Anita Higman’s A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS

If you have someone on your Christmas shopping list that loves romantic fiction, have I got a recommendation for you! Out just in time for Christmas giving is Anita Higman’s newest novel, A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS. 

The beautiful cover made me feel I was unwrapping a pretty present, and the story inside did not disappoint. It truly was a gift, page after page.

Set in the 1960′s, a farm brings Franny and Charlie together, but though they quickly find they share a love for music, their hopes and dreams are on two different wave lengths. Higman beautifully illustrates how the hurts of the past can keep us from risking joy for  the future. 

The characters are warm and genuine, the story is inspirational and a treasure that you won’t want to end. If you are ready for that first snowfall, or just want to finish your shopping and curl up with a good book – pick up a copy or two (I know there’s someone on your list this is perfect for!) and settle in with a mug of eggnog or a steaming cup of chocolate. Grab a Christmas cookie or two and enjoy a cozy Christmas story that will warm your heart!

A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS is on sale now. I loved it and hope you have the chance to discover it, too!

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: GRIEVING GOD’S WAY by Margaret Brownley

Last week I reviewed my dad’s first novel, THE STAGECOACH MURDERS, and told you of the books that inspired his writing. That is, anything by Louis L’Amour or Zane Grey. But there is one author that literally brought him from that era to present day: western romance writer, Margaret Brownley!

I love to tell the story of how Dad came to stay with me the weekend my copy of A LADY LIKE SARAH, the first in her Rocky Creek Series, arrived in the mail. I opened the box, he sat down with it and before the weekend was over had read the book cover to cover!

A SUITOR FOR JENNY and A VISION OF LUCY followed and we enjoyed the series so very much. When Ms. Brownley’s novella, SNOW ANGEL, was published in A LOG CABIN CHRISTMAS COLLECTION – along with another favorite author of mine, Jane Kirkpatrick – I shared it with Dad, too.

 When I read Ms. Brownley’s nonfiction book, GRIEVING GOD’S WAY, The Path to Lasting Hope and Healing, it touched my heart and I knew I wanted to share this very important book with you.

She leads us through ninety days of healing, with scripture for each day. It is our human nature to try to handle our grief in our own way, and simply ask God why did this happen? But God does not leave us during our grieving. 

In her book, the author shows us how to seek healing in God’s way and shows us scripture that explains the why. Why me? Why did this happen? Her discussions on the healing God gives us in memories, nature, and seasons particularly touched me.

None of us can escape the pain and sorrow of losing someone we love. Grief comes to each of us at some point in our life. If you are experiencing grief now, or know someone who is, my prayers go with you and I urge you to read and share GRIEVING GOD’S WAY.

But what I would hope is that you have the opportunity to read Margaret’s book before you’re in that place of loss. She wrote the book following the loss of her son and the wisdom and comfort she shares comes from her heart. I pray it will be a balm to your soul and give you strength when you need it most.

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

 

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A LOUIS L’AMOUR STYLE WESTERN ROMANCE by HOWARD WORLEY

While this is a departure from the inspirational historical fiction I usually review, the inspiration is there. I’ve known the author all of my life. He is my dad. And if I ever thought it was too late to accomplish a goal or realize a dream, he has blown those excuses away like so many dandelion seeds.

Yes, there is inspiration inside and out. Dad turned eighty-nine in May, four months after completing THE STAGECOACH MURDERS. For the story behind the story, please see  Dad&Me.

Howard Worley’s first novel, THE STAGECOACH MURDERS, is a perfect blend of Louis L’Amour meets Zane Grey – a western romance!

Beautiful Lily MacIntyre travels west with her parents where her father will run the Wilkinson-Hall Stage Line. When the stage stops in Arizona City, Boone Osborne joins the ride. Lily is annoyed with herself for being drawn to the handsome ex-Texas Ranger, but when her father is murdered on the stagecoach and her mother dies of a broken heart, Lily finds herself bent on revenge and Boone the means to find it.

Their hearts soon become entwined and love ensues. But is it enough? Boone seeks justice, Lily seeks vengeance—both want to find the killer. If they cannot trust each other, can they trust their own heart?

HOWARD WORLEY

I enjoyed this book so very much. I was amazed at how my dad, without studying the craft, gave such voice to each of his characters. And he never forgot a thread or  took his reader down an empty path.

And while his book was not written specifically for the CBA market – I would have liked to have edited a couple of words with darn and heck (Dad said no, his bad guys would not have talked that way!) – if you enjoy Louis L’Amour or Zane Grey, you are going to enjoy this book!

I would venture to say if you like a tale of romance, sprinkled with a rich historical setting, you are going to enjoy the book as well. I know the research Dad did for the book, and I love the way he turned it into story. It reminds me of how he could bring dull history books to life for me while I was growing up.

I liked Boone, an ex-Texas Ranger, who was educated at a military academy in the East and represented strong values in his approach to life. Lily, strong-willed and passionate, won my admiration, too, with the way she grabbed onto life and never let go.

DAD’S BOOK IS NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON.COM AND KINDLE: http://www.amazon.com/Stagecoach-Murders-Howard-Worley/dp/147761382X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1341626469&sr=1-1&keywords=howard+worley

Watch for it soon on BARNES&NOBLE and NOOK.

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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DAD AND LOUIS L’AMOUR

It was June of 2010, and my dad, at age eighty-seven, lay on a hospital bed, prepped for an angiogram. His aortic valve was just about closed, and his cardiologist ordered the test as a first step to open-heart surgery. The heart surgeon would not want any surprises when he went in to replace the valve.

Now Dad held my hand and told me he wanted to tell me the end of

Howard Worley

the western romance he was writing – the novel he began to write nine months before.He titled it THE STAGECOACH MURDERS.

He had read and owned (from the look of his cupboards) every Louis L’Amour and Zane Grey novel printed. As we wound our way through airport security on our return from The Highland Springs Resort, in Cherry Valley, CA, I remarked the resort would make a good setting for a novel.

I was writing my first novel, a historical romance set in the 1600′s, but I was thinking of a contemporary suspense. Dad said 1800′s. He’d been intrigued with the old photos of Highland Springs back in the days it was a stagecoach station.

A few days after the trip, I received an email from him. Subject: Highland Springs Story Line. The body of the email contained a complete synopsis of the story. He signed it: How about it. Love, Dad.

I wrote back, Dad, why don’t you write it? And so he did. Now it was nearly finished, and I had read each chapter as he completed, carefully printed and mailed it to me by priority mail service. A western romance, where Louis L’Amour meets Zane Grey: THE STAGECOACH MURDERS

I couldn’t wait to get each new package! Though he’d never studied the craft of writing, he was a natural and knew each chapter needed a hook. Dad was writing a page turner!

He was born in Chanute, Kansas, in the year 1923 and grew up dreaming of being a farmer and a cowboy. In 1943 he joined the Navy and met my mom when he was stationed at Beeville, Texas, as a flight instructor. He flew SNJ’s and AF’s.                                    

In 1965 he traded airplanes for horses when he retired from the Navy and moved with my mom, my three siblings and me to a small farm in Oregon.

As we kids flew the nest, they put down anchor on a one-hundred acre ranch in the Willamette Valley.

When they were not taking care of cows, horses, chickens and a big vegetable garden, they delivered Meals-On-Wheels, were charter members of the The Prince of Peace, an Episcopal church in Salem, Oregon, and served as volunteer directors at the Oregon State Penitentiary Day Care Center for seven years, where they were affectionately known as “grampa” and “gramma”.

My mom passed away in 2005 and there is not a day that goes by that my dad, my siblings and I do not miss her.

I didn’t want Dad to tell me the end of his story. I squeezed his hand and told him he would be just fine. He would come home to his ranch to write his ending. But he insisted, and as tears fell, I listened.

His heart surgery was a success, but his recovery was interrupted two days later when he suffered a major stroke to the left side of his brain.

My siblings and I stayed by his side 24/7, both in the hospital and when he returned home. His physical recovery came quickly, and soon he was taking care of himself and his horse, Cotton, on his own again.

But speech, and the ability to write, were a struggle for him. He knew exactly what he wanted to say, or write, but the words would come out a jumble, or sometimes the opposite of what he was thinking. He was frustrated, but determined to finish his book.

And he was blessed with a speech therapist who was determined to make that happen. When he told Dad his speech had improved to the point he no longer needed speech therapy, Shawn pointed out that there was still work to be done. Dad had a novel to finish.

He was inventive in his sessions with Dad, printing out western art and asking him to write three short sentences about the action it depicted. Then he would have Dad connect two of the sentences, then bring in the third.

And in January, at age eighty-eight, Dad finished his novel! He 

Dad's 88th birthday

never gave up. He never said it was too late, too hard or he was too old, too tired. He has left such a legacy for his children and grandchildren! The hope he gives to others recovering from stroke, and their loved ones, is truly inspirational.

