Since I'm deep in the middle of revising my December 2009 book, Yuletide Protector, my mind is overloaded with images of cleaning. When revising, the type of writer you are will determine the amount of revisions you'll need in your book.
I'm a self proclaimed puzzle writer. I write in pieces. As I've mentioned in many blogs and workshops, I see scenes in my head and write them down as the come to me. Some are very vivid and some are bare bones. They're almost always out of order. My hard drive is full of story ideas that have beginnings and endings written and nothing in between. In creating my books, I piece my scenes together like a puzzle, adding scenes as they come to me and later figuring out where there are holes in the landscape of my story that need to be filled in.
I liken revising this way to cleaning my closet. You know, sometimes you have things in your closet you forgot you put in there. A purse, a pair of boots from college you forgot about and old pair of jeans that are a few sizes too small but you can't part with, and all the other items you use on a daily basis. If your closet is like mine, there are definitely things that don't belong in there along with things that are good, maybe even real good, but need a little updating to make them fabulous! My manuscripts are the same.
My first step is what I call "checking the hangers." I go through each scene and I check to see if there is enough information there to A. warrant having the scene B. to make the scene enjoyable while propelling the story forward and C. see if there is TOO much information that will bog down the flow of the story. (Kind of like having too many pairs of slacks on one hanger.)
The next step is "counting the hangers and getting them in the right order." Those of us who are puzzle writers will almost always have holes and have scenes that are in the wrong order. Rearranging the "closet" is part of manuscript cleanup.
Once the hangers are in order, I fill in the holes. You know, you have a great outfit but you don't have a pair of heels to go with it? (I'm learning that I need to go see Lenora because she's the gal with the shoes!) Same for the manuscript. For me it's usually a transition scene that needs to be added.
The toughest part for me is tossing things out. You know you have things in your closet that don't belong there, but you just can't part with them. I tend to fall in love with scenes and it may take me a while to figure out why something isn't working. In the end, after hemming and hawing, the problem is usually that I have to cut a scene in the story because it's just not fitting right. So I toss it.
Once the tossing, counting, and rearranging is done, I step back and assess my work by reading through the whole book start to finish. I usually set aside a block of time when the kids and my husband aren't around so I can read straight through the manuscript and get a real feel for the flow. I tweak as needed, add a word here and there and then I print. I've learned that if I don't print right then, and send it off, I'll find something else to work on in the story and I'll never let it go. It's kind of like never inviting anyone over because you're never quite sure if your house is clean enough for company. So I avoid that. I like company.
Make sure you check out my blog on Friday at the Craftie Ladies of Suspense website! Many blessings, Lisa Mondello
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Mommy Balancing Act
My name is Dana Corbit, and my life is out of balance. Wow, that feels so good to get that off my chest. Does anyone else in the room want to share? Oh, you want me to go first? Fine, I discovered this week that I’m struggling with Mommy Balancing Act. Am I addicted to my lack of balance? Er, well, maybe, but for the sake of today’s discussion, we’ll just say I’m struggling with it.
I preface my statement with the reality that I am reaching crunch time on a deadline. Those of you who share my joy and misery of book writing might be able to commiserate directly, but any of you who balance your lives as wives, mothers, daughters and employees might be able to relate as well. I feel as if I’m holding this huge balance scale with only two sides and then trying to throw one hundred-percent effort in each direction without knocking either of the balance plates on the ground. Let’s just say my scale is on the fritz.
My failure was clearest this week while my daughters were home from school on this parent-torture event called the “Mid-Winter Break.” Now did I mention I’m on deadline? So each moment when the scene for my characters was snapping with attraction was also a moment when I wasn’t playing Apples-to-Apples with the girls. And each moment when I was shopping for cool hair accessories or watching delicious chick flicks with the girls, I wasn’t giving my heroine the chance to find the person who will fill the empty place in her heart.
Oh, and did I tell you I’m on deadline? The result was guilt and plenty of it. You know guilt, that special gift God gives all moms.
Well, I probably should begin my Ten-Step Program soon, but I have other priorities right now. I need to get the girls ready to go back to school tomorrow and I have a book to finish.
An award-winning author and an award-winning journalist, Dana Corbit has written ten books for Steeple Hill Love Inspired. The busy wife and mother of three adolescent daughters enjoys doting on her recently adopted cats, Leonardo and Annabelle Lee.
I preface my statement with the reality that I am reaching crunch time on a deadline. Those of you who share my joy and misery of book writing might be able to commiserate directly, but any of you who balance your lives as wives, mothers, daughters and employees might be able to relate as well. I feel as if I’m holding this huge balance scale with only two sides and then trying to throw one hundred-percent effort in each direction without knocking either of the balance plates on the ground. Let’s just say my scale is on the fritz.
My failure was clearest this week while my daughters were home from school on this parent-torture event called the “Mid-Winter Break.” Now did I mention I’m on deadline? So each moment when the scene for my characters was snapping with attraction was also a moment when I wasn’t playing Apples-to-Apples with the girls. And each moment when I was shopping for cool hair accessories or watching delicious chick flicks with the girls, I wasn’t giving my heroine the chance to find the person who will fill the empty place in her heart.
Oh, and did I tell you I’m on deadline? The result was guilt and plenty of it. You know guilt, that special gift God gives all moms.
Well, I probably should begin my Ten-Step Program soon, but I have other priorities right now. I need to get the girls ready to go back to school tomorrow and I have a book to finish.
An award-winning author and an award-winning journalist, Dana Corbit has written ten books for Steeple Hill Love Inspired. The busy wife and mother of three adolescent daughters enjoys doting on her recently adopted cats, Leonardo and Annabelle Lee.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Reflecting on Our Blessings
About twenty years ago I read a book that at the time was a best seller. The sheer volume of the book And Ladies of the Club intimidated me when I first picked it up, and the story didn’t grab my interest right away. My boss at the time told me if I kept reading I would be hooked, and I was. By the time I’d finished, I felt like the characters were my best friends, and I understood their lives as if I’d lived them myself.
The book told the story of two young Indiana women who married at the end of the Civil War. It chronicled their lives through the birth of their children, problems in their marriages, the arrival of grandchildren, and their advancement into old age. These women lived out their lives in their small town and never deviated from the role that was expected of women in that time.
I thought of this book recently when I had a letter from a woman in Texas. This dear lady has corresponded with me frequently since she read my first book. On the day she wrote, she said it was her last day to be 79 years old. The next day she would enter a new decade in her life, but she wrote that she didn’t mind. In fact, she said, the years with zeros in them had an important place in her life. At 30 God called her to be a missionary and she had to begin college. At 40 she learned to drive. At 50 she hit the half century mark. At 60 she had her ears pierced, and at 70 she said she felt her strength failing like Samson did when his hair was cut. She ended by saying—Who knows what 80 will bring?
As I read her letter, I thanked God for the opportunities He’s given to women of today. I’m so thankful God blessed me with a wonderful husband, children, and grandchildren. But I also thank Him for the great blessings He provided for me as a teacher and principal in the public schools. Now as I teach college students who aspire to be teachers, I feel He is helping me impact generations to come. My prayer also is that He will take the words He’s given me and plant seeds of hope in readers I will never meet. I’m thankful that those words found their way into the heart of a sweet woman in Texas who has become a blessing and an encouragement to me.
How has God blessed you? I would love to hear what He’s done in your life.
The book told the story of two young Indiana women who married at the end of the Civil War. It chronicled their lives through the birth of their children, problems in their marriages, the arrival of grandchildren, and their advancement into old age. These women lived out their lives in their small town and never deviated from the role that was expected of women in that time.
I thought of this book recently when I had a letter from a woman in Texas. This dear lady has corresponded with me frequently since she read my first book. On the day she wrote, she said it was her last day to be 79 years old. The next day she would enter a new decade in her life, but she wrote that she didn’t mind. In fact, she said, the years with zeros in them had an important place in her life. At 30 God called her to be a missionary and she had to begin college. At 40 she learned to drive. At 50 she hit the half century mark. At 60 she had her ears pierced, and at 70 she said she felt her strength failing like Samson did when his hair was cut. She ended by saying—Who knows what 80 will bring?
As I read her letter, I thanked God for the opportunities He’s given to women of today. I’m so thankful God blessed me with a wonderful husband, children, and grandchildren. But I also thank Him for the great blessings He provided for me as a teacher and principal in the public schools. Now as I teach college students who aspire to be teachers, I feel He is helping me impact generations to come. My prayer also is that He will take the words He’s given me and plant seeds of hope in readers I will never meet. I’m thankful that those words found their way into the heart of a sweet woman in Texas who has become a blessing and an encouragement to me.
How has God blessed you? I would love to hear what He’s done in your life.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Unexpected Gifts
Birthday Blessings
My birthday was on Valentine's Day. I tried to ignore it since I was turning (gasp!) 40 which really bothered me. I woke up in a melancholy mood and feared it would last all day.
Within moments I heard about the deaths of two women, mothers both, in their 20’s and 30’s. Suddenly turning 40 looked MUCH better than the alternative.
Refreshed and ready to tackle Mount Laundry now, I took ten steps, bent wrong at the waist and popped my hip. EXCRUCIATING pain. I had a major reconstruction of my hip area that’s problematic if I move wrong. Guess what? I moved wrong. And I knew I’d pay for my bad body mechanics with the sum of pain all day.
I have an extremely high pain tolerance, but this hip pop and ensuing pain caused me to bow over and sob on the spot. Haven't cried like that since I slid down a steep hill and scraped my behind and legs on an enormous cactus patch in New Mexico.
Unaccustomed to hearing me cry like that, my family rushed to see what was wrong. I like to be private with pain. Not a good thing I know. I went from sobbing to laughing because I couldn't get away from the doters because I couldn't walk at the moment. I tried. More pain! LOL! Stuck, I stooped there sobbing, "I'm okay! Go on. I'm fine, really!" While inside I silently screeched, "Can a gal's birthday get any worse?"
Wide-eyed, they scooted away. An hour later my laundry was sorted and both machines were running with every member of the house pitching in without me asking. My sister called and offered to come conquer Mt Laundry. Then my teen niece emerged with food she'd cooked for my family so I wouldn't have to. Picture golden breaded chicken breast tenders, corn, cooked carrots, real mashed potatoes AND a decadent yellow birthday cake with THE thickest layer of homemade chocolate icing you've ever seen!
