Authors, Writers, Public Speakers: Get Free Advertising and Share your Memories of Mom…In Honor of Mother’s Day

This is a busy season for my husband and me. Family, teaching, public speaking, radio interviews, and writing obligations have most everyday filled to the brim. Because I'm faced with the challenges of fitting everything into a tight schedule, I'm reaching out to writers and public speakers to help me out by writing on my... Continue Reading →

Surprises in Price, Utah

  Vern and I drove from West Valley City, Utah to Moab, Utah on day two of our Oregon to Texas adventure. On the way, we decided to stop in Price, Utah where some of Vern's mother's family--on her paternal side--the Price's, once had lived. We parked on Main Street and walked several blocks to... Continue Reading →

Salt Lake City Observations

March 31, 2014 Today we headed for Moab, Utah to see one of America’s natural wonders, Arches National Park. We had no idea what to expect, but our son Ryan went through the area three years ago when he moved to Texas and gave it raving reviews. We're lodging at the Castle Valley Inn for... Continue Reading →

Pamela Koefoed’s irresponsible mother Joy Curran had her own ideas about parenting. Children should be allowed to go to bars with their parents, they can be left alone at home for weeks, they should be spoken to as adults, and they should always have good manners. Joy was a charismatic, free-spirited, single parent whose unconventional... Continue Reading →

A Reason to Live

What do dangerous chlorine gas, an exploding house, and a knife attack mean to you? Hopefully nothing. But for me, these were each experiences that I had growing up with my alcohol-addicted mother. Living with her was like trying to survive in a river of crocodiles. My life was often in danger and it's a... Continue Reading →

Five Steps to Help You Achieve Your Dream

My new book, JoyRide: Life, Death and Forgiveness was a three-and-a-half year journey. Writing is a joyous experience for me, but it isn't something I do effortlessly. In fact, I compare writing a book to climbing a perilous mountain; both require preparation, tremendous perseverance, and fortitude. During the "JoyRide" expedition, I was faced with brain... Continue Reading →

Mucles like an Ant

Today I got up eager to begin rewriting the epilogue of my new book, JoyRide. I wrote until I was called away from the writing. When I returned, I found that all the work that I put into the revised epilogue had disappeared. I searched the computer's files, thinking it may have gotten misplaced. (Computers... Continue Reading →

What was I Thinking?

What was I thinking? Where did I get the romantic notion about the writer’s life? Years ago, in my mind’s eye I saw an author seated in a leather office chair at her mahogany desk. Surrounded on two sides by floor to ceiling bookcases, she fashioned prose from her private room where nothing interfered with... Continue Reading →

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