Christmas Tour 2018

christmas decorAuthor and friend Carrie Turansky gave a Christmas tour of her house this week, and I thought it was such a great idea I decided to follow in her Edwardian lace-up ankle boots 🙂 (She writes historical romance in the Edwardian era…in case you didn’t know – but you can find out more here ;-))

Anyway, I have some photos scattered throughout this post but I also did two videos!! Keep in mind, our house is a work-in-progress (renovation tools aplenty), but Christmas decorations are so cheery they’re meant to be shared 🙂

christmas treeMy family and I LOVE Christmas and our tree is a conglomeration of love throughout the years. We don’t really have a rhyme or reason to it – just handmade stuff, things that represent the kids, some anniversary ornaments, etc. I think our tree tells a story of our family.

 

christmasnutcrackersAlso we have some handmade things like table runners and quilts that have been given to us through the years. I love those ‘prelit’ present boxes and try to purchase them during the after Christmas sales.

outhousechristmasDo you see my little nod to my Appalachian culture in my decorations? 🙂 When ya gotta go, ya gotta go 😉 I can’t remember seeing any that looked this cute, btw. And NONE with Christmas trees or smokestacks.

 

wreath2018I LOVE wreaths! I’m not saying I’m great at making them, but I love to try! This is my creation for this year and at night it lights up 🙂 Thankfully it gives off enough winter vibes that I can keep it up past Christmas 🙂

 

christmas nativityWe have our little nativity scene here sitting atop a beautiful handmade table runner given to us by one of our church families in the past. I love how the intricate and beautiful colors.

 

 

And HERE is our study (for hubs and I). It’s also the room with the piano and the fantastic fireplace (which we hope to get working very soon). Stockings hung. Décor at the Christmasstudyready.

Hope you enjoyed the tour!

Keep up on FB – I’ll be having a ‘reading’ time coming up for Christmas -a few various versions of Twas the Night before Christmas.

First one? Pemberley.

Merry Christmas!!

 

Book Review – The Lacemaker

Poetic prose, engaging story, extensive historic details, and powerful characters bring Laura Frantz’s beautiful novel, The Lacemaker, to life…and impress it into the memory of the heart.

I’ve come to expect a lovely read when Laura’s name is attached to the cover of any book, and her newest release (new for me) did not disappoint.

About the Book

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It is the eve of a new age of freedom in the colonies.
But can a proper English lady dare hope for her own independence?

Lady Elisabeth “Liberty” Lawson has nearly everything a lady of her position could want. Daughter of the British lieutenant governor of the Virginia Colony and a darling of fine society in a rugged land, she is anticipating an advantageous marriage. That her betrothed is a rake and love is lacking is of little consequence–or so she tells herself.

Though her own life seems in order, colonial Williamsburg is a powder keg on the verge of exploding, and her fiancé’s cousin Noble Rynallt carries the flame of revolution in his heart. Those with connections to the British nobility are suspected as spies, and Liberty soon finds herself left with a terrible choice. Will she stay true to her English roots? Or side with Noble and the radical revolutionaries? (from the Publisher)

My Review

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One of the things I enjoy most about the way Laura describes her characters’ relationships is her subtlety. She has a wonderful way of weaving words in a such a turn that the reader knows and feels what is happening between the characters, but she doesn’t necessarily explicitly say. It’s a delicious discovery. The attraction between Noble and Liberty (great names, btw) lingers in between the words of the pages so the discovery is as sweet for the reader as it is for the characters. Their romance is a timid and innocent pursuit which grows from mutual admiration into love.

The Lacemaker has so many delightful elements sprinkled in – humor, tenderness, intrigue, suspense, history, and, of course, MY favorite…. romance. Liberty grows into her name with the dawning of the Revolutionary War. From dependent and resigned to her fate, to independent and willing to risk her life for what is right, she takes the hard knocks the tumultuous times deal her – the dangers, betrayals, and rejections – and blooms into a vibrant woman with as much strength and hope as the blossoming ‘new country’.

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And Noble? Noble doesn’t change a great deal, but that is also what makes him so endearing. An upright, brave, and dashing revolutionary, his gentlemanly ways and tenderness woo the heart of the reader as he woos the heart of Liberty. His protectiveness, gentleness, and desire to do the right thing make him a hero worth remembering – and very worthy of his name.

The Lacemaker is a fabulous combination of Noble intentions and daring Liberty.