Then Romance B(u)y the Book's blog owner informed me I'd won a 250 dollar Border gift certificate. Most writers are avid readers.
Could a gal's birthday get any better?
I think the sweetest thing God did for me on that day was show me how very much I have to be thankful for. And when I started to wallow in a melancholy mood, He gently steered me to realize all I have to be joyful for.
In my upcoming release, Ready-Made Family the heroine was put in a place to have to depend on others. I wrote that book when I was in the midst of healing from hip surgery. My author copies showed up just in time for my birthday and helped me to remember just how far God has removed me from that season of chronic pain. My birthday turned out amazing mostly because I was reminded by God and those around me just how loved I am. And how blessed I am to have the family and friends that I do.
Now, I’d love to hear from you! What has been your favorite birthday and why? What about your hardest? Funniest? Best gift you ever received? Best gift you ever gave?
Don’t leave me talking to myself here. I’ll not hold up under the boredom. LOL! Talk away!
Blessings, Cheryl Wyatt
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Maverick Preachers
I'm Victoria Bylin and I write westerns for Love Inspired Historicals. Welcome to the LI Authors blog! For just a moment, imagine you own a mansion. It’s called Swan’s Nest and you share it with four friends. You’re a single mother. And you're in Denver in 1875. It's past midnight when you hear a thud on the front porch. This isn't the first time you've had trouble in the middle of the night. Long before you arrived in Denver, you learned about danger in the dark.
That’s how The Maverick Preacher starts. It's my February release from Love Inspired Historicals, and the heroine’s name is Adelaide Clarke. Adie's got her hands full with a baby, a business and a secret. I loved telling her story. She turned into a good friend, and I was happy to introduce her to Reverend Joshua Blue. The book is named for him. Or more correctly, he was written to fit the title. Josh’s faith is strong, and he’s not afraid to break from the crowd.
The Maverick Preacher is officially dedicated to my husband, but it also belongs to the men and women who have knocked scales from my eyes. My husband and I have attended churches of all sizes. One had ten members. Another has 10,000. The leaders in these churches all have something in common. They preach God’s grace.
Reverend Joshua Blue is that kind of minister. He’s unafraid to speak his mind, and he loves people just as they are. He's suffered, and he knows what it means to need forgiveness. Josh has been at the top of the heap and the bottom of the barrel. He's had quite a time of it, but that trip has made him generous, dedicated and wise. This book is my way of saying thank you to all the brave souls in ministry.
Has there been someone in your life--a minister, a friend, a voice on the radio--who’s helped to open your eyes? Is there a moment, maybe a Bible verse, that hit with sudden clarity? I’d love to hear your story!
Monday, February 16, 2009
From Secular to Inspirational Romance
THE MARSHAL TAKES A BRIDE is a special book for me. It marks my first foray into the world of Inspirational fiction. To understand why that is so huge, I have go back a bit. I have one of the best first sale stories I’ve ever heard, but I also have one of the longest dry spells between a first and second sale as well.
In 2001, I entered a manuscript in the inaugural Romantic Times/Dorchester Publishing New Historical Voice Contest. There were over 300 entries so I didn’t think I had a prayer of making the finals. Besides, I was in the midst of a cross country move and didn’t have time to fret over it. Three days in my new home, and still living out of boxes, I received a “forwarded” letter from Dorchester that said the editors liked my entry but couldn’t make any promises of a sale. If I was still interested in being considered for the contest, could I send the full manuscript for further consideration?
I panicked. The letter was two weeks old. Surely, I was out of time. I dug out my computer (it was under countless other boxes) and quickly printed the entire manuscript on a rickety old printer. I mailed the full manuscript that same day by over night delivery.
Less than a week later, the manuscript was named as one of three finalists in the contest. The first fifty pages were posted on the Romantic Times Web site for readers to vote on their favorite. Booksellers made up the other half of the voting pool. I found out I had won the contest at the Romantic Times Convention when the editors from Dorchester Publishing revealed my book cover in full poster size on stage in front of all the conference attendees.
I thought I’d really made it. I had just sold a book to a New York publishing house in a very public manner. I was going to get national exposure in the Romantic Times magazine. I was on my way. Er, right? Nope.
EXTREME MEASURES was my first and last book with Dorchester. I never sold another secular romance. In fact, for five years I couldn’t buy attention for any of my manuscripts! I had hit the big time only to fizzle out as a one-book-wonder.
I knew it was time to rethink my career path and decide what I wanted to do with my life. Did I want to keep writing or do something else entirely? I had a son starting his senior year in high school and a daughter starting her first year in middle school. I decided to focus on my family. I knew I would never get that time back.
I also began attending intense Bible studies, mostly Beth Moore studies. Her words convicted this shaky Christian to re-evaluate her daily faith walk. I realized that it was time to reconsider what types of books I was writing and why I was writing them. From that point forward, I decided to honor God with all of my efforts. I immediately stopped calling my writing a career and started referring to it as a ministry.
God has blessed my ministry ever since. Luck? No way. It’s all God! Like Paul says, I boast only in the Lord.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
All I got for Valentine's Day was a bad cold
We're the queens of romance, right? Our heroes are to die for. Our heroines snag the men of their dreams. So our lives should reflect an elevated aura of love, shouldn't they?
So how come all I got for St. Valentine's Day was a rotten cold? Where's the love?
Okay, I confess that my honey did baby me. He told me to stay in bed, he took the dog for her run, even got pizza last night so I wouldn't have to cook supper since I didn't feel like keeping our date to go out to eat. That was sort of special.
But I was hoping for flowers, an enormous card, a great big box of candy. Nada!
How did your Valentine's Day go? Did you get flowers? Come on. Make me feel better. Tell me what a wonderful, romantic day you had.
Pat
So how come all I got for St. Valentine's Day was a rotten cold? Where's the love?
Okay, I confess that my honey did baby me. He told me to stay in bed, he took the dog for her run, even got pizza last night so I wouldn't have to cook supper since I didn't feel like keeping our date to go out to eat. That was sort of special.
But I was hoping for flowers, an enormous card, a great big box of candy. Nada!
After 35 years of marriage I should know better. My guy doesn't do those kinds of things.
But he tucked the covers around my feet when they were cold. He kissed my forehead and told me he loved me. He even brought me a hot cup of peppermint tea. Love comes in many forms. Flowers and chocolate don't last long, but a guy who tell you that you look beautiful when your hair looks like a punk rocker's and your red nose could belong to W.C. Fields, that's the kind of love that last 35 years. Maybe even 50.
How did your Valentine's Day go? Did you get flowers? Come on. Make me feel better. Tell me what a wonderful, romantic day you had.
Pat
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Technology saves the Day!!
I gave my kids cell phones because I wanted them to be reachable. But I told my son to use the house phone when he was at home to save our minutes.
Yesterday, he was talking to his girlfriend on our house phone. I needed to remind him of something, so I texted him using my computer. Our service provider allows that. I don't have the brain capacity to learn such a high tech computation.
He answered, adding that he was going to bed soon, as he felt 'garbagey'. New word, but rather apt, I suppose. He was a bit under the weather. I'd noticed that much when I went downstairs to the inner sanctum of the basement's TV room to tell him to clean that pig sty up.
Well, this morning, my husband flicked on his bedroom light and told him to get up. It was what we do every school day.
I added my voice to that order when I got up.
Nothing happened, which in itself is the norm. He's a teen. Jumping out of bed early on a school day is against their personal code of honour.
Finally, his older sister came downstairs.
"What's with Alex?"
"He's not up yet," I answered.
"He's sick."
"How do you know?"
She shrugged. "He texted me."
Oh. He texted her across the house. Hmm. I went into his bedroom, and found him peeking out of his blankets. "I'm sick," he whispered hoarsely. "And you and Dad don't care."
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"Too sick to talk."
He was warm, and a bug had been flying around his school, so this wasn't unexpected. I told him to go back to sleep, I'd deal with him later.
When I returned to the kitchen, I asked my daughter what her brother had said in his text.
"He wrote, 'I'm sick. Help. Save me.'"
So, I pondered, technology has saved the day. We would have kept yelling at him until someone got mad and it set the whole house on edge, especially since I had to drive my daughter to her university classes within the hour.
"So the cell phones earned their keep," I commented. "Don't you think that's nice?"
My daugther gave me one of those unsympathetic, older sister looks. "He's faking it."
Technological changes may be new and exciting, and we're grateful for them, but there are some things that never change.
Yesterday, he was talking to his girlfriend on our house phone. I needed to remind him of something, so I texted him using my computer. Our service provider allows that. I don't have the brain capacity to learn such a high tech computation.
He answered, adding that he was going to bed soon, as he felt 'garbagey'. New word, but rather apt, I suppose. He was a bit under the weather. I'd noticed that much when I went downstairs to the inner sanctum of the basement's TV room to tell him to clean that pig sty up.
Well, this morning, my husband flicked on his bedroom light and told him to get up. It was what we do every school day.
I added my voice to that order when I got up.
Nothing happened, which in itself is the norm. He's a teen. Jumping out of bed early on a school day is against their personal code of honour.
Finally, his older sister came downstairs.
"What's with Alex?"
"He's not up yet," I answered.
"He's sick."
"How do you know?"
She shrugged. "He texted me."
Oh. He texted her across the house. Hmm. I went into his bedroom, and found him peeking out of his blankets. "I'm sick," he whispered hoarsely. "And you and Dad don't care."
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"Too sick to talk."
He was warm, and a bug had been flying around his school, so this wasn't unexpected. I told him to go back to sleep, I'd deal with him later.
When I returned to the kitchen, I asked my daughter what her brother had said in his text.
"He wrote, 'I'm sick. Help. Save me.'"
So, I pondered, technology has saved the day. We would have kept yelling at him until someone got mad and it set the whole house on edge, especially since I had to drive my daughter to her university classes within the hour.
"So the cell phones earned their keep," I commented. "Don't you think that's nice?"
My daugther gave me one of those unsympathetic, older sister looks. "He's faking it."
