Thanksgiving at Grandma’s Grandma’s pumpkin pies Cinnamon, ginger, all spice… the scents of heaven. The old farm house… filled with family, filled with love. Grandpa saying gra… more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons' WeblogElizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Thanksgiving at Grandma’s Grandma’s pumpkin pies Cinnamon, ginger, all spice… the … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Jack was a lazy farmer and spent more time at the local pub drinking and betting than tending his cr … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Dragonfly Cover From above the shadows … light Orphaned and impoverished, Gray Baldwin is a … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: His anger Ever present Ever harsh His anger Never ending Never rational His anger Always de … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Ike roared through here on Sunday with hurricane force winds. I guess I can say I’ve seen ev … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Supper was over and I’d settled several residents in the lounge to smoke and converse together, whil … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: I was pleased to be interviewed at Dark Angel Reviews this month. Check it out: https://www.darkange … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: A Father’s Gift Straightening, I stretched my back and wiped the sweat from my brow. The seemingly … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Anyone remember that old song by The Capenters? “Nothin to do but frown, Rainy days and Monday … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Best selling author M. Jean Pike is having a Summer Reading Contest and will be giving away a signed … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Be an “I” instead of a “Me.” We are tacitly taught that we exist and just … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: As writers, we’ve all gotten them, those dreaded rejection letters. I had a feedback form on m … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: I awoke with a start and squinted my droopy eyes at the lighted clock face. Five minutes till midnig … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: “Writing poetry is like breathing. It comes naturally to me, and I’m ever grateful for this gi … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: This morning as I sat on my porch drinking my coffee and trying to wake up, a blue heron soared in t … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Where her heart is, there will she be also … Deep in a box of used books, counselor Tory Sasse … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Willow Mackenzie desperately needs a miracle. Darby Sullivan has one to offer. But sharing it may … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: September, 1968… Scorned by her zealot mother after being raped by a cult leader, The Shepherd … more →
Elizabeth Melton Parsons wrote 1 year ago: Celia It was a long haul between Leavenworth and Casey. Tom knew if he didn’t fill up in Organ S … more →