And he has proven the words on a little purple pin I put on his bulletin board a few years back. It says: Please be patient. God isn’t through with me yet. Thank you, Lord.   

Lily is bent on revenge for the murder of her father, and she sees Boone as the means to find it. Soon love ensues, but is it enough? Boone seeks justice, Lily vengeance. Both want to find the killer. For a full review of THE STAGECOACH MURDERS, please click: FICTIONADDICTION.

CLICK HERE FOR DAD’s BOOK: http://www.amazon.com/Stagecoach-Murders-Howard-Worley/dp/147761382X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1341626469&sr=1-1&keywords=howard+worley

 

 

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: WHERE LILACS STILL BLOOM by JANE KIRKPATRICK

I’ve known about Hulda Klager for a number of years. I think the year I read my first Jane Kirkpatrick novel, A Gathering of Finches - my all-time favorite – was the same year I read about Hulda’s lilac gardens in the Oregonian. I quickly scanned the article, making a mental note that I would need to visit someday.

After all, Woodland, WA, was only up the road a piece. The years would flit by, but it seems fitting that I would finally visit the gardens for a book signing with Jane Kirkpatrick and her latest novel, Where Lilacs Still Bloom.

I love the way Ms. Kirkpatrick captures the   strength of the courageous women she writes about. And I believe she truly portrays the very essence of Hulda’s in this very moving story. I think it is my all-time favorite now!

Told in first person, you’ll feel you pulled up a chair on Hulda’s sun porch with a glass of lemonade as you slip into her story. Encouraged by her father, her fascination with horticulture began with grafting two varieties of apples to produce a larger, crisper fruit.

Over the years Hulda’s passion turned to lilacs, a flower she says means “here is a place to stay”. She cross-pollinated in search of a lilac with many petals and a creamy white. I was touched by the joy she found and the heartaches she endured. And through it all, she hoped her children knew that her endeavors were never more important than they. A timeless wish, I think.

A wonderful surprise was the tender love story, tucked within the pages of the novel. The quiet touch of her husband’s hand, a look exchanged with no words needed, gripped my heart and brought tears to my eyes as easily as the deepest loss.

I loved the tour of the Hulda Klager Lilac Gardens, which was included with Jane Kirkpatrick’s book signing. And now that I’ve read this beautiful story, I want to go back and wander the paths again, just like I will want to read this book again. And again. 

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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REBECCA’S RAMBLINGS: Oh, for an English Apple!

In 1999, my mother and I flew from Oregon to Long Island, a journey that would become a cherished memory for me. My younger brother had been researching our genealogy and found that a lighthouse had been named after our 8th great-grandfather, Barnabas Horton.

Mom had told us stories about this grandfather, tales that were 

Helen Jean Horton Worley

passed down for generations. Family lore said he had sailed over the ocean on a ship called The Swallow.

She had never seen any documentation, but had heard those stories all of her life.

When I found Horton Point Lighthouse on a map, I asked her if she would like to fly to Long Island to see it. Now there we stood! 

We were fascinated by the fact that Barnabas Horton, a Puritan, had built the first timber-framed house on eastern Long Island and was one of the founding fathers of Southold.

A slab of blue slate covered his grave and still bore a legible engraving (it was re-lettered in the 1800′s) of the epitaph he wrote himself. Few records exist, but one lists his occupation as a baker. We learned he was a wealthy, jovial man whose presence filled a room. He later became a magistrate of Southold. 

The lack of information about Mary Horton, his brave wife who left family to come to the wilds of Long Island – and our great-grandmother – troubled me.

I knew Barnabas was a widower when she married him. She must have been courageous as she left her family to cross an ocean with him and his two young sons. I could not find much more about her and never found her grave. She is mentioned in Barnabas’s will, written shortly before he died at age eighty.

I began to read about the families who left persecution in England in hopes of rebuilding the church in America and imagined Mary’s life. What were her motivations? Her dreams? Her struggles?

In 2008, three years after my mom passed away, and after several trips back to Southold, L.I., with my hubby, my dad and sisters, I began writing a love story about the Horton’s journey. It’s my hope in my inspirational historical romance, I give voice to Mary and the countless women who made the same journey and were indeed founding mothers.

My mom loved her apple trees and could bake a scrumptious apple pie! I enjoyed learning how the English were dismayed by the small, sour apples they found growing in the wild in the early 1600′s.

Based on stories she undoubtedly heard before making her voyage, Mary most likely brought her own apple seeds. Mayhap she had a few young saplings imported at a later date. Most assuredly, though, she missed her English apples!

 


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Mondays Morsels, A Recipe and a Bible Verse: MOM AND APPLE PIE

My little apple trees popped with blossoms last week, bringing with them a flutter of memories!

My mom grew up during the depression and married my dad during WWII, and though as a Navy pilot he provided well, I remember meals for our family of six as well-balanced yet thrifty.

Occasionally, dinner was beanie-weenie, sloppy joe’s or pancake supper. As kids, we looked forward to those nights! But it’s memories of her baking that makes my mouth water and long for her warm treats from the oven.

And one of my favorites was her luscious french apple pie! 

The brown sugar and butter melt down and crown the apple filling while wafts of cinnamon draw family and friends to the kitchen table in hopes of the first warm slice. 

Mom passed away in 2005, but I have her recipe from the Betty Crocker Cookbook she used for years. Her baking genes undoubtedly came from the Horton’s. Born Helen Jean Horton, her 7th great-grandfather, Barnabas Horton, is listed as a baker in records from The Southold Historical Society in Long Island. 

MOM’S APPLE PIE

Ingredients: 3/4 cup sugar, 1/4 cup all-purpose flour, 1/2 tsp. ground nutmeg, 1/2 tsp. cinnamon*, dash of salt, 6 medium apples, pared and thinly sliced*.

Heat oven to 425 degrees.

Prepare pastry (see below), set aside.

Mix sugar, flour, nutmeg, cinnamon and salt. Stir in apples.** Turn into the pastry-lined pie plate.

Combine 1 cup all-purpose flour with 1/2 cup firm butter and 1/2 cup packed brown sugar until crumbly. Carefully pat topping over filled pie crust and bake for 50 minutes, cover with foil the last 10 minutes. Best served warm.

Pastry for 10″ pie: 1 1/3 cups flour, 1/2 tsp. salt, 1/2 cup shortening, 3 to 4 T. icy cold water

Measure flour and salt into the bowl. Cut in shortening thoroughly. Sprinkle in water, one tablespoon at a time, mixing until moistened and the dough almost cleans side of bow. Add more if needed, but less is better. Gather dough into a ball and then flatten into a round on lightly floured surface. Roll out, fold in half and ease into pie plate. Using both hands, form scallops around your pointer finger.

Mom’s Tips: *1 using recipe for 10″ pie gives you the dough you need to form a pretty scallop *2 one teaspoon of cinnamon is better than the 1/2 . ** a mix of apples is yummiest: try Yellow Delicious with Grannies  and use your hands when mixing – our ancestors did! 

One more tip Mom didn’t know: If you have a lot of apples (hoping to this fall!) Slice the apples and mix with sugar and spices, then put in a large freezer baggy and freeze. When you are ready to bake, just pull one out of freezer, defrost and then put into your prepared pie crust!

Mom’s English ancestors missed their apples when they sailed to the New World. I’ll share more about this on Rebecca’s Ramblings this Wednesday. I hope you’ll join me!


As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.”  Isaiah 66:13 

 

 

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: SANCTUARY FOR A LADY by Naomi Rawlings

I first met author Naomi Rawlings through a writer’s email loop, HisWriters – an invitation only subgroup of the amazing American Christian Fiction Writers eloop. I was a lurker, soaking up the knowledge of this wonderful group when Naomi joined, bubbling with news of her French Revolution story. It had finaled in a contest!

Not long after we were both semi-finalists in the Genesis, a contest sponsored by ACFW for unpublished writers. Soon we were exchanging our first chapters.

Ms. Rawlings debut novel, SANCTUARY FOR A LADY, is now available and I could not wait to hold the book in my hands! And once in hand, it is hard to put down.

Your heart will go out to Isabelle on page one as you are drawn into a period in time that was fraught with torture and gore. But Michel stumbles upon the beautiful young woman, left for dead, and a tender romance unfolds. 

But, as in life, it is not without tribulation. The complexity of the characters and the intrigue of the story gives this novel a rich weave and keeps the reader completely immersed. 

I found Ms. Rawling’s setting to be enthralling and thoroughly enjoyed the touches of history. What a lovely debut! 

 Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

 

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BEAUTY FOR ASHES: A historical romance by, DOROTHY LOVE

A good novel pulls you into it and won’t let you go and that is what Dorothy Love accomplishes in BEAUTY FOR ASHES, her second book in the Hickory Ridge Romance Series.

Ms. Love’s southern charm wraps  you in beautifully woven details and rich descriptions that punctuate the page.

