Have a nice stay!
The writing process itself became my own Route 66, a brutal, mile-by-mile excavation of grief and misplaced hope. Every word I wrote for Matilda, every hardship she faced on the road, was a mirror reflecting the abandonment I felt, not just as a child, but throughout my life.
For her seventeenth birthday Matilda Banks receives letters written by her mother, who disappeared when Tildy was an infant, and sets off to follow her along Route 66. Will she be able to solve the mystery surrounding her mother’s disappearance or lose herself along the way? In My Mother Road, some journeys only happen once in two lifetimes. My Mother Road by Phyllis York
Moreover, Missourians are proving that the power truly lies with the people. When given a chance to decide, voters have shown their commitment to empathy and justice, like when they overturned a near-total abortion ban. This speaks volumes about the heart of Missouri and its deep-rooted values.
I do love writing… usually.
Velma was looking for clues, but found some Japanese inspired art by Logan Trammel, and several other pieces that I procured or created. Just beneath Velma’s feet are some art supplies waiting for a new home.
