by MarianBeaman | Jul 10, 2024 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Behold, some miracles! SPEECH Skills learned in early childhood become more difficult to acquire later on, says the research. It seems simple to teach preschoolers any language they hear. In fact, they can learn it often without a trace of an accent. Why...
by MarianBeaman | Dec 13, 2023 | blog, book review, Literature, meditation, Quotations, Uncategorized
Medical Musings and Playing with Words Mercifully, I’ve skated through more than seven decades of life with few aches and pains. Over the years, my sympathy for others has extended to sending get-well cards, making phone calls and hospital visits....
by MarianBeaman | Oct 25, 2023 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Education, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, Literature, meditation, Uncategorized
Last week, Cliff and I attended my 60-year-college class reunion at Eastern Mennonite University in Virginia. Harrisonburg, VA is a long way from north Florida, so we took a Delta flight. The distance measured in time: a 14 to16-hour car trip, or a 4-hour flight,...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 27, 2023 | Amish fiction, book review, Conflict, Literature, popular culture, Quotations, Romance, Uncategorized
Turn on Hallmark Channel Watch for Glamorous female character, with swirling, highlighted hair and bright eyes. Note two handsome hunks: One real-estate mogul, loaded but with zero personality The other, a poor artist (or writer) with heart of gold...
by MarianBeaman | May 24, 2023 | blog, book review, Education, Literature, popular culture, Quotations, Uncategorized
I read to relax, to be entertained, and to learn something new. Learning something new is what happened recently as I turned the pages of Mary Pipher’s Writing to Change the World, a book chock-full of scholarly references and bunches of quotable lines, ending with...
by MarianBeaman | May 3, 2023 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Memory, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
Oh, my word! What a royal mess my writing studio had become. My space looked a fright at the end of March, just before my memoir launch party April 1. On that day friends and family would descend on our home to inspect my second memoir. They’d head for the...