Technological changes may be new and exciting, and we're grateful for them, but there are some things that never change.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
To our readers in Australia...
Every once in a while events in the world make me stop and pause from my day and thank God that I'm not a part of the tragedy somewhere else. The news of the Australian fires has done that this week. I know we have a few readers from Australia who frequent the Love Inspired Authors blog and the Craftie Ladies of Suspense blog. Our loyal readers are dear to us and we want you to know that you and your fellow Australians are in our prayers. If you're able, check in and leave a comment so we know you're okay.
Many blessings to you all, Lisa Mondello
Many blessings to you all, Lisa Mondello
Friday, February 6, 2009
Writing from Real Life
Sometimes real life is funnier than something we can create. I was reading through one of my manuscripts that I'm revising for possible publication, and I found a scene that came from real life. When the kids were younger, my husband stopped our daughter Brenda from wearing white shoes early in May. Our son Dave stood nearby questioning why she couldn't wear them. Their dad said, "People don't wear white shoes until after Memorial Day. " Dave cocked his head wearing a deep frown. "Dad, is that in the Bible?"
I couldn't have thought of a funnier line on my own.
When I was up in northern Michigan -- Alpena, to be exact -- and spent an afternoon with my cousin, we took her out to lunch. I didn't pay attention to the name of the restaurant, but when we went inside and I saw the menu, I laughed. It took me back so many years when my sister and I were teens and had a date with two young men who were friends. They took us to this restaurant, called the Olde Owl Tavern and Grille. Owl, I suppose, because they stayed open late.
We looked at the menu (click on it for a better view and then use the back button to return to the blog). I noticed my sister had become quiet. Her face had taken on one of those screwed-up looks as if she wasn't happy with her options. I looked at my date and said,"What do you like?" His eyes glimmered, and he said, "I'd recommend the Owl burger deluxe. It's really good."
I decided to order his recommendation, then looked at my sister. She gave us a glazed-eye look and said, "I don't think I want that. I've never eaten owl."
I laughed so hard and so did they. She was mortified. I had to explain the burger was named after the cafe and not what was in it. I wonder what she thinks about ordering a Big Boy.
I commemorate the occasion by having my husband take a photo of my cousin and me outside the infamous and memoriable Olde Owl Tavern and Grille. I cherish those wonderful memories and I'm sure you cherish yours, too.
I couldn't have thought of a funnier line on my own.
When I was up in northern Michigan -- Alpena, to be exact -- and spent an afternoon with my cousin, we took her out to lunch. I didn't pay attention to the name of the restaurant, but when we went inside and I saw the menu, I laughed. It took me back so many years when my sister and I were teens and had a date with two young men who were friends. They took us to this restaurant, called the Olde Owl Tavern and Grille. Owl, I suppose, because they stayed open late.
We looked at the menu (click on it for a better view and then use the back button to return to the blog). I noticed my sister had become quiet. Her face had taken on one of those screwed-up looks as if she wasn't happy with her options. I looked at my date and said,"What do you like?" His eyes glimmered, and he said, "I'd recommend the Owl burger deluxe. It's really good."
I decided to order his recommendation, then looked at my sister. She gave us a glazed-eye look and said, "I don't think I want that. I've never eaten owl."
I laughed so hard and so did they. She was mortified. I had to explain the burger was named after the cafe and not what was in it. I wonder what she thinks about ordering a Big Boy.
I commemorate the occasion by having my husband take a photo of my cousin and me outside the infamous and memoriable Olde Owl Tavern and Grille. I cherish those wonderful memories and I'm sure you cherish yours, too.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
The Story Behind What Sarah Saw
In November of 2007 I was asked to be part of the Love Inspired Suspense continuity series for 2009 called Without a Trace about murder and a missing person. Steeple Hill asked me to write the first book, What Sarah Saw, in the series. This was my third LIS continuity series for Steeple Hill. I’ve been fortunate to work with some great authors because doing a series where each authors (six of us) have a different story but must tie these stories together is difficult. Our books will stand alone with the romance between the hero and heroine (which is resolved by the end of the book) and usually a mystery/suspense thread that is in your book only will be resolved, too. But there are other elements of the story that will continue into the next book and often all the way through all six stories.
So the first thing the other five authors and I do is set up a yahoo group so we can easily discuss the series. After we get the bible (an overview of the series and each book with certain details that must be included in the different stories), we begin to brainstorm the series and individual books. We iron out the details and make sure they flow from one story to the next. We come up with secondary characters who can be used in different books. We flesh out the villain(s) and map out the suspense and mystery elements in each story. Although we are giving a framework to work within, there are a lot of aspects we have to come up with. We share our synopses and our stories after they are finish to help the authors after our book.
I love to brainstorm, but I have to admit doing a continuity is a challenge. I have enjoyed the challenge that tests my writing in a different way from when I come up with everything in a story. I have to fit my story and characters within a framework that holds the hold continuity together. The bonus is working with some great writers and learning from them. The other authors in this series are Robin Caroll, Shirlee McCoy, Patricia Davids, Roxanne Rustand and Terri Reed. See what I mean by a great lineup of authors. Getting six creative minds working on the same problem is wonderful, and there are so many interesting tidbits that develop from that. Our villain blossomed with a full-fledged past and motivations that caused the mayhem in each story.
On top of that nice bonus of working with those authors, with this continuity series I was asked to write a prequel called When Night Falls about my hero and heroine who had a past. They had met in New Orleans a year before and had dated for a while but a child kidnapping case that had gone badly broke them apart. You can enjoy this novella by clicking on this link (http://www.eharlequin.com/images/swf/samplers/pdf/When_Night_Falls.pdf)to a free download of the story. If that doesn’t work, cut and paste the link to take you to the download, a gift from eHarlequin and Steeple Hill.
What Sarah Saw will be out the second week in January. It’s available right now at eHarlequin. The back blurb is:
The only witness when a single mother mysteriously vanishes is her three-year-old daughter. FBI agent Sam Pierce needs to question little Sarah. Yet child psychologist Jocelyn Gold will barely let him near the girl. Or herself. The tragic conclusion to a kidnapping case broke Sam and Jocelyn apart the year before, and their hearts still haven’t healed. But for the child’s sake—and the mother’s—they must join forces to uncover just what Sarah saw.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Girlfriends
Girlfriends come in all flavors, shapes and sizes. I've got girlfriends I call for a girl's night out when I'm sure the men in white coats are lurking around the corner. Girlfriends I call when I'm sad and need an encouraging word. I've got girlfriends I call when I can't figure out how to get my heroine out of a tight spot without blowing something up. And girlfriends I call when my husband is driving me crazy because I know they'll remind me why I love him.
According to research, women speak approximately twice as many words per day as men. Is it any wonder that our girlfriends are essential??
Proverbs 17:17 says, "A friend loves at all times and a brother [sister!] is born for adversity." The word friend is found in the Bible around 90 times. Friendship is part of God's plan. Which is a really good thing because as cute as they are...my dogs just aren't that great at con
versation.
According to research, women speak approximately twice as many words per day as men. Is it any wonder that our girlfriends are essential??
Proverbs 17:17 says, "A friend loves at all times and a brother [sister!] is born for adversity." The word friend is found in the Bible around 90 times. Friendship is part of God's plan. Which is a really good thing because as cute as they are...my dogs just aren't that great at con
versation.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Introducing Camy and a book giveaway
Hi there! I'm Camy Tang, one of the newest Love Inspired authors! My romantic suspense, Deadly Intent, will release in July this year.
Here's the blurb I wrote, but it might not be the blurb that will appear on the back cover of the actual book:
THERE WAS A DEAD BODY IN HER MASSAGE ROOM
And massage therapist Naomi Grant is suspected of murder. She’s frustrated and helpless as a web of lies closes in around her, framing her. She doesn’t have time to worry about her shaky faith or think about her growing attraction to the victim’s ex-husband, Dr. Devon Knightley.
Orthopedic surgeon Devon had only needed to claim his mother’s necklace back from his ex-wife, but suddenly he’s embroiled in a murder investigation and someone is trying to kill him. He wants to somehow protect Naomi from the trap being set around her, but can he keep them both safe against a villain with deadly intent?
Camy here: As soon as I have a cover picture, I'll post it here!
I also want to let people know about a book giveaway I'm doing on my blog this week! I got a chance to interview Love Inspired author Allie Pleiter and I'm also giving away an autographed copy of her new release, Bluegrass Courtship.
Click here to read the interview and enter to win her book!
Here's the blurb I wrote, but it might not be the blurb that will appear on the back cover of the actual book:
THERE WAS A DEAD BODY IN HER MASSAGE ROOM
And massage therapist Naomi Grant is suspected of murder. She’s frustrated and helpless as a web of lies closes in around her, framing her. She doesn’t have time to worry about her shaky faith or think about her growing attraction to the victim’s ex-husband, Dr. Devon Knightley.
Orthopedic surgeon Devon had only needed to claim his mother’s necklace back from his ex-wife, but suddenly he’s embroiled in a murder investigation and someone is trying to kill him. He wants to somehow protect Naomi from the trap being set around her, but can he keep them both safe against a villain with deadly intent?
Camy here: As soon as I have a cover picture, I'll post it here!
I also want to let people know about a book giveaway I'm doing on my blog this week! I got a chance to interview Love Inspired author Allie Pleiter and I'm also giving away an autographed copy of her new release, Bluegrass Courtship.Click here to read the interview and enter to win her book!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Are you busy or are you busy blessed?
"I will lift up my eyes to the hills--From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.--Psalms 121:1-2
I don't mind staying busy but as we all know, a woman's work is never done.
I've never been a domestic goddess. I'm more of a dysfunctional diva. I don't mind too much clutter and I don't mind dust bunnies dancing at my feet. I can get so
lost in a story that I forget where I am and what day it is. But when I finally
shut down my computer and blink, I see the clutter of life everywhere. And then I
get stressed about the mess. Like a lot of women, I work two jobs, three if you
count the occasional home made dinner and the actual mopping of the kitchen floor.
I write books by day and I moonlight as a freelance magazine reporter by night (and that includes weekends).
