that I hold a PhD in Learning Stuff the Hard Way.