2018 - Barbara Meyers

How To Reform An A$$hole

By Barb Meyers December 26, 2018Addiction, dads, editors, Family, fiction, If You Dare, Red Bud Series, Romance Novels

He’s got custody of his newborn daughter which he’s ill-equipped to handle. His son wants nothing to do with him. Emmaline’s sister shows up at his door and blames him for her death. The daughter Doug never knew about because Emmaline gave her up for adoption without telling him arrives, bringing her own anger and abandonment issues.

#hertoo “I Got Myself Raped”

By Barb Meyers December 3, 2018Drinking, friends, Friendship, Life, memories, Prayer2 Comments

I know I was at fault. I shouldn’t have left my friends. I should have made sure they were safe. There’s no excuse for being young and dumb and naïve. The memory of what happened to Rose, of losing her friendship, doesn’t seem like punishment enough for what I did. Which is probably why I buried the memory as long as I did.

I’d Rather Be Read

By Barb Meyers November 24, 2018books, Good Books, Independent Publishing, Publishing, Rants, Reading, Writing1 Comment

It’s one thing for a publisher to undervalue an author, but it seems to me, it’s quite another for the author to undervalue his/herself and his/her work. Ask anyone who’s tried to write a book. It is not an easy thing. Well, not an easy thing if you want to write a good book.

I Have Not Come To Mourn. I Have Come To Say Goodbye.

By Barb Meyers November 11, 2018aging, death, dying, Family, God, hospice, nursing home, parents, senior citizens, Uncategorized2 Comments

She had been in a nursing home for several years, deteriorating at a snail’s pace. On my annual visits, my brother and I would question the wisdom of stockpiling old people in places like this.

So Long. I Love You, Babe. A Hospice Story.

By Barb Meyers November 1, 2018aging, hospice, love, Marriage, memories, senior citizens, Uncategorized

From where he sits on the sofa, Vivaldi on the portable CD player next to him, he sees everything but can make sense of nothing. His home gleams. Not a spot of dust anywhere. His wife, with nothing else to do but care for him, has become obsessive. Dust she can control. A husband whose mind deteriorates a little more each day is beyond her.

The All or Nothing Mentality: Why Generalizations Generally Don’t Work

By Barb Meyers October 7, 2018Politics, Rants, Social Commentary, Uncategorized

Rosa Parks did not yell and scream. She did not have a mob behind her yelling and screaming about her rights as a woman and as a human being. Rosa Parks sat on a bus and refused to move. Hers is just one example of demonstrating power. As a woman and as a human being. We could all learn from her example.

How To Reform An A$$hole

#hertoo “I Got Myself Raped”

I’d Rather Be Read

I Have Not Come To Mourn. I Have Come To Say Goodbye.

So Long. I Love You, Babe. A Hospice Story.

Picky Reader Reads Again

Between father and daughter: “I’m who I am because of you.”

When What Was Lost Is Found: Never Give Up Hope

IF YOU DARE – Work in Progress – Excerpt