In between those two jobs, I try to maintain my household. But I tell you, some days I fall back on a set of rules I created to give to a friend who was fretting
about not being able to do it all. Here are some of those rules:
1. House work--Sweep the room with a glance. (got that one from Mae West)
2. Feeding your family--The best thing to make for dinner is reservations. (Can't remember where I found that one.)
3. Laundry--Wal-Mart has new clothes available all the time. Just go and buy more!
4. Something nice for Sunday night dinner--Chocolate works every time!
5. Quality time--Does grunting while you're searching for Cheetoes in the pantry count?
Of course, I'm not that bad. I manage to have time for my family, church, friends and even the cat. But there are times when I've had enough of the clutter and the mess. Then I have to stop writing and start purging and cleaning. That mound of laundry has finally hit the roof; the dirty dishes are now the only dishes in the house, and even the cat has taken to pushing at the dust bunnies just for fun. It's time to clean house. Once I get started, I become obsessed with getting everything in order. And the order only lasts a fleeting moment, but it makes me feel better.
I like to clean house before I leave for a trip so when I arrive home, I'll feel as if I'm still in a hotel and the maid just left. I like to clean house if my husband has been away, so that when he comes home he won't think I've been out shopping all weekend. Okay, maybe I have done some shopping but cleaning the house distracts him from figuring that out! And I love to clean house for a party or just because it settles me and helps me get away from brain fatigue.
The point of all of this is that we all have times when we feel overwhelmed and cluttered about life, times when we wonder what will happen next. In these scary economic times, I try not to complain. If I have a pile of laundry, that means I have clothes to wear. If I have a sink full of dishes, that means I have food to eat and a nice kitchen to eat in. If I have the clutter of books and magazines and newspapers, that means I am blessed to be able to read and learn and grow. If I have a pet who trusts me and loves me no matter what, that means I know the meaning of unconditional love. And if I have a family that is willing to eat pizza now and then so Mom can work, that means I am one very blessed person.
And that means I am "busy blessed." Busy blessed is much better than being lonely and not so blessed. Busy blessed means that my hands are not idle, that my mind is constantly getting some exercise and that I have a family to cherish and friends with whom I can laugh and the hope of a good tomorrow. We can worry about all of these things--dust, dishes, laundry and clutter. But I have found that it will all be there, no matter what I do. So I try to take it as it comes and roll with the punches. We can worry about what we did or didn't do yesterday and we can worry about what might or might not come tomorrow, but today, for this moment in time, we can look up at our home, at our family, at our pets and out into our beautiful, diverse world and know that all the clutter we worry about--death, destruction, war, economics and politics, crimes and storms--these things will always be out there and we will find a way to work around all of our worries--if we lift up our eyes to the hills and know that God in in control. I'm so glad that I'm busy blessed and that the messiness of my life can't overtake the blessings of my life. And I can smile as I hear my son unloading the dishwasher downstairs. Now if he'd just clean his bathroom!
Lenora :)
My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.--Psalms 121:1-2
I don't mind staying busy but as we all know, a woman's work is never done.
I've never been a domestic goddess. I'm more of a dysfunctional diva. I don't mind too much clutter and I don't mind dust bunnies dancing at my feet. I can get so
lost in a story that I forget where I am and what day it is. But when I finally
shut down my computer and blink, I see the clutter of life everywhere. And then I
get stressed about the mess. Like a lot of women, I work two jobs, three if you
count the occasional home made dinner and the actual mopping of the kitchen floor.
I write books by day and I moonlight as a freelance magazine reporter by night (and that includes weekends).
In between those two jobs, I try to maintain my household. But I tell you, some days I fall back on a set of rules I created to give to a friend who was fretting
about not being able to do it all. Here are some of those rules:
1. House work--Sweep the room with a glance. (got that one from Mae West)
2. Feeding your family--The best thing to make for dinner is reservations. (Can't remember where I found that one.)
3. Laundry--Wal-Mart has new clothes available all the time. Just go and buy more!
4. Something nice for Sunday night dinner--Chocolate works every time!
5. Quality time--Does grunting while you're searching for Cheetoes in the pantry count?
Of course, I'm not that bad. I manage to have time for my family, church, friends and even the cat. But there are times when I've had enough of the clutter and the mess. Then I have to stop writing and start purging and cleaning. That mound of laundry has finally hit the roof; the dirty dishes are now the only dishes in the house, and even the cat has taken to pushing at the dust bunnies just for fun. It's time to clean house. Once I get started, I become obsessed with getting everything in order. And the order only lasts a fleeting moment, but it makes me feel better.
I like to clean house before I leave for a trip so when I arrive home, I'll feel as if I'm still in a hotel and the maid just left. I like to clean house if my husband has been away, so that when he comes home he won't think I've been out shopping all weekend. Okay, maybe I have done some shopping but cleaning the house distracts him from figuring that out! And I love to clean house for a party or just because it settles me and helps me get away from brain fatigue.
The point of all of this is that we all have times when we feel overwhelmed and cluttered about life, times when we wonder what will happen next. In these scary economic times, I try not to complain. If I have a pile of laundry, that means I have clothes to wear. If I have a sink full of dishes, that means I have food to eat and a nice kitchen to eat in. If I have the clutter of books and magazines and newspapers, that means I am blessed to be able to read and learn and grow. If I have a pet who trusts me and loves me no matter what, that means I know the meaning of unconditional love. And if I have a family that is willing to eat pizza now and then so Mom can work, that means I am one very blessed person.
And that means I am "busy blessed." Busy blessed is much better than being lonely and not so blessed. Busy blessed means that my hands are not idle, that my mind is constantly getting some exercise and that I have a family to cherish and friends with whom I can laugh and the hope of a good tomorrow. We can worry about all of these things--dust, dishes, laundry and clutter. But I have found that it will all be there, no matter what I do. So I try to take it as it comes and roll with the punches. We can worry about what we did or didn't do yesterday and we can worry about what might or might not come tomorrow, but today, for this moment in time, we can look up at our home, at our family, at our pets and out into our beautiful, diverse world and know that all the clutter we worry about--death, destruction, war, economics and politics, crimes and storms--these things will always be out there and we will find a way to work around all of our worries--if we lift up our eyes to the hills and know that God in in control. I'm so glad that I'm busy blessed and that the messiness of my life can't overtake the blessings of my life. And I can smile as I hear my son unloading the dishwasher downstairs. Now if he'd just clean his bathroom!
Lenora :)
When You're Down, Look Up
On Friday, I was staring at my computer screen not knowing which way to go with the next scene of my book and questioning my ability as a writer. My husband popped into the doorway with a comment -- and I told him that for some reason in the past couple weeks, I keep asking myself why I'm a writer. I not only write for Steeple Hill but I write for Barbour Publishing. I'm usually upbeat and love writing for both publishers, and I don't like the inadequate feelings that struck me.
Apparently the Lord knew I needed to be uplifted, and once again He validated why I'm a writer. Awesome God that He is, He's there without asking. When I arrived home from an eveningn out, a friend had sent me a congratualations email. Her kudos involved the winners of the 16th Annual Heartsong Presents Awards. Each year, members of the Heartsong Presents book club vote for their favorite authors, books, and covers. Having no idea what my friends was talking about I sought out The Edit Cafe where I hoped the information would be listed. I not only was name 2008 Favorite Author of the Year, but all three of my releases in that line were in the top ten contemporary romances published by Heartsong last year and two of those covers were in the top ten.
God is awesome. If you'd like to see the full list of top ten winners, you can go to: http://editcafe.blogspot.com/ You might find some of your favorite authors there.
Apparently the Lord knew I needed to be uplifted, and once again He validated why I'm a writer. Awesome God that He is, He's there without asking. When I arrived home from an eveningn out, a friend had sent me a congratualations email. Her kudos involved the winners of the 16th Annual Heartsong Presents Awards. Each year, members of the Heartsong Presents book club vote for their favorite authors, books, and covers. Having no idea what my friends was talking about I sought out The Edit Cafe where I hoped the information would be listed. I not only was name 2008 Favorite Author of the Year, but all three of my releases in that line were in the top ten contemporary romances published by Heartsong last year and two of those covers were in the top ten.
God is awesome. If you'd like to see the full list of top ten winners, you can go to: http://editcafe.blogspot.com/ You might find some of your favorite authors there.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Help Feed the Hungry
Drop by my blog www.StrongWomenBraveStories.blogspot.com
If you follow the link there to Campbell's Chuncky Click Cans, you will able to click the link and help the Green Bay Packers win this competition.
The prize is 18,000 cans of Campbell's soup for food pantrys in the state of Wisconsin.
I went to the site and they don't ask for a lot of info and it's a safe site.
Please cast at least one vote and help feed the hungry.
Lyn
If you follow the link there to Campbell's Chuncky Click Cans, you will able to click the link and help the Green Bay Packers win this competition.
The prize is 18,000 cans of Campbell's soup for food pantrys in the state of Wisconsin.
I went to the site and they don't ask for a lot of info and it's a safe site.
Please cast at least one vote and help feed the hungry.
Lyn
Saturday, January 10, 2009
I'm so Proud of our boys...and horses.
The U.S. Army's 1st Infantry Division Commanding General's Mounted Color Guard at Fort Riley has been invited to participate in the inaugural parade in Washington D.C.
I feel just like a proud grandmother!!
As some of you know, I based a series of stories on this unique cavalry unit. In fact, my first Mounted Color Guard story, "The Color of Courage" was about the unit's efforts to save one of their injured horses and rehabilitate him in time for the inaugural parade.
These soldiers were wonderful to interview and to watch. Now the whole world gets to see them again. Yeah!!
You can read about them and see the video clip in the Wichita Eagle.
http://www.kansas.com/news/breaking/story/657302.html
Pat Davids
I feel just like a proud grandmother!!
As some of you know, I based a series of stories on this unique cavalry unit. In fact, my first Mounted Color Guard story, "The Color of Courage" was about the unit's efforts to save one of their injured horses and rehabilitate him in time for the inaugural parade.
These soldiers were wonderful to interview and to watch. Now the whole world gets to see them again. Yeah!!
You can read about them and see the video clip in the Wichita Eagle.
http://www.kansas.com/news/breaking/story/657302.html
Pat Davids
Like to save money, cut costs, and eat better?