This is another wonderful addition to my Laura Frantz library and…Noble might just be up there in my heartwarming heroes list with Red Shirt. That is HIGH praise indeed.

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About the Author

LauraLaura Frantz is a Christy Award finalist and the ECPA bestselling author of several books, including The Frontiersman’s DaughterCourting Morrow LittleThe Colonel’s LadyThe Mistress of Tall AcreA Moonbow Night, and the Ballantyne Legacy series. She lives and writes in a log cabin in the heart of Kentucky. Learn more at www.laurafrantz.net.

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Review – A Name Unknown

I think I need to find a new time period in which to write because Roseanna White has the edge in Edwardian romance!

I just finished her first book in the Shadows over England series – A Name Unknown – and it was WONDERFUL.

About the Book

A Name UnknownRosemary Gresham has no family beyond the band of former urchins that helped her survive as a girl in the mean streets of London. Grown now, they concentrate on stealing high-value items and have learned how to blend into upper-class society. But when Rosemary must determine whether a certain wealthy gentleman is loyal to Britain or to Germany, she is in for the challenge of a lifetime. How does one steal a family’s history, their very name?

Peter Holstein, given his family’s German blood, writes his popular series of adventure novels under a pen name. With European politics boiling and his own neighbors suspicious of him, Peter debates whether it might be best to change his name for good. When Rosemary shows up at his door pretending to be a historian and offering to help him trace his family history, his question might be answered.

But as the two work together and Rosemary sees his gracious reaction to his neighbors’ scornful attacks, she wonders if her assignment is going down the wrong path. Is it too late to help him prove that he’s more than his name?

My Review

What do you get when you have a thief for a heroine, a reclusive, stuttering writer for a hero, a dangerous plot that reaches all the way into the beginnings of a world war, AND a God who can work all things out for the good of his kids? (even when his kids try to hide from the world in their country estate houses)? You get Roseanna White’s wonderful story, A Name Unknown.

cornwall-335021_1920.jpgFrom the beginning to the end, the novel held a thread of suspense that underpinned every other scene. Rosemary Gresham endeared herself immediately by being a feisty yet loving woman trying to etch out a better life for herself and her ‘family’ than she’d known as a starving orphan. Though a thief, and a very good one, White creates an immediately love for Rosemary because of her struggle to still try to do what’s right…even in her misconceptions.  Given the opportunity to bring some real money into her family and help her country, Rosemary embarks on a mission to discover whether the reclusive England gentleman, Peter Holstein, is in cahoots with Germany.  She’s good at her job, but nothing prepares her for the Truth she discovers. Life-changing…. soul-changing truth.

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Though speaking words aren’t easy for Peter Holstein, he has an amazing ability to write out his faith and SHOW it through his actions. With a subtle humor, a touch of eccentricity, a tender heart for the plight of others, and an adorable secret job, he easily endears himself to the reader’s, and Rosemary’s, heart. (Despite her best attempts to NOT like him, by the way).

Secondary characters and the suspense plot play a wonderful role in moving this story forward, but the featured heart of this story is the transformation of Peter and Rosemary as a team. Despite their differences, and BECAUSE of their differences, they become so much more together than they could have been apart. Both learn to alter their misperceptions for something more filled with truth and grace than either prejudice or ignorance. Peter grows in his understanding of others outside his sphere (and is WILLING to grow, I might add), but also becomes a stronger, braver man because of Rosemary’s influence, and Rosemary softens her hardened edges because of the gentleness and faith Peter displays in all he does.

Yes, this was a beautiful story. Thank you so much, Roseanna.

About the Author

Roseanna 2018Roseanna M. White is a bestselling, Christy Award nominated author who has long claimed that words are the air she breathes. When not writing fiction, she’s homeschooling her two kids, editing, designing book covers, and pretending her house will clean itself. Roseanna is the author of a slew of historical novels that span several continents and thousands of years. Spies and war and mayhem always seem to find their way into her books…to offset her real life, which is blessedly ordinary. You can learn more about her and her stories at www.RoseannaMWhite.com.

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The End of the War – The Thorn Healer Giveaway

I am so excited for this weekend because it marks the 100-year anniversary of the end of World War 1 – a war of devastating casualties and a shift in warfare. Today I wanted to share a little about the third book in my Historical series, The Thorn Healer. This story is near to my heart for several reasons. But few of them are…

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It takes place in my Blue Ridge Mountains in the real mountain town of Hot Springs, NC (only an hour up the road from where I live).