I was quickly immersed in a time – 1870′s , and a place – Hickory Ridge, TN, and in the lives of its people struggling to put life back together after the war.

Carrie Daly is a young and beautiful woman, widowed by the war. When her brother remarries she finds herself living in the rundown  Verandah Hotel and wondering if she should marry Nate Chastain, the sweet and dependable bookshop owner. 

But life takes a turn for the whole town when Griff Rutledge rides in. Most think it’s not a good turn. Carrie’s not so sure.

I’m clearing off a bookshelf for Dorothy Love’s books. She’s been in my must read pile since her first book BEYOND ALL MEASURE. With two inspirational romance hits she moves to the Keeper shelf! I love her books and look forward to many more!

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

 

 

 

 

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: WHERE WILDFLOWERS BLOOM by Ann Shorey

Ann Shorey is an author who has been on my must read list for far too long, and now that I’ve read WHERE WILDFLOWERS BLOOM, the first in the Sisters At Heart series, I will be rushing to catch up!

Faith Lindberg longs to leave post Civil War sorrows behind and take her grandfather to Oregon to start a new life. To that end she seeks to sell their store and sign on with the wagon train. 

Hit with obstacles from all sides, Faith is only more determined to find a way. When a first crush returns from the war and turns his yearned for attention toward her, his promise to take her and grandfather west seem to be an answer to prayer. But is the love he professes only a ploy?

WHERE WILDFLOWERS BLOOM is a richly woven romance that draws deeply on the raw wounds of the 1860′s and the healing God offers. It also explores social issues of the time, and made me aware that some issues never change, but hopefully people do.

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

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INTERVIEW WITH AUTHOR JANE KIRKPATRICK!

Jane, I want to begin by saying that I so enjoyed your recent interview with Bob Welch, author of 12 books, founder of the Beachside Writers Workshop and your first writing instructor. It tickled me to read your account of your first day of class with Bob because it mirrors the emotion I felt the day I walked into your class at my first BWW in 2009.

But I left buoyed up and with confidence to write my first novel. I’m already registered for 2012 Beachside Writers in March—my third!—and look forward again to a weekend of instruction, challenge and encouragement from two very multi-talented authors. It’s a cozy mini-conference, complete with delectable meals, lovingly prepared.

You inspire so many with your novels and nonfiction alike. How many books have you published and how many awards have you received?

I can hardly believe this but my 23rd book will come out in April; I have a novella in a collection coming out in June and I’m working on a novel DUE April 1 and a devotional coming out in 2013. I just contracted for another novella that won’t be released until 2013.  All but my grief-related books are still in print. As for awards: all very humbling. I’ll just tell of a couple: The Wrangler for my very first novel A Sweetness to the Soul. It’s given by the Western Heritage Center and Barbara Kingsolver and Larry Mc Murtry have also won it.  The WILLA Literary Award came for a book based on my grandmother’s life, A Flickering Light which delighted me. I’ve been a finalist a number of times for the Christy, the WILLA, and the Oregon Book Award. And twice I received awards “for my body of work.” I like having the word “award” and “my body” in the same sentence.  This past year The Daughter’s Walk was named USABestBooks.com winner for general fiction and this past year my first novella was in a collection that made it on the New York Times Best-seller list which isn’t an award but pretty amazing.  It’s the subjects I pick that earns attention I think, those remarkable women… 

Which title landed your first contract? How did you go about getting that first offer? 

Homestead was my very first contract.  I wrote a proposal for this nonfiction memoir-like book.  I say memoir-like because I didn’t really know that’s what it was! It was 75 pages long with ten sample chapters (not recommended).  I sent it off to the publisher of a book called Walk Across America that some will remember from the 1980s. I waited.  Six months later I got a call asking if the manuscript was still available.  They had the only ten chapters I’d written.  Anyway, the publisher was Word and they bought it and get this, got an endorsement for the front cover from Barbara Jenkins, co author of Walk Across America. I was jazzed! 

Is there one person or author that inspired you to write? What propelled you into that first class with Bob?

A wonderful high school English teacher who urged my parents to send me on to college (which they did).  She’s in her 80s and when I visited with her last year in Wisconsin she told me she still had a short piece I’d written in high school on the vine, Virginia Creeper.  She said after she read that she knew she just needed to get out of my way. Besides Bob, I also had another Bob who taught a journalism course at a community college. He had great insights and took a personal interest in my writing. And teachers along the way both in college and graduate school -courses that had nothing to do with writing, really – kept saying I had a unique way with words. Those moments stayed with me and when later I asked that question, “what will I do with my life?” and the answer came “write”, I drew upon those mentors to help me through the rejections.  

To say you are a prolific writer is something of an understatement. Does your next story bubble up as soon as you write The End to your latest work, or has it been brewing in your head with a bunch, just waiting for their turn?

I say they’re like first graders in a TAG class saying “Choose me!  Choose me!” A story may have come to me years ago but it takes several years of cooking before it moves to the front burner. Then my editor may suggest one of the other stories and we’ll work out which one to do next. A writing teacher once suggested that as soon as a manuscript is sent out to begin immediately on the next one.  That’s wise I think and keeps me from obsessing about the mail…” 

And along those same lines, do you ever work on more than one project at a time?

Yes. I’ve just finished final edits for Where Lilacs Still Bloom and I’m researching and writing One Glorious Ambition (due in  April) and I’m working on a devotional due in June and a story for another novella is percolating so they are each in different phases. 

How do you do that? What is your method of keeping everything in its place?

I’m not very good at it but I have a big box for projects and as I come across research pieces that are relevant – books in museums or at historical societies, news articles, notes from antique road shows, etc – they go in the box.  Each work in progress has a paper folder but also several computer folders and the novels all have a character list and a time line that gets added to as I write.  The time line includes important historical events that I’ve documented in the lives of the characters and public events that might be talked about by characters. I’m always researching even while I’m finishing the final manuscript. The paper folders are often big three ring binders that hold maps and genealogy material and photographs. 

I love that your novels are based on historical events with courageous heroines. Have you always been a history buff? How do you find such amazing women to write about?

The amazing women are often footnotes in biographies and history books featuring men. Virginia Woolf wrote that “women’s fiction must be invented, both uncovered and made up.” I started writing fiction when I couldn’t find enough information about Jane Sherar, an early pioneer I wanted to write about. I found information about her husband, brother, and father – she had no son; but many historical women are made up of “reflected history” where they reflect the lives of the men around them. Fiction allows me to make that reflection real. I became interested in history in college when I took a speech writing class. We had to analyze the world’s most memorable speeches from Cicero to Churchill to Nixon.  To do that, one needed to know what was going on in the world, the context and voila, there was history.  Now I see history as the spine of my story and the characters are the flesh and blood. I love getting history through the eyes of people rather than date books. 

I love what you refer to as “reflected history”. But your latest work, BARCELONA CALLING, is quite a departure from your historical novels, and I had such fun reading it! What enticed you to write contemporary women’s fiction? Did you enjoy the change of pace with the novel?

It was sort of a challenge from an editor because I kept saying someday I’d write a book about an author who loses her way and thinks if only she could get Oprah to know her name all would be well.  I wanted to call it “Oprah Doesn’t Know My Name” but couldn’t due to trademark issues (though titles can’t be copyrighted so I could have called it Gone with the Wind.)  My editor said I should go for it so I did. It was fun to try something different. One of the challenges of contemporary works is that everyone has their own experience with a cell phone or a television program or even riding a subway while readers of historical novels tend to accept the writer’s view of what it is like walking beside a covered wagon – if the presentation is authentically provided. 

One of my favorite books is HOMESTEAD, your account of the home you carved out in rugged rattlesnake country with your husband, Jerry. What inspired you to do that? If you could narrow it down to one revelation from the experience, what would that be?

What inspired us was believing we were called to go there as crazy as that was!  We wanted to see if we really could make a life on a remote piece of property and to trust that if we stepped out on a cloud of faith that we wouldn’t fall through. To narrow it down?  Hmm…I’d say what I just said about the cloud but also that God is in the details and never deserts us even in times of trial.  Oh, and that God’s blessings are even greater than we could imagine. I certainly never imagined I’d have a writing career and that all began from a little voice saying “write” which is what I did on that remote ranch for 26 years. 

You keep what looks like a very busy schedule. How do you manage your time for writing, book signings and teaching? What do you do to relax away from it all?

I’m not sure I do manage well…I have ulcers!  But that aside, I have an events coordinator and also a social media coordinator and both help me stay on track with scheduling. They remind me to take a breather. I usually don’t schedule events between mid-December and April as I’m writing eight to ten hours a day.  I get up really early, try to be at the computer by 5:30 and stop for breakfast with Jerry then back at it followed by lunch and then I can do the everyday things of living but the story is always still bubbling through my day. To relax, I take the dogs for a walk and I read, of course! 