Of course, we all want to do all of those things. I'm trying to put together some thoughts on saving money, eating better and cutting waste.
I'm doing a series of things to help us all save money in the kitchen.
Here's something to consider:
Want to eat less fat, you and your husband? Does he put cream into his coffee? Well, you can wean him off the coffee cream (the 18% stuff) by buying the cereal cream (also called half and half or 10%), but if you've already done that, why not take out 1/2 cup of the cream from the new carton, store it in the back of the refrigerator, top up the carton with 2 % milk, and then, when the cream is down 1/2 way, take the amount you stored in the back of the refrigerator, add 1/2 milk, and return it to the carton.
Sure, you're not reducing the fat amount much, but you've started to do something. Keep it up, and you'll be saving a bit of money and cutting the fat.
Please pop over to:
http://barbphinney.blogspot.com/
for other hints. And if want to make a few suggestions for cutting costs and saving money, esp. in the kitchen, why not share it, either here or at the other site?
Thanks,
Barbara
I'm doing a series of things to help us all save money in the kitchen.
Here's something to consider:
Want to eat less fat, you and your husband? Does he put cream into his coffee? Well, you can wean him off the coffee cream (the 18% stuff) by buying the cereal cream (also called half and half or 10%), but if you've already done that, why not take out 1/2 cup of the cream from the new carton, store it in the back of the refrigerator, top up the carton with 2 % milk, and then, when the cream is down 1/2 way, take the amount you stored in the back of the refrigerator, add 1/2 milk, and return it to the carton.
Sure, you're not reducing the fat amount much, but you've started to do something. Keep it up, and you'll be saving a bit of money and cutting the fat.
Please pop over to:
http://barbphinney.blogspot.com/
for other hints. And if want to make a few suggestions for cutting costs and saving money, esp. in the kitchen, why not share it, either here or at the other site?
Thanks,
Barbara
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Gratitude and Attitude or How The Evil Snowplow Driver Is No More!
(this post can also be found at www.alittlegoodnewstoday.org)
We’ve had a difficult Christmas season, having lost an uncle and having my father-in-law taken to hospital, where he still is, awaiting heart surgery. My mother-in-law is trying to stay upbeat, and we’re all trying our best to encourage her, but it’s what strangers are doing in our lives that make the difference here.
First up, just after my father-in-law fell ill, my niece found herself stuck up in Ottawa, and her father and her uncle decided to drive up to Quebec to meet her halfway. The trouble was, that horrible big storm we had before Christmas was barreling down on us, and those of us at home waited for news of their safe return.
It didn’t come. But then we did get word of something just as good, maybe even better. My brother-in-laws decided to pull off the road somewhere up north of Fredericton. They drove into the nearest driveway and asked if they could park there for a few hours until the storm died down.
The kind family in the house wouldn’t hear of that. They invited them in, offering them shelter to my niece and my brother-in-laws for the night, plus a few warm meals.
The next day, when the storm had passed, my brother-in-laws shoveled out the driveway in gratitude before they left. Those of us waiting at home were thankful that this family, whose last name we still don’t know, had a spirit of charity.
Now, you may be wondering what this story has to do with evil snowplow drivers. I’m getting to that. Those who know me know that I always called the snowplow driver evil because of his remarkable ability to batter my mailbox, fill in my driveway, and dump incredibly copious amounts of snow directly in front of my mailbox, when all around me seems to be clear. And those of you in rural locations know the plight of the rural mailbox and of the mail couriers. We need to keep our boxes clear, something impossible with the bulls-eye marked on them for the snowplow driver.
Not so anymore. We had a terrible storm New Year’s Eve, and it lasted well into the January first. It wasn’t until the second were we able to get out to the end of the driveway. My brother-in-law (one of the ones mentioned earlier) and his wife came over from next door to help us, as we’d planned to visit my father-in-law in the hospital that day. We were making very little headway, when, over the crest up the road came...you guessed it, the snowplow driver. We scattered like mice, cringing at what he might do to the meagre work we’d achieved so far.
He passed us.
Then stopped.
Then backed up.
And then...he graded out our driveway with that huge front blade of his.
My sister-in-law cheered, claiming it was her old face that caused his sympathy. Whatever the reasons were, I swore on that day that I would never call him the ‘evil snow plow driver’ again. My sister-in-law and I hugged and cheered and waved as he drove off.
We don’t know who this man was. Though we saw his face, all we could tell was he was a young man, brown hair, small nose. But to us, he was the epitome of the season. Like that family up north of Fredericton, he came to our family’s rescue. We are a family whose Christmas has been tough, sad, scary, even. And yet, in the midst of it, there were two bright points, two acts of kindness that show us how much people really do care.
Thank you to both the family who cared for ours during the storm, and the snowplow driver who showed a little compassion to us this past week.
I hope their new years will be as blessed as they have made ours.
We’ve had a difficult Christmas season, having lost an uncle and having my father-in-law taken to hospital, where he still is, awaiting heart surgery. My mother-in-law is trying to stay upbeat, and we’re all trying our best to encourage her, but it’s what strangers are doing in our lives that make the difference here.
First up, just after my father-in-law fell ill, my niece found herself stuck up in Ottawa, and her father and her uncle decided to drive up to Quebec to meet her halfway. The trouble was, that horrible big storm we had before Christmas was barreling down on us, and those of us at home waited for news of their safe return.
It didn’t come. But then we did get word of something just as good, maybe even better. My brother-in-laws decided to pull off the road somewhere up north of Fredericton. They drove into the nearest driveway and asked if they could park there for a few hours until the storm died down.
The kind family in the house wouldn’t hear of that. They invited them in, offering them shelter to my niece and my brother-in-laws for the night, plus a few warm meals.
The next day, when the storm had passed, my brother-in-laws shoveled out the driveway in gratitude before they left. Those of us waiting at home were thankful that this family, whose last name we still don’t know, had a spirit of charity.
Now, you may be wondering what this story has to do with evil snowplow drivers. I’m getting to that. Those who know me know that I always called the snowplow driver evil because of his remarkable ability to batter my mailbox, fill in my driveway, and dump incredibly copious amounts of snow directly in front of my mailbox, when all around me seems to be clear. And those of you in rural locations know the plight of the rural mailbox and of the mail couriers. We need to keep our boxes clear, something impossible with the bulls-eye marked on them for the snowplow driver.
Not so anymore. We had a terrible storm New Year’s Eve, and it lasted well into the January first. It wasn’t until the second were we able to get out to the end of the driveway. My brother-in-law (one of the ones mentioned earlier) and his wife came over from next door to help us, as we’d planned to visit my father-in-law in the hospital that day. We were making very little headway, when, over the crest up the road came...you guessed it, the snowplow driver. We scattered like mice, cringing at what he might do to the meagre work we’d achieved so far.
He passed us.
Then stopped.
Then backed up.
And then...he graded out our driveway with that huge front blade of his.
My sister-in-law cheered, claiming it was her old face that caused his sympathy. Whatever the reasons were, I swore on that day that I would never call him the ‘evil snow plow driver’ again. My sister-in-law and I hugged and cheered and waved as he drove off.
We don’t know who this man was. Though we saw his face, all we could tell was he was a young man, brown hair, small nose. But to us, he was the epitome of the season. Like that family up north of Fredericton, he came to our family’s rescue. We are a family whose Christmas has been tough, sad, scary, even. And yet, in the midst of it, there were two bright points, two acts of kindness that show us how much people really do care.
Thank you to both the family who cared for ours during the storm, and the snowplow driver who showed a little compassion to us this past week.
I hope their new years will be as blessed as they have made ours.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
I Remember Mama
I'd like to invite all of you to visit my personal blog http://www.strongwomenbravestories.blogspot.com
to read a special Christmas memory of my mother who was always the friend of any animal.
And also I'm suffering cabin fever and I'd love it if you'd drop by http://www.craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com
and cheer me up.
Hope you're all having fun in the lull between Christmas and New Years.
Blessings,
Lyn
to read a special Christmas memory of my mother who was always the friend of any animal.
And also I'm suffering cabin fever and I'd love it if you'd drop by http://www.craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com
and cheer me up.
Hope you're all having fun in the lull between Christmas and New Years.
Blessings,
Lyn
Happy New Year!!
I want to wish everyone a happy New Year and a great 2009. The possibilities are limitless for us in 2009. The door is wide open and I hope that wonderful things happen to you in the coming year.
My son and his wife are expecting their fourth child in April. I hope to devout myself to my writing. I have six books coming out next year. I've seen the cover for my July Love Inspired and I'm thrilled at it. The dominant colors are red, white and blue so that's appropriate for the Fourth of July. I have two Love Inspired Suspense books I'll be working on for the first months of the new year. But truly, the year is blank--so many of those possibilities enticing me to see what the Lord has in store for me.
Are any of you making a list of resolutions for 2009? I decided against it. I have stopped doing it for several reasons. I usually make short goals either daily, weekly or monthly. I even have loose yearly goals. Most of these goals are writer related. I've given up on dieting. I am trying to exercise but I don't want to officially make it a goal or resolution because knowing me I would stop. I don't really like exercising for exercising sake. I like activity.
What does the Lord have in store for you? What have you planned? What resolutions or goals have you come up with for 2009?
Monday, December 29, 2008
Where has the time gone?
(A similar post can also be found at http://barbphinney.blogspot.com/, along with some other interesting notes)
Like my title says, where has the time gone? I've spent the last few months getting a proposal for some books done up and the day after I sent them, my editor called to offer me a one book contract!
It's part of a series coming out starting January 2010, and my book will be May 2010. It's called Fatal Secrets, and I've decided I like writing to a title, and a basic synopsis. At least, with the editors writing up the synopsis, they can't rip it apart on me! I love creating stories, but it's so easy to be given the title. That way, when your title, the one you love just as much as the story itself, is turned down, you end up scrambling around to offer others, only to have something totally different being chosen.
But now Christmas has come and gone and our family has seen some big ups and downs. An uncle died, my father in law had a heart attack, and yet, in the midst of that, my daughter got engaged.
Still, I will soldier on, as they say. I'm used to the idea of my daughter getting married some day in the future, and we've visited my father in law, who is still in the hospital. We attended a tough funeral for a well liked man.
