Kathryn Page Camp

  I’ve just begun the first draft of a new book. This one is women’s fiction about a writer who is burned out. No, it isn’t me, especially n...

  This is the eleventh Mother’s Day that I will celebrate without mine. A year-and-a-half before she died, I wrote a poem to her and all mot...

  My regular readers know that I love photography. I’ll never be an Ansel Adams or a Dorothea Lange, but I enjoy taking pictures and seeing ...

  I am currently revising a middle-grade historical novel to incorporate my beta readers’ comments, and I just received the evaluations back...

  Two or three weeks ago I started a jigsaw puzzle created by Bits and Pieces using a painting of the Last Supper by Ruane Manning. Unfortun...

  With the war in the Middle East, it’s unlikely that anyone celebrated Easter at the Garden Tomb in Jerusalem this year.* In fact, its webs...

  Pietà means pity, and in art Pietàs depict the dead Jesus lying on His mother’s lap after being taken down from the cross. The image was f...