Melisa Peterson Lewis
The first draft of the first book I've ever written is well underway. I wrote the entire thing and then discovered the beginning stinks. So big revisions are underway. I guess this is considered my second draft in that case. I've honestly lost track. Like, crab picking. The first time I sat down to eat... Continue Reading →
I’m reading Where’d You Go Bernadette, which is a book club choice and not one I would normally choose for myself because it seems like one of those fluffy over-rated books that get turned into movies. Well, I love it. Shocking! I love it because Bernadette is a little crazy (just like me) and she... Continue Reading →
Since a young girl, I carved words into a unicorn and rainbow diary expressing my thoughts on popularity, friendships, disappointment, and clothing. My life was shallow on the surface but these things led to sleepless nights and hiding in the back of classrooms trying to be unseen. I’ve realized how much the scenery changes as... Continue Reading →
I dig my hands into the dirt and plant a garden. I sit at my keyboard and let a storyline drum through my head until it finds its way to the screen. I expose my weaknesses and fears so I can overcome obstacles that once were. I share my triumphs because I want to be... Continue Reading →
My days are like climbing a jungle gym. I might fall if I don’t grasp the bar firmly. Searching for balance as of late has been an ongoing mission. I realize life will never be in perfect balance, though some days may feel that way, most will not. Yesterday I had my toddler run away... Continue Reading →