Your next release is in April for WHERE LILACS STILL BLOOM, a novel about Hulda Klager, a self-taught horticulturalist whose beautiful lilac gardens are open to the public. I’m already signed up to attend your presentation and book signing that will benefit the gardens. Can you share a little about how the story of Hulda blossomed?

It’ll be so good to see you there!  The gardens are open year round but for three weeks, when the lilacs are most likely to be in bloom the house Hulda lived in is open for tours and lilacs are available for purchase and this helps support this nonprofit historical site.  A descendant is the one who told me of Hulda.  She’d send me little notices of Lilac Days and she’d write after she’d read my other books and she kept saying she thought Hulda’s story was perfect for me. One day I attended the gardens at her invitation, took the tour and was overwhelmed with the goodness of this story, the perseverance of a simple housewife and how her generosity came full circle to help her through her darkest time.  I thought “we need a story like that to encourage us all” so I hope it does. 

I feel I could interview you for a month and not cover everything! Is there anything you would like to add? Any tidbit you’re dying to share but no one ever asks?

I’m pretty chatty and may have already lost  your readers!  If not, I’d just like to say thank you to the people who have made room in their lives for my stories.  I’m looking forward to reading yours before long!

Thank you so very much! Your novels are always an inspiration to me and it was fun to peek behind the scenes. Thank you for the encouragement you give through your novels, devotions and teaching!

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REBECCA’S RAMBLINGS: What’s In Your Emergency Kit?

After last week’s snowstorm and major power outage, I reviewed my emergency procedures. I pretty much had everything I needed. It was finding everything. I realized that what I thought was a plan wasn’t useful unless I knew how to implement it.

After the power was restored, I cleared one drawer in the armoire and designated it my emergency supply center. I loaded it with the items I used during my ordeal. Then I gathered a few more I thought I might need, if the power was off longer than the two and a half days I’d already endured.

Light to see by was my first priority when the lights went out. A flashlight and a pack of extra batteries, of course, were first to go in. Followed by large candles, plenty of matches and some fire starter sticks. Keeping the fire blazing provided both warm and light.

For and an extended outage I also included: Emergency Ration Bars and MRE’s in case my food supply runs out. A bag of jelly beans for quick energy. And  a cool WaterBob, a liner for the bathtub that will hold a supply of drinking water for six weeks! A first aid kit and emergency radio are next to go into the drawer. Close by are plenty of blankets and my Bible.

Although tending the fire was a physical chore, I would have gone a little stir crazy if I didn’t get some good exercise, so my bike filled that need perfectly. My laptop battery died at some point and I had to hunt for appropriate writing paper. As a writer of a historical romance novel, I was being inspired moment by moment and I didn’t want to lose a word! A stack of legal pads and pens now occupy a corner of my drawer. I think I’m all set!

So what’s in your Emergency Kit? Do you know where it is? What am I missing that you would add?

 

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MONDAY’S MORSELS: THERE’S ASH IN MY COFFEE!

Snowed in and without power in the Pacific NW, I went to bed hoping I would wake to a warm house, hot water and communication with the outside world. I didn’t know it would be two and a half days with no heat, no lights, no phone, no internet. 

I can do without many things, but not my coffee! So, with making a cup my first priority, I actually looked forward to a day (okay – it was a couple!) of using the skills and resources that I learned from a day at the Alice Ross Hearth Studios.

Alice helped me do research for my historical romance novel. She taught me what a seventeenth century homemaker would need to know about cooking, preserving and surviving in a wild, new land. The fire in the hearth was central to everything.

As I built my fire that cold morning I pictured cooking my meals like our ancestors did. But when the ashes fell into my pot of water (even a strainer over the top would not keep them out!) I realized that my hearth was just not equipped.

I needed a lug-pole and trammels to hold my pot high. And a bit longer hearth would certainly give me room to move multiple dishes about. Note to hubby: next house we build . . .

I did tuck a yam into the coals and it was heavenly! But by the next morning and still no electricity, I knew I had to figure out a way to cook a meal. That’s when I realized I had a gas grill not four feet from my back door!

In keeping with my theme “What would Grandma Horton cook?” I stirred up a batter for corn cakes, sprinkling in a handful of currents. A pat of butter and oh, my! Drenched in pure maple syrup, the cakes were decadent! The early English immigrants were introduced to maple syrup by the Native Americans, who taught them to draw it from the trees.

The women who were the founding mothers of our nation were brave indeed. After two days of hauling in wood, poking at logs, and tamping out escaped cinders, I rubbed the splinters and blisters on my fingers and thanked our Lord for those strong, courageous ladies. Without them we wouldn’t be here.

That night I warmed a thick chicken stew on the grill and dined by candlelight. I watched the glowing orange coals as the flickering flames licked the air and thought for a moment about how hard I’d worked.

With a laugh I reminded myself that yes, the fire was labor intensive.

But, I didn’t haul the water from a spring, grind the corn or pluck the chicken! I didn’t make the candles and can’t even imagine rendering fat from a sheep for the tallow. And I didn’t need to strike flint or gather dried moss to start my fire. A match did the trick with a fire-starter under my logs.

Oh! And the electricity came on last night. I woke up to a toasty room and hot water in my Kuerig! Now where’s my laptop?

 

 


 

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: BARCELONA CALLING by JANE KIRKPATRICK

Jane Kirkpatrick’s historical novels have long been favorites of mine. Her heroines are based on real women who were not only strong, but ahead of their time.

It’s not surprising that in many ways Ms. Kirkpatrick’s life exemplifies the stories she tells. If you have not read HOMESTEAD, her autobiography of struggling to settle the desolate Starvation Point with her husband, Jerry, you simply must. It truly is amazing, but then so are all of her books – novels or nonfiction!

And so it was with great anticipation that I picked up my copy of her first contemporary women’s fiction novel, BARCELONA CALLING.

What a delight it is! We meet Annie Shaw, an author with three published novels and her future hinging on her forth. Her sister, cousin, and two close friends form her critique group and they become obsessed with the idea that if they can just get Oprah t0 notice the book, Annie will be on her way.

The ensuing adventures are hilarious and I could not resist reading large passages to hubby.

He is used to this whenever I read a Jane Kirkpatrick book. Most evenings after dinner we sit down to read in front of the fire – or in the summer, out on the deck as we watch the pink glow of the sunset’s reflection on Mount Adams. I literally read all of HOMESTEAD aloud to hubby, much to his enjoyment.

I loved BARCELONA CALLING! As a writer who hopes to be published someday, I wondered if Ms. Kirkpatrick had somehow peeked inside of my head! As an avid reader, I couldn’t wait to read Annie’s next antic!

I highly recommend this book! I think you will love it as much as I did. I have but one question: Ms. Kirkpatrick, has Oprah called you yet? What a fun interview that would be! 

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

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REBECCA’S RAMBLINGS: SWEET LAND OF LIBERTY

My hubby and I had the unexpected treat to spend two full days in Washington D.C. and I could not resist the opportunity to go back to Mount Vernon, the home of George and Martha Washington! I lived in Northern Virginia several years ago and my favorite place to visit was, hands down, Mount Vernon. It is a historical writer’s dream! Rich for research.

We spent both days touring the estate, including guided tours of the third floor of the mansion and the grounds. Our second day, while we sought out lunch at the Mount Vernon Inn, imagine our surprise when we spotted Callista Gingrich signing her new children’s book, SWEET LAND OF LIBERTY! 

Talk about excitement on my part! As an avid book collector, reader and fellow writer, I could not pass up the chance, so hubby and I stood in the long line with our books. Callista smiled warmly as I told her they were for our two youngest grandbabies.

She passed the books over to Newt and I expressed how great it was that he would sign them, too! He smiled and said, “Well, you know, I’m here with her so thought I would.” The two exchanged a sweet glance. I loved the support he showed her at that moment. I am blessed with a wonderfully supportive husband, so it’s something I notice.

I asked if my hubby could take my picture with them and they said yes (if you look, I seem to be lurking!). The sweet thing is that in the picture above, Newt was not looking at the camera. But I have a second pic with all of us looking toward hubby, because Callista noticed and immediately put her hand on her husband’s arm and urged him to look at the camera for one more take.

I’m not particularly political, but I do believe that as a Christian we  should forgive the past, not judge the present and pray for the future.

The funny thing about all of this is I’d just finished reading Jane Kirkpatrick’s latest novel, BARCELONA CALLING, in which writer Annie Shaw is doing everything she can to have her book picked up by Oprah. As we lay in bed that night a thought struck me. I turned to hubby, “Why didn’t I tell Callista that I’ve written a novel? My big moment and I just said, ‘these are for my grandbabies’!” 

Such is life! And I should have bought three more books when I could have them signed by Newt and Callista! Turns out the older grandbabies would have liked one, too! It’s a very sweet read-to-me book!

Check out Friday’s Favorites tomorrow when I review Jane Kirkpatrick’s BARCELONA CALLING!

