CJ's Writer Thoughts

Relaxation and Peace Our weekend down in North Carolina was short, but so relaxing and memorable. This was to be the first time my da...

Before I get too busy and forget, I wanted to tell you I'll be gone over the weekend, so I won't be posting on my blogs until after ...

A very dear friend contacted me a few years ago to tell me about the untimely death of someone very close to her.  It had been years since w...

Blue Bird When I was a little girl, we had a huge old apple tree in the side yard. It's long branches came within inches of my bedr...

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids and, looking back, I'm afraid we actually made things worse for them. For my grand...

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose -- and y ou know that you're ...

Okay, folks, I'm going out on a limb with this one.  Since I'm predominantly a children's author, I don't usually post thi...

When Love is Gone by CJ Heck I watched  in guilty silence feeling like an uninvited voyeur  as an  elderly  woman  ...