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  • New Adventures and Contest Submissions!

     Dear Readers,I have some exciting updates to share with you about my writing journey!First, I want to let you know that the Woolsey Saga is now complete, particularly in regard to the father-son story of Richard and William. If you haven’t grabbed your copies yet, now’s the time! While the saga has room for many more stories, and perhaps someday I’ll explore our Revolutionary War soldiers or other amazing Woolseys, I don’t have any additional Woolsey plans on the horizon at this time.Currently, I’m stepping way out of my comfort zone. I’ve decided to write a book for the Writers…

  • 52 Ancestors: The Bridge Between Two Worlds–William Vaughn Cook

     The Bridge Between Two Worlds: William Vaughn Cook’s Journey from Missouri Pioneer to Chickasaw Citizen In the dusty archives of the National Archives and the faded pages of century-old census records, there lives a story that speaks to the heart of America’s frontier experience—a tale of love, adaptation, and the courage to cross cultural boundaries. It’s the story of William Vaughn Cook, a man who became a bridge between two worlds. A Mystery That Began in Kentucky Picture this: somewhere in the rolling hills of Kentucky, a family named Cook made a decision that would echo through generations. Ananian (or…

  • 52 Ancestors: Earliest Ancestor – Edward Beeson (1659-1712)

      When I think about how far back I can trace my family tree with confidence, Edward Beeson stands as my earliest researched ancestor. While WikiTree may show lines stretching further into the past, Edward represents the furthest point where I’ve personally validated the research and feel confident in the documentation. He’s my 7th great-grandfather, and his story spans two continents and three marriages during the tumultuous early years of colonial America. From Leicestershire to the New World Edward Beeson was born on February 24, 1659, in Thrussington, Leicestershire, England, to Thomas Beeson and Ann (Pecke) Beeson. He was christened…

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     Stuck in the Middle (With You)Writing is romantic. Editing is war. And this week, the battle’s been rough.I’m deep in the editing phase of book two in the Woolsey series, and I’ll be honest, this part is my least favorite. The first draft felt like a victory—getting William’s journey from beginning to end, pulling together all the historical threads, and weaving in the real genealogy behind it. That part felt like a win.But now I’m knee-deep in what I call the scene surgery stage. It’s where I go line by line, digging out all the places where I was telling instead of showing. My…

  • 52 Ancestors: Rachel (Mason) Roe – Hidden in Plain Sight

      “Did your mom speak Romani, and were your mom and dad both gypsy?” The question from my newly discovered cousin, Rhonda Krug, stopped me cold. After fifteen years of tracing my ancestors, I thought I had uncovered every family secret. But this? This was something I never saw coming. My second-great-grandmother, Rachel Mason Roe, had always been one of my more puzzling ancestors. Born around 1863, she appeared in records with frustrating inconsistencies—different birth years, various spellings of her name, and conflicting information about her origins. When I discovered the 1910 census claiming she was “half Chippewa Indian” born…

  • 52 Ancestors: Helen Fannie (Burnett) Williamson – A Life Swept Westward

      Born August 24, 1862, in Warren County, Kentucky Died September 15, 1909, in Bradley, Grady County, Oklahoma Helen Fannie Burnett’s life embodied the restless spirit of late 19th-century America, when families packed their belongings into wagons and chased opportunities across an expanding frontier. Born during the Civil War in the rolling hills of Kentucky, she would die nearly half a century later in the red dirt of Oklahoma Territory, her journey marking the path of a nation pushing ever westward. Kentucky Roots Helen entered the world on August 24, 1862, as the daughter of John Burnett and Mary Jane…

  • Newsletter: His Greatest Regret

    “It started like a spark — hot, irresistible, impossible to ignore.But sparks burn out fast… and the ashes leave scars.”When I wrote His Greatest Regret, I wanted to explore what happens when grief and longing push two people together — not because they’re ready, but because they’re lonely, human, and aching to feel alive again.Richard and Charlotte’s love was never meant to last.It began as a spark: a widow and a widower, each carrying their own grief, finding an unexpected comfort in one another. What started as warmth grew into a fire that neither of them could control — and that…

  • 52 Ancestors: Tillman Williamson “T. W.” Graham

    Photo shared by Glenda Owen on Ancestry.com My fourth great-grandfather, Tillman Williamson “T.W.” Graham (1817-1893), was a man perpetually in motion, chasing opportunity across three states during one of America’s most transformative periods. But his story also serves as a perfect reminder of why careful record analysis matters in genealogy, because sometimes those convenient Ancestry leaf hints can lead us astray if we’re not paying attention. From Tennessee Roots to Texas Dreams Born on May 15, 1817, near Nunnley in Hickman County, Tennessee, T.W. started life in the established settlements of middle Tennessee. By 1841, he had married Jency Jane Williams in Perry…

  • 52 Ancestors: Willie Marion Crooks

      Sometimes our ancestors seem to emerge from the historical records like ghosts, leaving only breadcrumbs of their existence scattered across decades and state lines. Willie Marion Crooks was one of those restless souls—a man perpetually in motion, chasing opportunities across the American frontier as the 19th century gave way to the 20th. Born on October 18, 1876, in Hill County near Hillsboro, Texas, Willie entered a world still raw from Reconstruction. His parents, Bolivar Houston Crooks and Martha G. Thomas, were raising their large family in the heart of rural Texas, where cotton fields stretched to the horizon and…

  • Newsletter: July 4th Parade

     July 4th ParadeAs I’ve mentioned before, I’m a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution. I have many patriot ancestors, two of whom are on my Woolsey line. Daniel Woolsey was the great-grandfather of Richard Woolsey from my book “His Greatest Regret,” and Daniel’s father Henry—both served together side by side in the American Revolution. You’ll learn a bit more about this in the next book about Richard’s son, William.Families are messy. Richard was the broken link in this family line. He descended from two amazing men who were patriots, then Richard somehow avoided the Civil War, even though…