 


 

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MONDAY’S MORSELS: Grandmother Horton’s Ginger Cookies

Growing up, I always knew Christmas would soon be here when the ginger cookies baked by Grandmother Horton arrived by mail, carefully wrapped in a green Frederick and Nelson’s shirt box! She baked them for us each year and when she could not, my mother continued the tradition. I have tried to do the same, baking them each December for my three daughters and grandchildren. My 9th great-grandfather, Barnabas Horton was a baker from Mousely, England, and I like to think the cookie genes came from him! The following recipe is Grandmother’s original. I use canola oil instead of the Mazola. These are delicious with a glass of icy cold milk, but I enjoy them with a steaming cup of coffee or tea, too!

Grandmother Horton’s Ginger Cookies

Combine 1 cup sugar, 3/4 cup Mazola oil, 1 egg, 4 T. molasses, 2 cups flour, 1/2 tsp. salt, 1/4 tsp. cloves, 1/2 tsp. cinnamon, 2 level tsp. baking soda, 1/2 tsp. ginger.

Mix well, roll into small balls. Dip in sugar.  Place on greased cookie sheet. Bake 10 minutes at 350 degrees. Remove to rack and cool.

I hope you love this recipe as much as I do!

I can do all things through Christ which strengteneth me. Philippians 4:13  KJV

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A DAISY FOR MOM

 

 I’ve had the idea to write about the sturdy Gerbera Daisy my brother gave me a few years ago for a long time, so imagine my excitement when I read author Jane Kirkpatrick’s account of the hibiscus plant her brother gave her a few years ago! I love following her  Story Sparks  because she always writes something that speaks to my heart. The first book I read of hers was A GATHERING OF FINCHES, a historical novel, and was a fan immediately. She’s written many historical novels and many nonfiction books, including HOMESTEAD. BARCELONE CALLING, her first contemporary novel, is now out. (BTW click the link above to read the story about her hibiscus and brother!) I love her post and it was all I needed to get busy and write!

Our mom passed away in March of 2005, just two weeks before her  birthday. It was a difficult time for me, my siblings, our children and our dad, but we wanted to gather at the farm and celebrate the beautiful woman who had blessed our lives. We had birthday cake and shared stories that brought smiles and tears. Afterward we took a balloon bouquet outside and released them in tribute and watched them until the last red balloon was a dot in the sky.

My brother, the youngest of us four and the only male, brought a gift for each of us. He is thoughtful in that way, but I’m sure he did not know how meaningful his gift would be to me and how much comfort it would bring.

It was a small potted gerbera daisy with a picture of our mom, taken on her birthday one year before she died. Each little plant had two or three cheerful blooms. I took mine home and hovered over it. I’d had a Gerbera before and it didn’t survive. So this time I read everything I could about them. They are not easy to care for: they dislike overwatering – indeed they like to droop as if they are asking for a drink – and require just the right amount of light, whatever that is.

So I hovered over the daisy, referring to it as “she”. She needs water, I think. She doesn’t like this window. What I found is if I left her next to the kitchen sink, I would remember to give her water at just the precise time and the northerly kitchen window seemed to provide the right amount of light, too.

The following spring she did not bloom. That August I married Tom and moved the daisy to a new north window. It faced Mount Adams and was right outside my bedroom door. Not a morning went by that I didn’t come out and smile at my mom’s picture and check the gerbera for thirst or blooms. The year flew by for me and the following spring, on Mother’s Day the small bud of a bloom appeared. It opened to a beautiful flower.

Over the next few years the daisy bloomed once or twice – one year three times! -  and again around Mother’s Day 2009. Then in May our dad became very ill. He had a faulty valve that needed replacement, and two days after the surgery he had a stroke. The next year was a long, painful recovery. There were no blooms that year. But dad got well and on Father’s Day 2011 a small bud appeared once again. The picture at the top of the page is the bloom, a few days after it opened. And then a few days ago I noticed something that has never happened before. As I prepared to have the family gather at our home for Thanksgiving – Dad included – I noticed a bloom. A bloom in November! This is a first! I like to think an angel is rejoicing! But what I know is this: God gives us comfort, through His Word and through His Creation. And sometimes through a pesky little brother!

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MONDAY’S MORSELS: A recipe and a verse

 

A simple and yummy addition to bring authenticity and color to your Thanksgiving feast is Candied Orange Peels with Cranberries. Our Founding Mothers depended on citrus to protect their families against disease and their ingenuity at preserving food, combined with the skill of the Native Americans in cultivation ensured survival in the birth of our great Nation.

Sugar was used as a preservative in early times, as well as vinegar for pickling. When I researched my historical romance novel, I was fortunate to spend a full day at the Alice Ross Studio in Smithtown, Long Island. Alice taught me 17th century cooking over a hearth and we spent the day preparing a full meal, just as Mary Horton, my great-grandmother twelve generations removed, might have done in 1636.

CANDIED ORANGE PEELS WITH CRANBERRIES:  Score the peel of 8 oranges into quarters and remove the strips. Cut each section into 1/4″ strips. Place in copper or iron pot. Add cranberries and pour just enough water to barely cover. Stir in 2 cups of sugar and hang from a long trammel (hook) over a low fire. Allow to simmer, stirring occasionally until the rinds become translucent and water is cooked down. Remove from pot and spread thin in additional sugar, separating and coating each to prevent sticking. Allow to dry. Put in crock. The candied orange rinds and cranberries will last all winter stored in a cool pit.

Today’s cook can prepare this over the stove with one additional step. After you score and peel the orange in fourths, place the peels in a saucepan with enough water to cover and bring to a boil. Simmer gently for 10 minutes to remove bitter oils. Drain. Note that Mary would never have done this step: water had to be hauled from a stream and was used sparingly. After the pre-boil, cut the fourths into skinny strips, 1/4″ wide. In a small saucepan bring 2 cups sugar and 1 cup water to boil. Add the strips of rind and cranberries and stir occasionally until translucent. Remove, coat with sugar and allow to dry. Store in covered container or closed plastic bag. This will last all winter in your fridge ~ enjoy!

My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest. Though hail flattens the forest and the city is leveled completely, how blessed you will be, sowing your seed by every stream, and letting your cattle and donkeys range free. Isaiah 32:18-20. Taken from NIV © 1986. Used by permission of Zondervan. www.zondervan.com

 

 


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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES: A HEART MOST WORTHY by, Siri Mitchell

One of my favorite parts of  a Siri Mitchell novel is the cover! Seriously, could you walk past this book at the store and not pick it up? And of course, once you’ve picked it up and glanced at the back cover blurb, you are going to buy it!

The intricacy and detail of the dress are what you find within: a beautifully written story that weaves a tale of three beautiful women from Italy, each coming to America with their own dream, each finding love. But their stories are entwined by a thin thread.  Luciana does beadwork, Annamaria smocking, and Julietta’s specialty is embroidery and all are employed at Madame Fortier’s dress shop. Their three separate lives, portrayed so seamlessly by Ms. Mitchell, take different turns as their love stories unfold. A pleasant surprise is the use of the omniscient point of view – I found it refreshing! Ms. Mitchell once again delivers a thoroughly engaging story laced  with historical detail – this one set in 1918 – that puts you squarely in the setting, living, loving and longing right along with Luciana, Annamaria and Julietta.

I’ve loved all of Ms. Mitchell’s books and if you have never read one, I hope you will. You truly will not be disappointed!

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES, AN INTERVIEW WITH DOROTHY LOVE

I am thrilled to have with me today Dorothy Love, Thomas Nelson author of The Hickory Ridge Series. She is a delight to talk to and if you haven’t had the chance to check out her website, www.dorothylovebooks.com, you must! She serves up a fresh pot of Writer’s Caffeine and shares the Inside Story, too. It’s truly a beautiful website and the southern charm you find there is the same sweet charm you hear in her voice.

Dorothy has graciously offered a copy of BEYOND ALL MEASURE for a drawing. Please leave a comment and your email address to be entered. The drawing will be held on Friday, November 18th!                       

Dorothy, I loved BEYOND ALL MEASURE and meeting Ada and Wyatt. It was hard to put down at the end. BEAUTY FOR ASHES, your second in the Hickory Ridge Series, comes out in February and I can’t wait! Can you give us a little sneak peek in what the book will hold for us?    Sure. BEAUTY FOR ASHES is Carrie Daly’s story. Readers of the first book will remember her as the widow whose husband was killed at Shiloh. After years of mourning, Carrie is about to wed the bookshop owner, Nate Chastain. But then Griff Rutledge, a charming gentleman from Charleston gets off the train and Carrie’s world is suddenly turned upside down. The story is about family and where we find it.  I love Charleston and creating Griff gave me another chance to renew my love affair with the place the locals call The Holy City. I hope readers will enjoy reading about a place that holds a special spot in my heart.

