by Rebecca Copeland | May 22, 2024 | Mystery Fiction
“Never start a novel with a dream,” the experts say. Some go even further and caution against including dreams at all—unless you’re writing fantasy or magic realism. Why? Because, they say, dreams are illogical. They jump from one image to another with no rhyme or... 
by Rebecca Copeland | May 8, 2024 | Memories
Christopher Robin was a good friend of mine. It’s safe to say he was my first friend. No other children my age lived near us on South Main Street. I didn’t have any friends of my own until I started attending kindergarten, just my sisters and their friends.... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Apr 24, 2024 | Memories
Dreams fascinate me. They roil up of their own accord from somewhere deep in the twisty turns of our minds and pull us down unexpected paths. We can’t control them. We can’t make them come to us or even stay. And usually we can’t understand them. When we try to tell... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Mar 27, 2024 | Memories
Is there a city in New York State that starts with “C”? Not a small place like Carlton or Clyde, but a big city, a city the size of Buffalo or Albany? The other night, I was on my way there. Only, for the life of me, I could not remember what the name of the city was....
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