I love the history behind this story. It was so interesting to learn about the German Internment camps in the U.S. during WW1.

I LOVE the hero. August Rheinhold is a beautiful example of Christ’s pursuing love.

About the Book

Jessica Ross’ scars run much deeper than the wounds of a world at war. Determined to escape the ghosts of her past and the German influence on her nightmares, she returns home to the sleepy Appalachian town of Hot Springs, NC, only to find the renowned Mountain Park Hotel has been converted into a ‘prison’ for displaced Germans and, much to Jessica’s dismay, her grandparents have befriended one of them. 

TTH Quote.jpgAugust Reinhold has not only found kinship with Jessica’s grandparents, but as they share their granddaughter’s letters from the Front, he discovers a surprising bond drawing him toward the independent and beautiful woman. Displaced by a war and a painful history, he finds Hot Springs and the intriguing, Jessica Ross, a tempting place to start over. Determined to scale the heights of her bitterness and show her the power of love, August faces more than just Jessica’s resistance, but a more devious design to harm the civilian sailors housed in Hot Springs. 

Will August’s tender pursuit show Jessica the healing and hope she needs, or will bitterness force her into the hands of a ‘true’ enemy waiting to destroy much more than her heart?

If you read this book, what are some of yours?
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The Great War & Multi-Author Giveaway

I have joined forces with five of my fellow authors who write fiction set during World War I.

To honor the Centennial of the END of The Great War, we six authors have joined forces to offer you one fabulous giveaway of our WWI-based novels.

For information on all the books and giveaway, visit Carrie Turansky’s page HERE.

For a super-fun joint interview, check out the post Michelle Ule put together HERE.

But you can also enter via the form below!

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Let’s Celebrate It’s Release Day!

When You Look at Me is NOW AVAILABLE!!! YAY!!!! Are you ready for a little bit of Release Day FUN???

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Head over to Just Read Tours for more giveaways and fun! Make sure you enter the GIVEAWAY but first….a word from Yours Truly:

I can’t believe I have 10….TEN….Books out in the world now. You know, I wouldn’t be here without my READERS! So THANK YOU, my dear readers, for all of the love!

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A little look at the books that brought us to where we are today! You can find out more about each of my stories HERE.

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And…I am kicking off the new year right…with yet ANOTHER book release!!! That’s right…My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge Mountains is coming out January 1st.

My Heart Belongs

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One winner will receive a print copy of When You Look at Me. Open internationally. If the winner has a mailing address outside the USA, they will receive a digital copy of the book. Giveaway open 10/25/18 – 10/31/18. Void where prohibited.

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When You Look at Me – Sneak Peek!

It’s almost here! YAY! One week…The Countdown is officially on! I am so excited to give you a little peek at this story. Read on and there is a special surprise for you all!

About the Book

When You Look at MeAn unexpected mother-to-be
A romance-leery composer
And a forgotten melody from the past that holds the keys to their futures

When Julia Jenkins’ great-aunt dies and leaves her a Victorian mansion with decades of secrets, Julia never expects to unearth a World War 2 espionage mystery. Struggling with her own past since an assault left her pregnant, her future as a solo parent leaves her dreams uncertain. The inheritance from her great aunt gives Julia the ability to take a step back into her future, but also sends her into the discovery of a love story she’d never anticipated. As she goes through her aunt’s treasured possessions, Julia uncovers some oddly written piano music with a musical code she can’t decipher on her own. Not to worry, introverted Englishman and composer, Henry Wright, is thrust on the scene by a pair of homespun matchmakers who know the ‘right’ man for Julia’s wounded heart.

Henry arrives in Pleasant Gap with the task of composing the soundtrack for his best mate’s newest film. The Jenkins’ family’s southern welcome and gregarious personalities set his reticent nature on edge, but he’s inexplicably drawn to his gentle and music-loving hostess, Julia. Uncertain how to build a friendship with the wounded woman, and rather hopeless in communicating well through words, the bond of music becomes a bridge between her uncertainty and his awkwardness.

But her broken past and his families’ expectations build a wall much greater than the cultures that separate them. As they work together to solve a musical mystery from the grave, will an unlikely romance from the past inspire their hearts to trust in a God who’s written the perfect melody for their lives?