Dorothy Love

What’s next for us in Hickory Ridge? I think I heard something about one of my favorite little characters from Beyond All Measure! Could Sophie be growing up?    Yes indeed. I’ve just turned in the completed manuscript for EVERY PERFECT GIFT, which is the story of Sophie all grown up and back in Hickory Ridge to revive the Gazette, the town’s long-defunct newspaper. Hickory Ridge has changed in many ways since Sophie left at age ten to live with Wyatt and Ada in Texas, including the opening of Blue Smoke, a luxury resort meant to rival the finest resorts in the country. The manager is a charming man from Savannah who soon is smitten with our Sophie. But of course they must overcome some significant obstacles in order to find love. When I finished this manuscript I felt both elation at having completed the series and having told the stories of three very different women, but I was also sad at leaving the town I’ve been immersed in for the past two years. I will miss Jasper Pruitt despite all his faults, and Mayor Scott, and Mariah Whiting, who was Ada’s best friend in the first book.

I had the privilege of introducing you at a workshop last year at ACFW and I was so impressed with your long list of credits and accomplishments. Can you tell us a little about your life in academia? I love that you are Dr. Love!   I spent fourteen years in public education as a curriculum specialist and as an elementary school principal. After earning a PhD, I left my job in the public schools to teach at the college level and to pursue a writing career. I taught part time at my alma mater, the University of North Texas, and then full time at a small liberal arts college in the Midwest. I sold my first book for young readers while teaching there. After selling my third novel, I left teaching to write full time.

Was there ever a time when you were working, caring for a home and trying to fit in writing, too? Or did you know what you wanted to do and just made a clean break?   I wrote my first few YA novels while teaching at the university. I’m no longer teaching, but I have a house, a husband, and two golden retrievers. My mom lives about a six hour drive away and I see her as often as I can. I stay busy.

Can you tell us about your YA novels? Sometimes I think people believe it is actually easier to write YA. Is that true?    My YA novels are coming-of-age novels, usually with a girl who is between 12 and 14 as the protagonist. My girls face the normal traumas of growing up—fitting in at school, dealing with bullies, trying to figure out the opposite sex, worrying about parents…the normal stuff every girl goes through. For me, writing YA was actually harder. I think that the further away a writer gets from being that age, the harder it is to get the character’s voice right. And voice is paramount in YA fiction. Although the memories of the emotions she is experiencing are still as fresh as yesterday. Who doesn’t remember falling down the steps at lunch and having the whole school laugh? Liking a boy, dreaming about him, praying he will notice you, and realizing he does not even know you are on the planet. Changing your shirt three times before leaving for the first day of school, hoping you won’t look like a total dork.

Would you share with us some of the awards you’ve won and is there one that is particularly meaningful to you?     I’ve had more nominations—over 25—than wins, but I’ve won the Teddy Book Award for Best Children’s Book, the ALA Amelia Bloomer List, the New York Public Library’s Best Book for the teenage, and the Friends of American Writers Juvenile Fiction Prize. That one meant a lot to me because it was for My Lone Star Summer, my first novel set in Texas.

What made you decide to make the change to adult CBA?      I love historical fiction and the market for it in the secular YA field is very small. Also, in recent years, the YA market has taken a turn toward darker stories—dystopian novels, novels featuring vampires, werewolves and the like. I’m just not drawn to those kinds of dark stories. In 2010 I had published 14 or 15 books in the secular market, and decided I wanted to write books for adults that might inspire and lift people up even as they entertain with a good story. A friend introduced me to my current agent, Natasha Kern, who was able to place the Hickory Ridge series right away. It took only a couple of months from initial submission to contract. And here we are two years later and the series is practically wrapped up. BEAUTY FOR ASHES will be out in February and EVERY PERFECT GIFT in November.  My head is still spinning at how fast it happened.

In meeting you in person, one of the first things I noticed about you is your voice. The hint of southern charm I hear can only be described as a soft elegance and that flows into your novels. How much of you are in your novels?      I would say definitely certain turns of phrase, the colloquial expressions I grew up hearing from my extended family. One of the early reviews of Beyond All Measure mentioned the humor in it, but I wasn’t necessarily trying to be funny. It’s just the way I talk.

Hickory Ridge is a beautiful setting for your books. Did your stories grow out of the locale or did you plan your stories and then design the story world around them?      Usually the locale comes first. I fall in love with a place, like Charleston, or the Smokies, or Texas, and want to set a story there. Then it’s a question of what kind of characters would fit that setting, and what their struggles and ambitions might be. I’m also drawn to the history of place and what kinds of dramatic situations grow out of that history.  It’s like weaving a tapestry. All the different threads have to come together to form a cohesive picture.

What is your favorite thing about being a writer?     Reader mail! I love it when someone writes to say that they loved a certain story or character, that it meant something to them. That’s the best feeling. 

Do you have a favorite research story?     Sometimes my research grows out of my curiosity about the places I visit. Many years ago I drove from Charleston up to Georgetown County, SC, which was once the second richest county in the entire country due to production of rice called Carolina Gold. Something about that place stuck in  my mind and within the next couple of years  I’ll be writing a novel set there. I love that all of these experiences and impressions are stockpiled in my memory and come to light when I least expect it.

What about a favorite conference story?     It’s the same one every year. Getting to hang out with my friends, my agent, my publisher and editors is so much fun. 

Do you have plans beyond Hickory Ridge?    Three more historical novels are in the offing at Thomas Nelson that will keep me happily writing until 2014.  Each is set in a different locale so I expect to be immersed in research, too.

I love your website – it has that soft elegance I was talking about earlier – and I love how you reach out to those who aspire to be authors. Do you have one piece of advice to those who are working their way to publication?    It isn’t anything people haven’t heard before, but I believe that to write well, you must read voraciously and not only in the genre you plan to write. I read a lot of nonfiction for the historical details, I read biographies to learn what makes people tick, I read a mix of literary and commercial fiction to see how other authors do it. Read every day and write every day. Get into the habit of putting something on paper every day. Writing requires strict discipline and it’s easier to meet deadlines if you are already in the habit of putting words on the page on a regular basis.  

Is there anything else you would like to share? Any question you wish someone would ask but never does?  The question I’m waiting for that has not been posed yet is this:  May I option your books for a series of major motion pictures? I would love that!! I can just see Hickory Ridge up there on that big screen!   

Thank you so much, Dorothy, for taking the time for this interview! It has been so much fun to spend some time with you!

                                 

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BLUE SKIES TOMORROW . . . A FRIDAY’S FAVORITE WITH REBECCA

Product DetailsAs I eagerly awaited the arrival of my preordered hard copy of BLUE SKIES TOMORROW, I picked up my Kindle and downloaded the E version. When I opened my package from Amazon I was already half way through the book! I opened to the last page I had read, buried my nose in it and breathed in the sweet smell of the paper and ink. I have to say, loving both forms of publication! And loving the third book in Sarah Sundin’s Wings of Glory series!

It is always a good thing when I hate to put down the book I’ve just read, and that is how I found myself when I turned that last page of BLUE SKIES TOMORROW.  

Jack is dashing with the ladies and Walt is drawn to adventure, but the eldest brother in the Novak clan, Ray, is a gentle man who yearns to preach from the pulpit. Content to serve his country training the pilots who will fly off to fight combat missions, he suddenly finds himself transferred to a supply job with his courage in question. When he finds himself falling in love with Helen, a young war widow with a dark secret, he knows he must face his own fears before he can minister to her needs and seek her love. But will he lose her first?

Ms. Sundin is superb at allowing us to soak up the history of WWII through details laced with powerful story. But once again, she leaves the reader with much to think about. What is courage? To do right no matter what the cost? To trust the Lord in all circumstances? One of my favorite lines from the book comes from Esther when she tells Helen, “Sometimes the Lord wants us to fight, but sometimes he wants us to surrender. Surrender can require a lot more courage than fighting.”

I didn’t want to leave the story at the end. I was sad when I finished the book. But oh - what a sweet, sweet sadness!

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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MONDAY’S MEANDERINGS . . . AUTHOR SARAH SUNDIN JOINS ME TODAY!

Sarah Sundin

I had the pleasure of meeting Sarah Sundin at the Mount Hermon Writer’s Conference last April. Her warmth and genuine interest in others spills over in her bubbly personality and when she talks about research her energy is infectious! A graduate of UCLA and UC San Francisco, she’s a mom of three and works as an on-call hospital pharmacist. She and her husband live in California, one of the settings in her first three novels. I was thrilled when she said she could stop by to chat!
 
Sarah, have you always had an interest in history?
 
Nope. Or at least I thought I didn’t. Social Studies was my least favorite subject in school. However, as a child, I loved reading historical novels and biographies, so I did enjoy learning about the past—through story. I find my interest in history grows as I get older. Our era is just a tiny dot on the spectrum of history, and we have so much to learn from those who have gone before us.
 
