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Phyllis A. Still Bio

Posted on February 15, 2019 by phyllisastill Leave a comment

Phyllis is an Award-Winning Author of a “heart-stirring” historical fiction series for teens and adults. But her spark to become a writer didn’t come into fruition until she discovered DAR Patriot, Mary Shirley McGuire, hiding in obscure family documents and never wanted her story lost again. She believes that childhood memories of going barefooted and living many adventures through seven

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Interview With Story Circle Network

Posted on August 19, 2018 by phyllisastill One comment

So proud to share my interview with Story Circle Network’s, Pat Bean. Learn more about me and Story Circle Network here:

Interviews-More About Me

There Really Are Reindeer

Posted on December 16, 2017 by phyllisastill 4 comments

We lived in Phoenix Arizona in 1968. This event really happen! I wanted to keep the proof in a baggie, in the freezer, but my momma said, “No!” There Really Are Reindeer One Christmas morning, back in my youth—I remember it well My brother told me a most wonderful tale. It seems, Santa doesn’t always land his sleigh on

Poems

Black, Orange, and Chocolate Cake

Posted on October 22, 2015 by phyllisastill 2 comments

Because I have a late October birthday, my parties as a kid involved a Halloween theme. Black and orange balloons (sometimes mixed with other colors) hung above a tablecloth of black cats, ghosts and witches. The centerpiece was chocolate cake with chocolate or white icing. Sometime after my seventh birthday, I realized how much I hated the color scheme and chocolate

My Mini Memoirs

Best Babysitter Ever, Conclusion

Posted on September 30, 2015 by phyllisastill Leave a comment

Devastated “Mary Beth has a boyfriend now and can’t babysit tonight,” Momma said. “Her sister is coming instead.” I stared in shock. For two years, Mary Beth was our exclusive babysitter. How could she not come?

My Mini Memoirs

Headless Horseman Night

Posted on September 23, 2015 by phyllisastill Leave a comment

With the fuzzy, blue blanket in my arms, I stepped onto the lighted, back porch and into a barrage of swarming June bugs. Several brown bugs lost their spiky legs that hot summer night in Phoenix as I raced to the swing set, ripping them from the blanket.