[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”438″][vc_column_text]Since childhood writing has always been how I think things through. As I grew I wrote for an audience and in my late twenties, I began to write for hire. I have written books, both print and digital and both fiction and non-fiction. I have written poetry, essays, newsletters, articles, editorials, blog posts, book and movie reviews, product reviews, adoption profiles, and so much more. Most of my freelance work has been as a ghost writer and I cannot share those because of non-disclosure agreements and copyright issues. I can share the following pieces with you and of course, I can write for you according to your needs.
I am open to most subjects and genres but I do reserve the right to refuse a project that isn’t a good fit for my abilities, interests, or taste.
Check these out and let me know if I can help you with your writing project as a ghostwriter or freelance writer.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_tta_accordion color=”white” spacing=”5″ c_align=”center” active_section=”1″ collapsible_all=”true”][vc_tta_section title=”Book Excerpts” tab_id=”1500162729830-430df32f-9502″][vc_column_text]Excerpt from my first published novel, One Perfect Now.
I sat on the big leather couch that we had paid far too much for. It was perfect for the den since we mostly read or talked in there. The kids had always played under our feet in the living room because we liked interacting with them while they played. Eventually their toys and games and things had taken over. That’s where the television was so that is where the game systems were.
When we found that we needed some “grown up space” it just made sense that we make our space in the den instead of moving all of the kids and their many accessories to another room. The rich colors felt like a hug tonight as I sat back and reflected on our life together. For so many years as a child I had longed for a home that was safe and warm. The child I was would have thought us rich. In fact, I remember distinctly the first time I felt rich which was the other “kindest thing” anyone had ever done for me.
Elliott and I had been married only a few months. We were still very much in the honeymoon stage and we had gone grocery shopping together. I thought he was like a kid in a candy store; buying snacks and treats and non-essentials like there was no tomorrow. “These aren’t on the list Elliott” I’d complained. He told me not to worry, that he hadn’t made a list so it was okay. I was so worried about the budget that we very nearly had our first argument in the Kroger frozen foods aisle right next to the pizzas and pot pies. By the time we had made it to the breakfast aisle, I was sure he’d lost his mind and I told him so.
“Honey, we can afford to eat” he’d called as he grabbed a second box of name brand cereal.
“But we don’t need two kinds of cold cereal Elliott!”
I had raised my voice a little more than I intended to and it startled us both.
He looked at me, perplexed and said very simply, “no, we don’t Sandy. No one needs two kinds of cold cereal, but I want them and there is no good reason
we cannot or should not buy them.”
He put them in the basket and pulled from the front of it guiding me to the canned food aisle. I was near tears when he looked back. A wall of canned peas and corn on one side and various beans on the other sheltered us from prying eyes as…
[/vc_column_text][/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Articles” tab_id=”1499884497175-3bc65965-cc5e”][vc_column_text]How Employee Benefits Programs Benefit Your Bottom Line
This is one from a series of articles about Employee Benefits I wrote for an Australian client. I enjoy working with clients from different cultures as it helps me to stretch myself as a writer.[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]A Family Defined by Love, Pg 6, IPHC Experience Magazine
This article focused on The Boatright family, who had raised four children, adopted two more, and were fostering two others. It was a privilege to write this for and about The Boatrights as they were not only my pastors but also my friends.[/vc_column_text][/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Poetry” tab_id=”1499884516099-5c9ff407-1ac6″][vc_column_text]Original poetry is a personal thing. There are as many interpretation and opinions about poetry as there are poets and poetry readers. Still, it is a romantic and important, and beautiful art. Here are some of my originals…
I Sit and I Grin This silly poem makes me happy as I read it lyrically.
I Need a New Me We all think we need this or that changed, tweaked, or made-over. This poem was written on one of “those days”.
Stolen Femininity Stolen femininity is a poem I wrote to help myself deal with the pain and loss of my “female parts” to cancer. With loss came grief, but after grief came gratitude.[/vc_column_text][/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Essays” tab_id=”1499884527027-5262565a-8481″][vc_column_text]Most of my essays are for and about being a woman, a mom, a writer, and a Christian. Here are a few examples for your consideration.
God’s Love is Not For Sale is an essay I wrote one morning about revelations in my quiet time.
Last Home Game was written when I got home after my son’s last high school football game. I guess I simply assumed that he would play something professionally. I thought then and still do, that he was the best athlete on the team, whatever team he was on.
Running To or Away? is an essay I wrote as I struggled with my habit of overeating and using food as a coping mechanism.[/vc_column_text][/vc_tta_section][vc_tta_section title=”Reviews” tab_id=”1499884576362-696d669b-5032″][vc_column_text]I have over 200 book and product reviews on Amazon.com[/vc_column_text][/vc_tta_section][/vc_tta_accordion][/vc_column][/vc_row]