What drew you to WWII?

Besides the cute clothes and men in uniform? First of all, there are so many dramatic stories and settings—a novelist’s dream. This was a time when ordinary men had to do extraordinary things, and when women first explored non-traditional roles while remaining ladies. 

I love how your descriptions of military missions, procedure and protocol are detailed and realistic. Where did you begin with your research?

That was challenging since I’m not a pilot and didn’t serve in the military. I started general, with a wonderful oral history of the US Eighth Air Force. Then I read more specific books about the Eighth and about B-17s and about life on a bomber base. Since I wanted to get the flying scenes right, I read a “How to Fly a Plane” book to get the basics, purchased copies of the actual B-17 pilot’s manual and the training film (pure gold!), and ran the flying scenes past a pilot friend. 

What was your most enjoyable research experience?

Almost all of it. I wasn’t looking forward to poring over the Antioch Ledger on the microfiche machine, but it was fascinating. I never thought I’d enjoy researching B-17 bombers, but I did. Every year I visit my local airport when the B-17s come to visit, and I was able to walk through. When you crawl through the narrow passageways, duck through the doorways, and poke your head into the top turret—and then imagine doing it as a full-grown man with heavy high-altitude flying gear in subzero temperatures under fighter attack—it gives you a new level of appreciation for what the airmen went through. And this May I was privileged to take a flight in B-17 Aluminum Overcast owned by the Experimental Aircraft Association. Technically it wasn’t research since the whole trilogy was complete, but I was thrilled that I’d gotten the details right—and it was a rollicking good ride.

Did your debut novel grow out of your research or did you have the story in your head before you began researching?

The story came first. I had a concept of a love story between a woman on the Home Front and a pilot. Then when I saw a History Channel special about the US Eighth Air Force based in England in World War II, I had my connection. My great-uncle was a B-17 pilot with the Eighth Air Force, so I had access to his letters and stories. Plus, I loved England as a setting. If I’d known how much research I’d have to do, I probably wouldn’t have started. But the more I researched, the more I became enthralled with what our airmen did during the war, so that and the story drove me.

Do you research completely then write your story, or do you write and check on facts as you go?

I wrote most of the Wings of Glory series before I had a publishing contract, so I did all my research before I started each book. Occasionally I stopped to look up new facts, but mostly I just had to check my notes or reference books. However, I’m writing my next series under deadline and have had to change my process. I did enough research before starting the series to make sure the stories worked, but I’m doing most of my research as I go.

What is a typical writing day like for you? Is it difficult to juggle job, family and writing time?

I only work one day a week, so that helps. As for writing, I do the bulk of my work when the children are in school, then while the kids do homework, I do emails and other on-line work. I’ve also become expert at using snippets of “wasted” time—I can take care of a lot of editing and emails during the kids’ soccer practices and in the dentist’s waiting room. 

Your series, Wings of Glory, features three brothers. Walt Novak in A DISTANT MELODY, Jack Novak in A MEMORY BETWEEN US, and Ray Novak in the BLUE SKIES TOMORROW. When did you know you wanted to feature each brother in his own novel?

A Distant Melody was originally meant to be a standalone novel. That novel runs from mid-1942 to mid-1943, which was a dark time for the US Eighth Air Force. As I became more engrossed with the Eighth, I wanted to tell the complete story through to Victory in Europe. Since the hero had two brothers who were pilots, I realized they could “tag-team” each other—and I had a trilogy.

You will be teaching a workshop on research for the American Fiction Writer’s Conference next month in September. Can you give us a favorite tip for research as a preview?

Take very careful notes, well referenced. I go back to seventh grade when Miss Morris taught me how to research the Big Report. I keep a bibliography with each book and website getting a number. As I take notes, I include the book number and the page number. Really basic, but it saves me gobs of time. I think I’ll always remember where I read that great description of the pilot’s throat microphone or a picture of my heroine’s uniform—but I forget. This also makes it really simple when my editor checks my facts. I can easily go back and find the reference.

Your main characters are Christians who struggle with their faith in ways that we all do, but in circumstances most of us will never experience. You portray the grittiness of war in a realistic way without offending either our sensibilities or our senses. How difficult was that?

Not too bad. The accounts I read were gritty with the violence and foul language you’d expect from men at war. In my mind I know exactly what my characters said—I went to public school and university :o )  Then I just wrote around it. “He left a trail of profanity in his wake,” “He used every cuss word in his considerable vocabulary,” “He swore—and not like a rookie.” You get the feel of it without getting your eyes and ears blistered.

How was the Mount Hermon Conference part of your journey to publication?

The Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference was vital to my development as a writer. I started attending in 2003 and have only missed one year since. I learned so much about writing from fabulous teachers like Lauraine Snelling, Davis Bunn, Randall Ingermanson, Brandilyn Collins, and Angela Hunt. I learned how to approach editors and agents, and got to know them as human beings. I submitted for the first time in 2003 and kept on submitting even though no one wanted historicals for about five years. Those “rejection letter years” were hard, but the friends I made at Mount Hermon encouraged me. In 2008 the market flipped and the publishers were looking for historicals again. That year at Mount Hermon, I submitted to Vicki Crumpton from Revell and had a really nice appointment with her. She invited me to submit my proposal, and then my full manuscript. In September of that year, Revell offered me a three-book contract. Mount Hermon remains a vital part of my life as a writer. Every year I continue to learn, and now I have the opportunity to give back through encouragement, prayer, and advising first-timers.

Do you have something you would like to tell us, that no one has ever asked you?

I’m laughing. I thought no unasked interview questions remained, but you managed to ask me oodles of new questions. Thanks! It was a lot of fun.

Thank you, Sarah! I loved having you over and thanks to everyone that joined us! I will have more on Sarah on Friday’s Favorites as I review her latest, BLUE SKIES TOMORROW, the    third in her Wings of Glory trilogy!                                                              

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES . . . Sarah Sundin’s A MEMORY BETWEEN US

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I had the good fortune to sit at the same dinner table with Sarah Sundin at the Mount Hermon Christian Writer’s Conference in Santa Cruz, CA, last March and enjoyed hearing about her journey to publication, of which Mount Hermon played a big part. Her first book, A DISTANT MELODY, came out in March of 2010, quickly followed by her second, A MEMORY BETWEEN US, in September of 2010. After attending her “Late Nite Chat” on researching a novel, I quickly picked up both at the conference bookstore. My dad is a retired Naval Aviator (my hubby is too, though not of WWII vintage!)  and trained pilots during WWII down in Beeville, TX , and I was particularly drawn to the series time period. I was not disappointed! Both the romance and the rich history immediately pulled me into the story and I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know Allie Miller and Walt Novak. It was hard to put down! But if I enjoyed the first book, the second, A MEMORY BETWEEN US, completely captivated me! Ms. Sundin hit the ground running and I was eagerly swept along. The setting is England, WWII. Walt’s brother, Major Jack Novak, a B-17 pilot, meets nurse Lt. Ruth Doherty and the romance that ensues will touch your heart. I found the rich details of missions fought and life in an evacuation hospital riveting. But it is the story of two hearts kept apart by pride, guilt and fear that tugged at my heartstrings. It is a gift when a great story has a take-away and for me it was this:  often it is our own perceptions and doubts that keep us from the abundant life God promises.  BLUES SKIES TOMORROW, the third book in the Wings of Glory series, is due out in August and I can’t wait!

“Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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To Dad . . . Love, Me

On Father’s Day I like to write notes to my dad and remind him of the warm memories of growing up that helped shape me into the person I am today. Most all of those memories are of the fun times we shared, but there are a few that were painful. Sometimes what hurts the most has the most relevance in our lives. One such moment occurred the year I turned ten. We moved to Oak Harbor, WA, the previous year and the lot next door stood vacant. A fun place to explore, with secret hiding places and tree roots to climb on. Suddenly a new house went in and we had neighbors. My brother and I – with the emphasis on I, because being older, I’m sure I was the instigator – threw rocks in their newly seeded lawn. I don’t really know why we did it, but I know it wasn’t because we disliked them. We didn’t even know them. I don’t remember how Dad found out we did that terrible deed. But I do remember he marched us next door to apologize and make amends. It was difficult to face our victims, but I learned a very big lesson that day. That there are real people who suffer from our thoughtless actions. I remember the hurt and concern on Dad’s face that day, not only for our neighbors, but for the children he loved. For the lives he hoped we would lead. That has stayed with me always. Our heavenly Father loves us like that, even when we stray. He stands beside us through the worst times. His love never fails.