Sneak Peek

A cacophony of noise greeted Henry before he’d stepped onto the front stoop of Nate and Kay Jenkins’s charming colonial home. The scurry of sounds crashed in contrast to the late spring symphony of birdsong and the hushed brush of the wind through the newly budding trees. He almost asked to linger outside in the spring-chilled air to enjoy the unfamiliar music of nature in the Blue Ridge Mountains instead of spending the next few hours navigating the unpredictable world of social interactions.

His mother berated him for his introversion, labeling him a people-hater, but it wasn’t so. He enjoyed people, especially familiar people—watching them, learning from them, sometimes having a mental chuckle at their antics—but finding words to say, participating in small talk, attempting to appear smart and engaging… He swallowed through his tightening throat. He’d never managed those experiences well, especially in a new place.

Perhaps, Wes would ease the way with his natural friendliness and deflect a large portion of the attention, as he usually did. It proved beneficial during times like these to have an actor as one’s best mate.

He squinted to clear the vision in his swollen eye as Eisley opened the front door of the house. A sudden burst of welcome pushed the volume in the room to a forte, and Henry’s tension took an upsurge. His feet froze in place while he observed. Chaos of people and noise rushed forward, engulfing him. He even took a step back in retreat, but Eisley grabbed his arm and pulled him through the doorway into the massive foray of people. Wes had told him of Eisley’s large close-knit family, even shown him photos on Eisley’s social media page, but words, and even those snaps, failed to give an adequate depiction.

Laughter surged forward in a rush of welcome, bringing with it an immediate sense of hospitality, boisterous hospitality. So many people spoke at once, all in this new Appalachian dialect, he barely knew where to affix his attention.

Oh no, he’d never experienced anything like this.

“Wes, we’re glad to have you back for another visit.” A petite woman with blond and white shoulder-length hair emerged from the throng scattered throughout the vast living area and equally impressive kitchen. Her blue eyes held a striking resemblance to Julia’s. Dark, rich—an unforgettable hue.

He gave the room a brief scan for the younger Jenkins. Julia. The name suited her. The blend of consonants and vowels a gentle melody of sound fitting for the ethereal-like beauty. What was it about her? Some balance of everything right merged in their interactions, even the awkward ones, leaving a strange pang in his chest. Like a battle of nerves, only less nauseating.

“This is my best friend, Henry, whom I’ve told you about. He’s writing the musical score for the movie I’m here to film, and”—Wes shot Henry a grin, which provided a boost of reassurance— “I think he’s hoping for a much-needed holiday from his busy schedule. Henry, this is Kay Jenkins.”

The matriarch of the Jenkins family offered her hand, her smile as inviting as the salty aroma wafting from the kitchen. She certainly didn’t look old enough to be the mother of children his age, let alone seven of them.

“It’s real good to have you, Henry.” Her words soaked in her accent with a calming effect. “Welcome to Pleasant Gap.”

Henry swallowed through his dry throat and attempted to hone his focus on the woman. “A pleasure, Mrs. Jenkins. Thank you.”

“Please, call me Kay.” She offered a quiet smile, almost in apology. “And things are bound to get a little rowdy ‘round here. We can’t have a whole crew of people in one place like this without some noise.”

As if in response to Kay’s words, a squeal split through the conversations. “Oh my goodness!” A young woman with soft honey-colored hair and wide eyes bounded toward him. “Another handsome Englishman!”

“That’s Sophie. Brace yourself. She hugs,” Wes warned right before the young woman took Wes into a hug, complete with another ear-piercing squeal.

“You smell just as a good as the first time we met.” She sighed, lingering at Wes’s shoulder before she turned her sparkling hazel eyes in his direction. “And you must be Henry.”

The embrace transferred from Wes, and Henry steadied himself for the impact. “Mmm, you smell like vanilla.” She closed her eyes, smile wide, and nose sniffing the air near his neck. He stiffened like the Venus de Milo. “That’s such a delightful scent.” Her eyes fairly twinkled. “Like a cupcake.

“Thank you?” Henry wasn’t quite certain whether the unsettled twist in his stomach meant he needed a laugh or an escape plan.

“She’s harmless, really,” Eisley whispered on Henry’s other side. “Every family needs a resident Disney princess, you know?”

