by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jan 7, 2026 | Santa Cruz, Tres Ojos, Water
Hey my friends, I have a new novel coming out. I don’t know how and I don’t know when, but I think it’s my best effort yet. You see, my old publisher and I have parted ways. It was an amicable arrangement for both of us (thank goodness!) and has left me eager and...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jun 1, 2018 | Travel log
When it was clear my father was dying, I asked him how he’d appear to me once he’d died. I explained to him how my deceased friend visited his wife as a blue heron, how Dixie’s mom came to her as a ladybug. He thought about it for a few seconds, his eyes closed, his...