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FRIDAY’S FAVORITES . . . Christine Lindsay’s SHADOWED IN SILK

From the moment I opened the book I felt in the midst of the mysterious and exotic world of India. Ms. Lindsay’s rich descriptions will dazzle your senses. When Abby Fraser arrives by ship with her young son, Cam, you already feel her anticipation of the difficulties that await her. The contrasts that confront her on the  dock, the splendor of colors washed in bright, hot light; the smell of dung mixed with sweet spice; the jostling crowd, match the complexity of her emotions as she searches for the husband she hasn’t seen in four years, Cam’s father. As we get to know Geoff Richards, a British officer who befriends Abby and Cam on the voyage, the rich and detailed history and culture of India is woven through a story of commitment, love and intrigue.  SHADOWED IN SILK is available now on Kindle, but this is one book I will purchase when it comes out in September in trade paperback. The cover is gorgeous and it is one I will want to hold in my hands. It will certainly have a place on Becky’s Bookshelf!

 “Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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Rebecca’s Reviews: HOT MONEY, by Dick Francis

I have read and collected all of Dick Francis’s novels, and my favorite remains the first one I ever picked up, HOT MONEY. All that glitters is gold for Malcolm Pembroke, but relationships tarnish for the rich tycoon as sure as diamonds scratch glass. Greed and jealousy erupt when Malcolm seems to squander money on race horses and charity. His life is threatened and he summons Ian, his son, a racehorse trainer and the only family member he trusts. The setting is Dick Francis’s signature horsetrack and dysfunctional family, and will keep you guessing as you turn the pages. While the corrupting powers of money will alarm you, the father-son bond that prevails will warm you. The author passed away in February of 2010 after writing 43 best-selling novels. If you have never read Dick Francis, I highly recommend HOT MONEY. But be careful. Perhaps you’ll feel pulled in as I did and read all 43!

“Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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MONDAY’S MEANDERINGS . . . rules, rules, rules! A season for all things.

Most writers today, writers of fiction, will find there are myriad rules to follow in order to write a really good book of fiction. And for the unpublished writer hoping to catch the eye of an editor, the rules had better be followed. I know there was a time when that wasn’t true for the most part. Show don’t tell was not necessarily the norm, and writing tight, though it certainly had it’s place in a novel, was not the goal. Many of our classics became classics because of beautiful, flowery language. But today’s reader gets impatient with long, laborious descriptions and doesn’t want to be told of the action, but be in it. Televison, movies, and more importantly, computers and high tech have produced a I want it now consumer. Many writers ask the question, why should I have to follow the rules? Who sets these rules? In the end, the reader sets the rules and you have to ask yourself who will be your reader, your audience? Who are you writing the book for? Is it for yourself? To be able to say I wrote a book? Is it a beautiful story that dwells within you and you only care if it touches but one soul? Then rules will matter little. But if you have an overwhelming desire to join the ranks of the published author, to write a book that might find its way to hundreds or even thousands of  readers, then yes. You have to follow the rules. You have to nab that editor. There will come a time you might test those rules, bend them to almost breaking. But it isn’t now.

“Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

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THE SPEECHMAKER AND THE SPEECHMASTER

Dad’s physical recovery from his stroke was amazing and that is mostly due to his incredible health and physical condition before his heart surgery. Taking care of a farm and horses, chopping wood and building fences, cleaning his home and preparing his meals kept him in shape. He quit smoking his cigars and pipes years ago and was careful about his weight.

The damage the stroke did to his speech was devastating, not only to him, but to his children. A retired Navy pilot, he rather enjoyed the solitude of his farm, but to his children he was the great communicator – imparting wisdom and encouragement, for the most part, and sometimes a sterner directive. His novel came late in life, begun at the age of 86, and now it hung in midair. He remembered the ending, knew what he needed to write, but, like his speech, the words would not find their way from his brain to the page.

When Dad first came home from RIO - Rehabilitation Institute of Oregon - a speech therapist was assigned to visit once or twice a week in Dad’s home. A rapport sprang up immediately between Jeff and Dad and to watch them work together was so encouraging. Jeff never let Dad slack, and Dad in return, worked very hard. Dad quickly showed his respect for Jeff by calling him the Speech Master.

Too soon, Speech Master could not justify the in-home visits and recommended he continue therapy as an outpatient. This saddened all of us, but Jeff reassured us the person who would be his new therapist was truly one of the best. My sister took Dad to his appointments and she reassured us that he was very good. His name was Shawn, but he quickly became Speech Maker.

As Shawn challenged, encouraged and reassured, Dad worked hard to follow his direction and live up to his expectations. And when skill and true grit collided, mixed with compassion, something extraordinary happened. Week after week, Dad’s speech improved. Beyond what the experts had predicted for him. When Shawn ran out of the standard textbook assignments, he invented his own. Somewhere in the midst, he became Speech Master ll.

There came a time Shawn told Dad his speech had improved to the point where release from the program was possible. But Shawn knew Dad was writing a novel, a western romance. And he knew that it was still difficult for Dad to sit down at the computer and have the words in his head flow to the keys. The composition of the sentences would get jumbled. So, Speech Master ll printed some western art – pictures with lots of action. He asked Dad to write three short sentences about the action he saw in the picture. Then he instructed him to connect two of the sentences, and lastly to bring the third short sentence into the final compound sentence. He sent him home with lots of homework. Shawn’s innovative approach to therapy enabled my Dad to sit at his computer again, and though it is painstakingly slow for him, he is finishing his book. Dad’s recovery matched Shawn’s belief in him, and I think that is key. The tears that well in my eyes as I write this are tears of joy.

I wanted to be the one to help Dad finish his book. I’d been there from the start, and I prayed I could help him finish. I didn’t have a clue how, but thought God might show me. God answered my prayer, though not as I thought He might. God blessed us with Shawn.

Last week I took Dad to see Speech Master ll. Not for therapy – his last day of speech had been the week before – a day Shawn said Dad would now be Speech Master lll – he would continue to recover and be in charge of his own recovery. But this visit we were going to deliver a present. Shawn had various figurines on his windowsill – goofy ones with what I am sure had special meanings. Dad wanted to add to that collection, so on that day we brought him a small Superman. To Dad and his children, Speech Master ll will always be a superhero!

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REBECCA’S REVIEWS

Eclectic is the only way to describe my choice in reading. I love a good novel, whether it be historical or contemporary, romance or suspense, secular or Christian. You will discover this if you follow Rebecca’s Reviews for long! On Wednesdays I will be reviewing books that influenced me over the years. I would like to begin with a group of four books that I read first as a teenager and young adult. The stories that impacted me so very much and I revisit from time to time: THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD, by Fulton Oursler, THE ROBE, by Lloyd C. Douglas, THE SILVER CHALICE, by Thomas C. Costain, and THE STORY BIBLE, by Pearl S. Buck.

I do believe that God our Father is the author of the universe, the author of the beginning and end – the author of the only book we truly need: THE BIBLE. I accepted Christ into my life at the age of thirteen and though I understood the importance of reading the Bible, I admit I struggled. Then, at age sixteen, I picked up THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD, an artful blend of the first four gospels written in fictional form. It was like milk to this babe in Christ. I immersed myself in it, delighted in it and turned back to Scripture to find the facts first hand. 

That same year I read THE ROBE. This powerful novel tells the story of a young Marcellus who wins the robe of Christ and seeks to understand the man who wore it. The man they crucified. A beautiful story on many levels, Douglas drops the reader immediately into the ancient world of the Roman Empire and weaves a story filled with romance, intrigue and sheer entertainment. I recommend this for believers and non-believers alike. It won’t disappoint.

My yearning for Biblical fiction led me to THE SILVER CHALICE that year I was sixteen. It is the fictional story of a young slave, Basil, whose freedom is purchased by the Apostle Luke. He is asked by Luke to create a silver chalice engraved with the prophets, to hold the cup of the Last Supper. Richly layered, this is a story that you will want to read more than once.

I first read THE STORY BIBLE in my early twenties, and delighted in Buck’s flowing presentation of both Old Testament and New Testament stories. It is a beautiful synopsis of the Bible, one that will enhance your Bible study, not replace it!

If you are a reader of Biblical fiction I highly recommend all four books. If you enjoy historical novels with hints of romance and intrigue, no matter your faith, I hope you will make room in your “must read” pile for these classics! Though writing styles have changed over the years, these are timeless novels that won’t disappoint you!

“Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.” KJV Psalms 19:14

 

 

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MONDAY’S MEANDERINGS . . .

There are endless views on the protocol for reviewing a book. The most eloquently written, finely crafted novel will not please every reader and in the same vein, not every reviewer will satisfy what every booklover seeks. The books that I choose to review on these pages will be books that I have enjoyed or loved, found immensely entertaining or interesting – books that I can’t wait to share with you. The same books, that if I were to review on Amazon – and I usually will – would be four and five star reviews. If I did not care for a book, whatever the reason, you won’t find it on Friday’s Favorites or Rebecca’s Reviews. You won’t find one, two or three star reviews from me on Amazon. I want to be able to recommend a really good book. I hope to encourage and support, never hurt or dishearten. And that is why you will always find Psalms 19:14 at the end of each review: Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.

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