And then other people came forward, each adding a new face and name. Henry turned from Eisley to Wes, attempting to interpret the scene but failing to find clarity before the conversation bled into another one. Or more than one. It was difficult to tell when there were four people speaking at the same time…on differing topics.

“I’m Rachel.” A dark-haired woman offered her hand then gestured with her chin. “Looks like Dad already got a hold of you. What happened to your eye?”

Comprehension stuttered. “Pardon?”

“Julia accidentally hit him with the door at the bakery.” Eisley offered an apologetic shrug and lopsided grin. “Henry’s had quite the introduction to our family.”

“And it’s only just begun,” Wes added, his smile giving Henry no comfort.

A burly man, his brown hair and matching moustache framing his stern face, walked forward while wiping his thick palms on his hips. Henry needed no introduction. Wes’s description had been perfect, right down to the intimidating stare.

“Daddy, be nice to Henry, okay?” Sophie linked her arm through her father’s and shot Henry a bedazzled grin. “Julia’s already hit him once.”

“Julia had to hit hi—” Nate Jenkins’s dark brows shot into a furious V, and he targeted his narrowing gaze on Henry. “What did you do to my girl? You good for nothin’ foreigner.” He barreled forward, fists at his sides, and Henry stumbled a step back into the wall. “If you so much as—”

“Whoa, whoa, Dad.” Julia stepped between them, seemingly out of nowhere, her palms on her father’s chest. “You know the stairway door at the bakery? I opened it and Henry was coming up the stairs. The same thing happened to George Pinkerton last month when he stayed at the apartment, remember? The door hit him in the face…and you never came by to fix it.”

“The— What?” His furious gaze darted from Julia’s face to Henry’s. “Door?”

The wall prevented Henry from fleeing the premises altogether. Perhaps accompanying Wes to Appalachia was a bad— possibly life-ending—idea.

“Really, Dad?” Eisley slapped her father on the shoulder. “Did you think we’d let a jerk hang out in the place Julia runs?”

“He’s the best of men, I assure you. True as an arrow.”

Wes placed his hand on Henry’s shoulder, his lips upturned in good-humor, though Henry had difficulty understanding how anything good could come from seeing his life flash before his eyes.

“You…you didn’t have to hit him?” Nate kept his focus on Henry, though his tone slightly softened.

“No, Dad, but maybe now you’ll fix that door?” Julia glanced at Henry and mouthed ‘I’m sorry,’. If he hadn’t understood anything else from the twelve conversations occurring at once around him, those words would’ve been enough. “Like Wes said, Henry is the good sort.”

Her comment pushed through the growing anxiety in his chest and dispersed a sliver of calm. Belonging. Like when they’d discussed music together.

The man’s moustache twitched while he drew in a deep breath, measuring Henry from head to toe. As if he’d made up his mind, he sighed. “Well, I reckon we got more important things to do than to stand around and ogle over another sissy boy visitin’ the family. We got supper and some serious basketball goin’ on.” He shot an eyeroll to the ceiling and murmured as he turned to walk away. “Smells like vanilla. Crazy women.”

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Surprise!!!

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During release week ONLY…You can get the Kindle book of Just the Way You Are for FREE on Amazon HERE! Enjoy and Happy Reading!!!

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ACFW 2018 – A Recap

“God has put the love of story in your heart.”

43072077_248199665869736_7143427819031232512_nThe American Christian Fiction Writers Conference has come and gone for another year, and life has resumed into its usual busy-ness. But I’m still basking in the memories of a time with friends, teachers, and new friends.

I’ve attended for almost ten years, experienced lots of ups and downs, but I think this year was one of the best.

Why?

Well, first of all for the reasons I love it EVERY year.

MY PEOPLE.

Attending ACFW is like a giant family reunion. There are wonderful opportunities to connect with friends I only see during this time each year. There’s mutual encouragement. Laughter. And lots of hugs! We can talk about our imaginary friends and everyone ‘gets it’ 😊

A few highlights:

43229066_320868791825456_3096693891684892672_nBeing a part of the praise team really makes the weekend richer. Rachel Hauck, Amanda Wen, Javi, Tom, Jason, Jeremy, and Eddie!!! I just love worshipping with them and having those little moments of BIG blessing through conversations and music. #meltedchocolatevoice #musictomyheart

CARRIE AND BETH!!! I love you! #sisters

And THIS year I got to meet #littleBeth, Beth’s daughter, Alia. I think I scared her a little bit because I was fangirling over her, but by the end she…didn’t run away 😊

ANGIE, KRISTA, ASHLEY, CARA – my ALLEYCATS. We were smaller in number this year, but these girls have been with me for a looooong time now. Each one of them is indelibly written through the pages of my writing journey. I love you all. (Krista and Carrie…thank you for your time and thoughts)

LIZ CURTIS HIGGS – She’s AMAZING. That is all.

