My Dad before He was a Dad

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Happy Father’s Day to all of you – those who are dads and those of us who have dads. There’s nothing like a dad, but it’s also true that our dads weren’t always dads. They used to be boys and then young men looking to the future, trying out their wings, finding their independence. This picture is my dad on …

Aunt Hattie’s Truths

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Dear Aunt Hattie. Grandmother, aunt, preacher, teacher all tied up in one. Aunt Hattie’s first prayer in Angel Sister: Pray with me right now, Aunt Hattie. For Victor. And the girls.” Kate’s mother paused a moment and then went on. “Especially Kate. She’s picked up some of the load I can’t seem to make myself shoulder.” In the front room, Kate …

Lessons on Prayer from Aunt Hattie

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“Our prayers may be awkward.  Our attempts may be feeble.  But since the power of prayer is in the one who hears it and not the one who says it, our prayers do make a difference.”  Max Lucado I told you all that I’ve been remembering my Rosey Corner stories because I just finished the narration for Love Comes Home, the only …

A Look Back at Brainstorming for Angel Sister

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Working on the narration of my third Rosey Corner novel, Love Comes Home, has me thinking about Rosey Corner again. I did so enjoy getting to know those Merritt sisters plus one and sharing their lives through ten or so years with you readers. I dedicated those stories to my mother and her three sisters. Their stories about growing up in a …

“Do You Have a Favorite Book?”

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When I give a book talk, I like the question and answer part the best. One of the questions I’m often asked is “What is your favorite book?” I always tell whoever asked what a hard question that is for an author to answer. It’s something like asking a mother which is her favorite child. All these books shown in …

What Question Would You Ask?

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  “And you still haven’t answered any of my one-hundred ten questions, or my follow ups.” ― Greg Farshtey I think I’ve told you before that the Q & A part of any writing talk I give is my favorite. I don’t have to figure out what I’m going to say for that part of the talk. I just get to …

Sisters Make Life Rosier

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“You can kid the world, but not your sister.” ~Charlotte Gray Sometimes the best friends a girl can have are her sisters. I’m one of three girls, no brothers. My mother was one of four sisters, no brothers. Mom and her sisters were always the best of friends, and my sisters and I followed in their footsteps. Sisters know where …

Aunt Hattie Knew How to Pray

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“As prayer warriors, we must remember that no matter how hopeless a situation may appear to us, God gives us power in prayer to do something about it. We may be overwhelmed by it, but God isn’t. We may not see a way out, but God can. Because of Him, we can make a difference!”― Stormie Omartian, Prayer Warrior: The Power of …

A Book of My Heart, Angel Sister, on E-book Sale

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T   People often ask me if I have a favorite book among the ones I’ve written. I sometimes tell them that is sort of like picking a favorite child. It’s difficult to do because I feel blessed each time I’m gifted with a story. But if I have to absolutely choose one to be a book of my heart, …

Weather Matters in Stories Too

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Winter is on the way. The weathermen have said that four letter word – snow. They warn that we might see some snowflakes tomorrow. On Halloween. But whether the snowflakes come or not, the frost and freeze is on the way. So far we’ve escaped a killing frost. My flowers are still blooming. I should go out in the rain …