My writing continues, as does life in general. Nothing stays the same, my mother in law says, and all we can do is go with the flow. And in the meantime, I must write and edit and coordinate with the other writers in the series, a joy and good experience to be sure, but worrisome when you think of the editor and what she may say. I want a big prologue, but it may be trashed when the editor reads the others and sees their neat and compact ones (each book is to start with a short prologue). She may look at mine and ladle out her bucket of red ink, the one she keeps for all us wayward authors!
I've also joined the Craftie Ladies of Suspense. We sound like a bunch of murderers who connive together to commit felonies. But I have a feeling we'll have fun. Naturally, if you ever meet us, remember that we're really just a harmless group of writers.
Speaking of which, I better get writing, remembering to be concise and yet, delightfully entertaining.
So, in that vein, I thank you for stopping by.
Happy New Year!
Barbara
Like my title says, where has the time gone? I've spent the last few months getting a proposal for some books done up and the day after I sent them, my editor called to offer me a one book contract!
It's part of a series coming out starting January 2010, and my book will be May 2010. It's called Fatal Secrets, and I've decided I like writing to a title, and a basic synopsis. At least, with the editors writing up the synopsis, they can't rip it apart on me! I love creating stories, but it's so easy to be given the title. That way, when your title, the one you love just as much as the story itself, is turned down, you end up scrambling around to offer others, only to have something totally different being chosen.
But now Christmas has come and gone and our family has seen some big ups and downs. An uncle died, my father in law had a heart attack, and yet, in the midst of that, my daughter got engaged.
Still, I will soldier on, as they say. I'm used to the idea of my daughter getting married some day in the future, and we've visited my father in law, who is still in the hospital. We attended a tough funeral for a well liked man.
My writing continues, as does life in general. Nothing stays the same, my mother in law says, and all we can do is go with the flow. And in the meantime, I must write and edit and coordinate with the other writers in the series, a joy and good experience to be sure, but worrisome when you think of the editor and what she may say. I want a big prologue, but it may be trashed when the editor reads the others and sees their neat and compact ones (each book is to start with a short prologue). She may look at mine and ladle out her bucket of red ink, the one she keeps for all us wayward authors!
I've also joined the Craftie Ladies of Suspense. We sound like a bunch of murderers who connive together to commit felonies. But I have a feeling we'll have fun. Naturally, if you ever meet us, remember that we're really just a harmless group of writers.
Speaking of which, I better get writing, remembering to be concise and yet, delightfully entertaining.
So, in that vein, I thank you for stopping by.
Happy New Year!
Barbara
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Surprise Thank You Note
Hi from Gail Gaymer Martin -- http://www.gailmartin.com/
My sister-in-law's sister suggested I send my novel, The Christmas Kite, to Sarah Palin. The story is of a widow with a child who has Down Syndrome. The book was out as a trade book in 2003 and was released again this year as a mass market. At first I thought it wasn't a great idea. The woman is busy with politics, her Governor's position, a family and a new baby, but the more I thought I figured why not. I sent the book a few weeks before Christmas.
A few days before Christmas I received an envelope from the Governor of Alaska's office. I was surprised, but opening it, I expected a generic note about thank you for your thoughtfulness. Instead I received a lovely personal note about the book and comments of things I'd said in my letter. It was signed Sarah Palin. I'll certainly hang on to it.
I've been so pleased with reader mail regarding that book. It has touched many people who have a child with Down Syndrome and more who don't, but they enjoyed the book and it's message. I can only praise God for that.
A few days before Christmas I received an envelope from the Governor of Alaska's office. I was surprised, but opening it, I expected a generic note about thank you for your thoughtfulness. Instead I received a lovely personal note about the book and comments of things I'd said in my letter. It was signed Sarah Palin. I'll certainly hang on to it.
I've been so pleased with reader mail regarding that book. It has touched many people who have a child with Down Syndrome and more who don't, but they enjoyed the book and it's message. I can only praise God for that.
If you haven't subscribed to my monthly newsletter, you still have time before January 1. Visit my website above and subscribed by typing in your name and state just below the welcome message on the home page. I offer a free book six times a year and details are in my newsletter.
Wishing you all a very happy new year filled with blessings.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
!0 Hunks a Strutting
Hey, want some fun? Drop by http://www.craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com and read the run we're having with Margaret Daley's new version of the 12 Days of Christmas.
I'm doing 10 Hunks a Strutting today!
And you could win $50!
Lyn
I'm doing 10 Hunks a Strutting today!
And you could win $50!
Lyn
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Holiday fun, chance to win prizes, my 1st LIH
I don't know if any of you have noticed but Christmas is ALMOST HERE!
I always try to keep my focus on the true meaning of Christmas, God's gift of His Son to this dark world which had no room for Him and which preferred darkness to His light.
But I love all the holiday fun too.
I want to let you know about another ways you can have some holiday fun.
Another Love Inspired author Margaret Daley has come up with her version of
The Twelve Days of Christmas. Tomorrow drop by
www.craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com
and join in the fun and a chance to win $50 for taking part.
I'd also like to invite all of you to the www.eharlequin.com Holiday Open House on this Thursday the 11th. Here is the link to join in the fun all day on Thursday.
http://community.eharlequin.com/forums/cafe-social/2008-eharlequincom-open-house-author-list
If you want to participate in a Live Chat: 7pm-10pm
If you want to participate in a Live Chat: 7pm-10pm
Drop by the eHarlequin.com Community Chat Room: http://chat.eharlequin.com/
I plan to drop into the chat right at the beginning for about a half hour. There will be many book giveaways all day and during chats.
BTW, two copies of my first Love Inspired Historical RELEASED TODAY will be given away during the chat.
Most of you know that I've been a long time Love Inspired author and I am thrilled that LI now has a historical line.
My book is titled Her Captain's Heart and is the first in my Gabriel Sisters series which will be released one each December starting this year and finishing in 2010.
These three sisters, Verity, Felicity, and Mercy, live in the turbulent period after the Civil War and do their best to try to bind up the wounds of the injured nation both North and South. If you have a heart for children, you will love the first, Verity's story.
Finally, I'd like to invite you to my new personal blog, "Strong Women Brave Stories" on my website www.LynCote.net
I feature stories of strong women both in real life and true to life fiction. Every woman has a story. Come and share yours and read others.
And Merry Christmas!
Lyn
Monday, December 1, 2008
Countdown to Christmas
Joy to the World! The Lord is come, Let earth receive her King.
I bet you can hear the melody to this carol playing in your head. Good. Sing it out loud. Rejoice in knowing that Christ was born.
If you're planning to have an Advent calendar this is the day to begin. Many years ago my children and I made Advent calendars out of felt and string and glitter and glue. Every year the kids get the calendar out and hang them from their bedroom door knobs. Each day they move a wooden snowflake to mark off the days until Christmas. Its a fun way to build the anticipation of the celebration we share on Christmas day.
In my release this month, Double Threat Christmas, my Irish family celebrates with a traditional Irish cake, a solid and heavy mixture of fruit and spices iced with Marzipan.
In my own family, my nephew makes the best homemade apple pie every year.
I'd love to know if you have a traditional goodie that you serve at Christmas.
I bet you can hear the melody to this carol playing in your head. Good. Sing it out loud. Rejoice in knowing that Christ was born.
If you're planning to have an Advent calendar this is the day to begin. Many years ago my children and I made Advent calendars out of felt and string and glitter and glue. Every year the kids get the calendar out and hang them from their bedroom door knobs. Each day they move a wooden snowflake to mark off the days until Christmas. Its a fun way to build the anticipation of the celebration we share on Christmas day.
In my release this month, Double Threat Christmas, my Irish family celebrates with a traditional Irish cake, a solid and heavy mixture of fruit and spices iced with Marzipan.
In my own family, my nephew makes the best homemade apple pie every year.
I'd love to know if you have a traditional goodie that you serve at Christmas.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Senior Editor Melissa Endlich @ Seekerville today
Hey all,
Senior Editor, Melissa Endlich of Steeple Hill will guestblog all day today (Nov 13) at Seekerville.
If you're targeting Steeple Hill, or interested in learning more about the books, come join us for this interactive blog. Melissa will be there to answer questions/address comments. We have an informative interview with her to post as well.
This is a great opportunity to get to know her, get your name in front of her and learn what they're looking for in an author/story.
Come learn more about Steeple Hill and one of their fabulous editors.
Hope to see some of you there!
Please pass this on/forward to your other writing-related blogs and loops.
http://www.seekerville.blogspot.com/
Thanks!
Cheryl Wyatt
Senior Editor, Melissa Endlich of Steeple Hill will guestblog all day today (Nov 13) at Seekerville.
If you're targeting Steeple Hill, or interested in learning more about the books, come join us for this interactive blog. Melissa will be there to answer questions/address comments. We have an informative interview with her to post as well.
This is a great opportunity to get to know her, get your name in front of her and learn what they're looking for in an author/story.
Come learn more about Steeple Hill and one of their fabulous editors.
Hope to see some of you there!
Please pass this on/forward to your other writing-related blogs and loops.
http://www.seekerville.blogspot.com/
Thanks!
Cheryl Wyatt
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A Military Match
My newest book, A MILITARY MATCH, is on sale now. The fun thing about writing A MILITARY MATCH was actually getting to attend the U.S. Cavalry Competition while I was doing research for the book.
A MILITARY MATCH is the third book in the Mounted Color Guard series. The series features a real army unit at Fort Riley, Kansas called the Commanding General’s Mounted Color Guard. Troopers and horses of this unit are outfitted in the uniforms, equipment and weapons of the Civil War period. The men, brought together from various units stationed at the fort, receive instruction from the same type of manuals used by the men of Custer’s 7th Cavalry in the 1860’s.
Anyone who has an opportunity to watch a demonstration by the CGMCG shouldn’t miss it. They are awesome.
It is also possible to visit the stables and talk with the men if you’re in the area. The stables, located on Fort Riley's Main Post in Bldg. 275, are open from 10 a.m. to 3 p.m., Monday through Friday. The stables house 18 horses and two mule. I was amused to learn one of mules and I share the same name. Be sure and say hi to Pat if you happen to stop in.
