Books - Tricia Lott Williford

This Book Is For You: Here’s the SCOOP!

by Tricia Lott Williford | Nov 17, 2020 | Books, My Faith, TLW

Sometimes I like to pretend like I’m having coffee with you. This is one of those times. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on...

It’s Not a Word – Yet.

by Tricia Lott Williford | Oct 21, 2020 | Books, For Real?, I Am Ridiculous, Think Like An Artist, TLW, Writing

“Tarbled.” adjective: wind-blown; lacking precision but compensating in charm; messy but cute. ~ ~ ~ “I am a lover of messy people; a tarbled mom of two teenage boys who are likely late to school and wearing mismatched socks; I have been known to absent-mindedly...

Today is The Day I get to Show You My New Book

by Tricia Lott Williford | Oct 14, 2020 | Books

This Book Is For You Loving God’s Words in Your Actual Life. By Tricia Lott Williford Coming Soon in 2021 NavPress As I have gingerly approached the starting line for writing this book, I have received three generous and gracious doses of recurring feedback:...

Blogging to Build Your Platform

by Tricia Lott Williford | Mar 30, 2020 | Books, Think Like An Artist, TLW, Writing, You Can Do This

In the writing world, your “Platform” is the broad term for “the people who listen to you.” The size of your platform matters quite a lot to publishers. After all, if they’re going to invest in your writing and give you a contract, they...

I Have Something to Tell You: I Wrote A Novel.

by Tricia Lott Williford | Mar 27, 2020 | Books, Quotables, TLW, Writing

Strapp held his wife’s hand as he drove, stealing glances at the photograph she held. This was the only picture they had of their son, a photo they received from their social worker. The boy looked to be about six years old, and he had dark skin, darker eyes, and...

Scribbling in the Dark

by Tricia Lott Williford | Jan 3, 2020 | Books, Think Like An Artist, Writing

“Mom, is that what you’re wearing?” They are teenagers now – one teen and one almost-teen – and they take great interest or offense in what I am wearing. “This is what I am wearing,” I say, side glancing his way as I drop a...