Meeting IN PERSON wonderful people like Rachel McDaniel, Kathleen Denly, Bethany Turner (hilarious), Carolyn Miller (BEAUTIFUL person… BEAUTIFUL), and so many more.

43135840_656915714692403_4069741749323431936_nKRISTI ANN HUNTER – I love you and your hair is fabulous.

DINEEN MILLER and HEATHER TIPTON – prayer warriors and hearts of purpose.

ROBIN MILLER (CAROLL) – THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE AUSSIE MEN – (Isn’t that a fabulous opening? 😉) I had the delight and privilege of hanging out with Ian Acheson and David Rawlings – particularly during the gala – and it was a blast. Gentlemen. Classy. And a whole lot of fun. Ian – #timtamsforever. David – #inamedthekoala

NEW FRIENDS & OLD – Lindsey Brackett, Kim Duffy, Leslie DeVoogt, Janyre Tromp, Ali Herring, Carol Moncado, Rebekah Millet (she’s adorable, ya’ll…#tshirtlady), Natasha Kern (thank you for your encouragement), Sarah Varland (#roomie), Betsy Haddox, Savanna Kaiser, Mary Connealy, Jen Turano, Kathleen Y’Barbo, Amy Clipston, Nicole Jones…and MORE.

I KNOW I’ve missed people! There are too many to name all!

Next for some rockin’ classes. The classes were excellent this year. The one Susan May Warren did on Marketing really opened my eyes to how to make some changes in my publishing ‘plan’. Liz Curtis Higgs class on Hope was so encouraging (and I was in tears within the first five minutes). My friend, Krista, said that Angie Hunt’s class on building your story was SUPER. There’s so much to learn!!

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Best-selling author, Debbie Macomber, was funny, insightful, incredibly approachable, and a definite encourager. This photo is when she told me “God has put the love of story in your heart.”

She reminded all of us that God holds our dreams – and his dreams for us are usually LOTS bigger than ours.

But the last reason is the BEST.

God loves BIG. Lots of times we live as if we must draw God’s love through a sieve to our hearts, but it’s not so. He lathers us with love.

We have REAL hope.  

Check out Romans 5:5 (but make sure to read 1-5 to get a great understanding of the depth of our hope)

“hope does not put us to shame because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”

Copy of UntitledNo matter the circumstances. No matter the view. No matter the brokenness or loss or heartache or betrayal. No matter….we have HOPE because the love of God is not trickling out on us – but POURED out on us. We are loved lavishly – almost ‘recklessly’ in human eyes.

So out of the knowledge of this love, what can I, as a writer, understand?

God not only gives me these stories, but he holds their future in his hands too. He has a plan and a people waiting for my stories…and yours. Whether those are written, spoken, or lived, they are stories to tell for His glory.

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Autumn Reads!

Autumn

Autumn is officially here! It’s time to curl up with a good book, a cup of steaming tea, a cozy blanket, and a roaring fireplace (if it’s not already too warm where you live). Here are a couple of books to read this season!

The Thorn Healer

1If you are a historical romance reader, you’ll want to check out this final book in the Penned in Time series. While this is part of a series, it can stand alone.

Jessica Ross’ scars run much deeper than the wounds of a world at war. Determined to escape the ghosts of her past and the German influence on her nightmares, she returns home to the sleepy Appalachian town of Hot Springs, NC, only to find the renowned Mountain Park Hotel has been converted into a ‘prison’ for displaced Germans and, much to Jessica’s dismay, her grandparents have befriended one of them.

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A Twist of Faith

Fall.pngIf the contemporary genre is more your speed, maybe Reese and Adelina’s story is for you!

Dr. Adelina Roseland has worked ten years in research as an accent reduction specialist to attain her dream job. But a secret wager to transform Appalachian cattle farmer Reese Mitchell into corporate material challenges Adelina in ways she never expected, threatening her new position.

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Happy reading my fellow bibliophiles!

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