You can learn more about the unit by visiting http://www.riley.army.mil/OurPost/ColorGuard.aspx
As it turns out, Fort Riley isn’t the only military base with a horse guard, but it is the home of the U.S. Cavalry Association and Museum. The association, in an effort to promote the history of the cavalry, hosts a cavalry competition each year. Active duty and civilians re-enactors compete in skills such as saber, pistol and military horsemanship while attired in authentic dress of their chosen period. In my book, I used a fictitious contest, but the real competition happens each fall at various sites around the country. To check out their schedule visit http://www.uscavalry.org/
I could go on and on about this amazing unit, but I won’t. I have to get back to my work in progress, an inspirational suspense set in a small Kansas town entitled SPEED TRAP. It will be out next September if I get it done this week.
Blessings,
Pat Davids
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
To all my heroes
I just wanted to say to all the soldiers serving the world over and to those who've served in the past, we have not forgotten you. Our hearts and our prayers are with you. If you're sitting there in the desert, hot and tired and lonely, know that we are with you. If you're missing your family, know that we're hugging our close because you have fought for our freedom. You are all in my prayers and I will never forget your sacrifices. That is a promise. And everyday, I will lift you up in my prayers--stay safe and remember you are very special.
Lenora Worth :)
Lenora Worth :)
Monday, November 10, 2008
Remembrance Day
Tomorrow is November 11th.
On this day in 1918, an armistice was signed. It was very early in the morning, around 5:30, but the Germans ordered the fighting to stop at 11 am, thus ending the war. The six plus hours were needed in order to get the information out to all troops.
The Great War was over.
It's hard to imagine a world so at war, and technology so backward that they needed hours to pass on information. But it's not hard to imagine the toll war takes on people. We are still involved in war. Canada, the United States, other allies. We have gone to war for various reasons, but regardless, the result is that we all here have the freedoms and rights that many are still denied today.
If you went to church yesterday, or even if you didn't, that is a direct result of war. We have the right to choose to worship.
We have the right to read what we want, to shop where we want, to vacation where we want. We have the right to homeschool our children and elect whoever we feel will lead us in office.
We got those rights from the men and women who have fought in wars for our sakes.
And who are still fighting. We are still losing men and women today, and these soldiers, sailors, airmen, even diplomats, journalists and missionary field staff are doing what they know is right for our freedom.
Let's honour them on November 11th. If you can't make it to a service, at 11 o'clock, take the time to thank your servicemen for their sacrifice.
On this day in 1918, an armistice was signed. It was very early in the morning, around 5:30, but the Germans ordered the fighting to stop at 11 am, thus ending the war. The six plus hours were needed in order to get the information out to all troops.
The Great War was over.
It's hard to imagine a world so at war, and technology so backward that they needed hours to pass on information. But it's not hard to imagine the toll war takes on people. We are still involved in war. Canada, the United States, other allies. We have gone to war for various reasons, but regardless, the result is that we all here have the freedoms and rights that many are still denied today.
If you went to church yesterday, or even if you didn't, that is a direct result of war. We have the right to choose to worship.
We have the right to read what we want, to shop where we want, to vacation where we want. We have the right to homeschool our children and elect whoever we feel will lead us in office.
We got those rights from the men and women who have fought in wars for our sakes.
And who are still fighting. We are still losing men and women today, and these soldiers, sailors, airmen, even diplomats, journalists and missionary field staff are doing what they know is right for our freedom.
Let's honour them on November 11th. If you can't make it to a service, at 11 o'clock, take the time to thank your servicemen for their sacrifice.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Love Inspired - PERFECT for book clubs
I know that Steeple Hill books - for their length, perhaps (?) - are sometimes overlooked by book clubs looking for novels to discuss. But, imo, these little books are just about perfect! At the end of every book are a series of questions which are thoughtful discussion starters. And these books, while shorter, contain great stories with wonderful truths. Most book clubs choose one book per month - well, with Love Inspired, why not choose two. Or more!
You would be welcome to contact any one of the authors here, and we could help out, send our bios, answer more questions about ourselves and our work. We would welcome this and look forward to hearing from your group!
Linda Hall
Monday, October 13, 2008
Kids on surgery
Something else that came to me via e-mail. It'll tickle your funny bone.
Cheryl
Kids on Surgery
Two little kids are in a hospital, lying on stretchers next to each other outside the operating room the first surgeries of the day.
The first kid leans over and asks, 'What are you in here for?'
The second kid says, 'I'm in here to get my tonsils out and I'm a little nervous.
The first kid says, 'You've got nothing to worry about. I had that done when I was four. They put you to sleep, and when you wake up they give you lots of Jell-O and ice cream. It's a breeze.'
The second kid then asks, 'What are you here for?'
The first kid says, 'A circumcision.'
'WHOA!' the second kid replies. 'Good luck buddy. I had that one when I was born. Couldn't walk for a year.
Cheryl
Kids on Surgery
Two little kids are in a hospital, lying on stretchers next to each other outside the operating room the first surgeries of the day.
The first kid leans over and asks, 'What are you in here for?'
The second kid says, 'I'm in here to get my tonsils out and I'm a little nervous.
The first kid says, 'You've got nothing to worry about. I had that done when I was four. They put you to sleep, and when you wake up they give you lots of Jell-O and ice cream. It's a breeze.'
The second kid then asks, 'What are you here for?'
The first kid says, 'A circumcision.'
'WHOA!' the second kid replies. 'Good luck buddy. I had that one when I was born. Couldn't walk for a year.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
ACFW conference memories-different slant
I have posted other blogs about ACFW conference where I discussed all the things I did and people I met at the conference. But I also went to the Mall of America on Thursday morning before the conference started to see it. I only had a few hours to cover the place and didn't get to see it all.
I am not normally a person who likes to go shopping much. It is exhausting to shop. EEK! And the holiday season is coming. I'm gonna have to pace myself.
Anyway, I thought it was neat for a large shopping mall. And I mean large! Four stories of stores. In the middle on the lower floor was an amusement park for the kids and adults who like to ride rides. If I had had more time I would have been on one of those rides. They had several roller coasters and I love roller coasters.
Another place that interested me was the Lego store next to the amusement park. They had big works of "art" made out of legos. My son used to love to build things with legos. I have posted a few pictures of things made out of legos throughout this blog.
Friday, September 26, 2008
eHarlequin delivery!
I just love getting books! As I mentioned in my CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog today I got a shipment of books from eHarlequin.com. I'm always excited when I get a package of books and I wasted no time getting started reading Margaret Daley's October 2008 release Foresaken Canyon. I'm loving the book and actually wish the presidential debate wasn't on tonight so I can finish reading. (Truth be known, I'll probably have the book in my lap and read during commercials.) You'll want to keep checking CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense to see the character interviews for the book. In fact, make sure you check back each week because Terri Reed is interviewing a character from each Love Inspired Suspense book for the month!
The shipment of books reminded me that eHarlequin is still having their 100,000 book challenge. So if you've read a book recently, go over to eHarlequin.com and posts your books. If eHarlequin hits the magic number of books at the end of the year, they will donate 100,000 books to literacy. It's a great cause, so give the gift of books just by reading a book and posting a review at eHarlequin.com!
My crock pot is also working overtime these days. I've been posting my favorite recipes on my post at CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense so make sure you stop over and check that out. Why am I such a big fan of the crock pot? Aside from being Italian and my joy of feeding people, I used to be a Pampered Chef consultant. I have tons of cookbooks and thankfully my family is very receptive to me trying out new recipes!
I've been in synopsis mode and I have to gush about one of my favorite reference books! Pam McCutcheon's Writing the Fiction Synopsis is by far my favorite book on how to write a good synopsis. You'll want to stop by the Gryphon Books for Writers website to check out what they have.
Until next time, many blessings, Lisa Mondello
The shipment of books reminded me that eHarlequin is still having their 100,000 book challenge. So if you've read a book recently, go over to eHarlequin.com and posts your books. If eHarlequin hits the magic number of books at the end of the year, they will donate 100,000 books to literacy. It's a great cause, so give the gift of books just by reading a book and posting a review at eHarlequin.com!
My crock pot is also working overtime these days. I've been posting my favorite recipes on my post at CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense so make sure you stop over and check that out. Why am I such a big fan of the crock pot? Aside from being Italian and my joy of feeding people, I used to be a Pampered Chef consultant. I have tons of cookbooks and thankfully my family is very receptive to me trying out new recipes!
I've been in synopsis mode and I have to gush about one of my favorite reference books! Pam McCutcheon's Writing the Fiction Synopsis is by far my favorite book on how to write a good synopsis. You'll want to stop by the Gryphon Books for Writers website to check out what they have.
Until next time, many blessings, Lisa Mondello
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
An Artful Question
This blog may not agree with some of you out there. I'm usually the kind of person who likes warm fuzzy blogs, but today this one isn't going to be like that.
So read on at your own peril.
Both The United States and Canada are facing national elections, but here in Canada, one of our issues is arts funding.
I live near an excellent university and because of that, I have ample opportunity to enjoy their arts' programs. I love them.
In some ways, I, too, am an artist, a writer who is blessed enough to get paid for her work.
But here in Canada, we have people saying more funding must go into our arts and culture program.
Stop a moment. We also have gun violence in Toronto, an Arctic in crisis, and the working poor whose children are going hungry. We have natives who struggle to survive, and a country with a wildly growing dependence on fossil fuels.
Canada also has a global conscience, seeing the poor of other countries, the oppressed and those suffering under terrorist regimes. Canada has a responsibility to support those countries who want to end the global crises.
How can I sit in a comfortable seat in an auditorium enjoying the arts when this is happening? How can I justify saying that my government should support these programs when the burden of helping our own Canadians and the poor around the world is so great?
Some people may say that this is our culture, to have quality music, fine visual arts, and incredible talent.
No. When our poor and our native populations and environment are in crisis, this becomes our culture.
Our culture is our poor, and oppressed, and how we deal with them.
How we deal with the less fortunate is the true measure of ourselves. How are we dealing with them? It's not just a nationally elected body's responsibility, but an individual responsibility, too. How am I helping the poor, the environment, our supply of fresh drinking water?
How are you? What are you, personally, doing to change the culture that has been thrust upon us in the world's eyes?
Let us be able to watch that symphonic band's newest recital with a clear conscience.
So read on at your own peril.
Both The United States and Canada are facing national elections, but here in Canada, one of our issues is arts funding.
I live near an excellent university and because of that, I have ample opportunity to enjoy their arts' programs. I love them.
In some ways, I, too, am an artist, a writer who is blessed enough to get paid for her work.
But here in Canada, we have people saying more funding must go into our arts and culture program.
Stop a moment. We also have gun violence in Toronto, an Arctic in crisis, and the working poor whose children are going hungry. We have natives who struggle to survive, and a country with a wildly growing dependence on fossil fuels.
Canada also has a global conscience, seeing the poor of other countries, the oppressed and those suffering under terrorist regimes. Canada has a responsibility to support those countries who want to end the global crises.
How can I sit in a comfortable seat in an auditorium enjoying the arts when this is happening? How can I justify saying that my government should support these programs when the burden of helping our own Canadians and the poor around the world is so great?
Some people may say that this is our culture, to have quality music, fine visual arts, and incredible talent.
No. When our poor and our native populations and environment are in crisis, this becomes our culture.
Our culture is our poor, and oppressed, and how we deal with them.
How we deal with the less fortunate is the true measure of ourselves. How are we dealing with them? It's not just a nationally elected body's responsibility, but an individual responsibility, too. How am I helping the poor, the environment, our supply of fresh drinking water?
How are you? What are you, personally, doing to change the culture that has been thrust upon us in the world's eyes?
Let us be able to watch that symphonic band's newest recital with a clear conscience.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
THE CHRISTMAS KITE - Video
I'm thrilled that my book, THE CHRISTMAS KITE, is being re-issued from Steeple Hill in mass market size. It was published in 2003 in trade book but since it is more expensive, I'm excited to know that my readers can purchase the book at a lower cost and even use it for Christmas gifts. This is my novel that was discovered by Larry Levinson, Emmy winning producer, and optioned for a Hallmark TV movie. The option ran out so no movie was made, but I am honored that they thought my book worthy to invest in as a possible film. I hope you enjoy viewing this preview of the book to be in stores on September 28 -- wherever books are sold.
Monday, September 8, 2008
100,000 Book Challenge-for Literacy!
Are you getting read to read your fall books? If you'd like to have your fall reading count in another important way. Drop by http://www.eharlequin.com and register. Harlequin is hosting a 100,000 Book Challenge. Every book read and briefly reviewed counts toward a book giveaway to a national literacy group. Drop by and click on 100,000 Book Challenge and read the details. Your reading could put books into the hands of others.
Lyn
Lyn
Friday, September 5, 2008
Time for sorting things out...
Autumn is always a time to take stock in things. I've sorted out drawers and closests. (Still have a ways to go.) And I've checked through my bookshelf and donated books that I know I won't read and no longer have room for. In the process I found a LOT of reference books on writing and just blogged about two of my favorites on the CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog. I also pulled out my crock pot and started reviewing some recipes to help me get through my writing schedule. I've posted a recipe at the CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog as well, so make sure you pop on over and check it out.
We're still having our monthly contest. Read a post in September, make a comment on the blog and you'll be entered in a drawing to get all 4 Love Inspired Suspense books for the month of September.
Many blessings,
Lisa Mondello
We're still having our monthly contest. Read a post in September, make a comment on the blog and you'll be entered in a drawing to get all 4 Love Inspired Suspense books for the month of September.
Many blessings,
Lisa Mondello
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
I've climbed a mountain
Quite literally, folks. And it was awful. Brutal, painful, dangerous to an old wimp like me, but in an odd way, it was good. I'm glad I did it. I saw stunning scenery, and pushed myself to the very limit. I prayed and God answered my prayers. We all made it up and down safely.
It was only Mount Katahdin, in Maine, but we climbed from about 500 feet above sea level to near 5,000 feet.
I learned to trust God and myself and better understand what the Apostle Paul said about perservering. I'm proud of myself.
I'm only just getting the feeling back in my legs, but hey, I'm still proud!
Read some more at
http://barbphinney.blogspot.com/
It was only Mount Katahdin, in Maine, but we climbed from about 500 feet above sea level to near 5,000 feet.
I learned to trust God and myself and better understand what the Apostle Paul said about perservering. I'm proud of myself.
I'm only just getting the feeling back in my legs, but hey, I'm still proud!
Read some more at
http://barbphinney.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
What I did over Labor Day weekend
Over the holiday weekend we went to Wallowa Lake in Eastern Oregon where we rented a cabin with another family. The fresh air smelled crisp with the scent of pine and the peaceful noise of nature lulled me to sleep at night. During the day we took the tramway to the top of the peak where we hiked and took in the awe inspiring views. My kids and I took a trail ride on horses up the side of the mountain which left me sore and grateful we don't have to ride horses everyday. The kids caught trout in the lake and at night we'd shine flash lights on the creek water and see the red Kokanee fish wiggling about. The night sky was incredible with the stars shining so bright and visible. There's also a fun center near the lake with go-karts, a volleyball net, basketball hoops and miniature golf. The nearest town to the lake is Joseph, a quaint place with interesting shops and resturants. We have friends that live in near by Enterprise and they came over to the lake and we have a great time visiting with them which our family agreed was the highlight of the trip.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Another Romantic Hot Air Balloon Adventure
(Don't forget to double click to see the beauty of the enlarged photos and then click back to the blog by using the BACK button.)Hi from Gail Gaymer Martin
Writers of romance love romance, but another thing they want to do is experience the wonderful adventures that they put into their novels. A hot air balloon ride was my dream. Although I have a fear of heights, I trusted God to give me courage, and He not only gave me courage, he filled me with awe at the beauty and fresh air, as we rode about the earth in a wicker basket.
I had no idea how huge the balloons are, but I know now. Seven stories high -- so what keeps us in the air is seven stories of hot air bound in a cloth balloon. Amazing.
We floated up one mile high and could see distant cities -- like Detroit and Ann Arbor, even my neighboring city Southfield. Michigan is loaded with lakes and this one is Kensington Park. You can see the sailboats and it's surrounded by beaches.
With so many lakes, one pleasure we had was to view our reflection in the water. This lake happens to have lily pads - but if you look carefully, you can see the basket right in the center.
Our landing was an adventure in itself, and if you'd like to see more beautiful photos and hear about our amazing landing, you can visit http://www.gailmartin.blogspot.com/ and enjoy the full story.
Romance writers do anything to write a wonderful book filled with romantic experiences.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Coming up for air!
Hi,
I'm just coming up for air after a really hectic few months. Where has the summer gone? I didn't even attend the RWA conference, but I still feel as if it has flown by. We're already into canning tomatoes, the grandkids are headed back to school, and there's a hint of fall in the air.
My husband and I had a once-in-a-lifetime trip earlier in the summer. We joined some friends for a tour of the Baltic Sea area, visiting Denmark, Sweden, Finland, Russia, and Estonia. It was an amazing adventure, and I'm still trying to organize my photos and my memories!
And then all the kids and grandkids were home for their annual summer visit. We had a grand time with them. Since all of our grandchildren live in suburban areas, it's a real treat for them to experience country life.
And then, of course, there's the writing! I've been working hard in between all of that, trying to keep on schedule. I've completed two of the Amish books that will come out next year, as well as the first book in a Love Inspired series about a Coast Guard family in South Carolina. Right now I'm working on the third Amish book and really enjoying being back with those characters again.
So that's it for the topic of all those themes we had to write in grade school: how I spent my summer vacation! I hope your summer was wonderful and refreshing.
Blessings,
Marta
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Meet Me In Pahrump, Nevada --- Doing My Favorite Thing
(Click to enlarge the photo - but use the back button to return to the blog)You've probably already guessed what my favorite thing to do is. Talk. Ask my husband. (Grinning here). I love to present workshops for writers and to present keynote addressees at churches. So many doors have opened since I began writing and that's one of them.
Another thing I enjoy is meeting readers and then signing autographing their books. What would an author do without readers. They are our blessings, and when they let us know we've touched their hearts with our books, it's truly a gift.On Saturday, September 6, I'll be speaking and autographing books at the public library in Pahrump, Nevada, sponsored by the Friends of the Library. If you live anywhere near there, bring and friend and come and join me. I'll be speaking on the crazy journey of my life as a writers and talking about why I chose to write Christian romance -- or I should say why God chose me. It begins at about 10 AM. I'd love to meet you.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wishing I'd thought of that title
I'm trying to think of a couple of new titles for book proposals in my Dry Creek series. I freely confess that I struggle trying to find clever, compelling (sometimes even adequate) titles. And then I see other people's titles and wish I had them. So I sat down and thought of titles I covet -- some of the one's I like are the serial ones, like the numerial Stephanie Plum titles and the woman who does the alphabet mysteries. I think of all of the book titles they get with that one clever idea. And then I flashed on 'Gone With the Wind' which has to be up there in terms of titles that are remembered and I look at it and think what does it even mean? Whoever thought of that? How about you and your favorite titles?
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Her Only Protector Character Interview Online Now!
Did you ever wish you could interview a character in a book, ask them questions before you read the story and get a feel for who they are? Well, now you can. Sonny Montgomery, the heroine in my book Her Only Protector, has been interviewed by our own Terri Reed and the interview is now available at the CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog. So make sure you check out the character interview. Remember, you can also read an excerpt of Her Only Protector by visiting eHarlequin.com.
Many blessings, Lisa Mondello
Monday, August 11, 2008
RWA conference--the people
This is a video of some of the people I saw at the RWA conference in San Francisco. As you can see most of them are Love Inspired authors.
First frame is of Margaret Daley (me) and Laura Marie Altom (left to right) at the Golden Gate Bridge (the wind was freezing). The second one is of Winnie Griggs and me in a small town outside San Francisco. Third frame is at Muir Redwood Forest with Winnie, Lynn, me and Laura. The fourth one is of the Craftie Ladies of Suspense--minus Cara Putman who couldn't make RWA this year. The fifth frame is of Kit, me and Jillian Hart at the booksigning. The sixth frame is of Linda Goodnight who won the Rita Award for her Love Inspired, Debbie Clopton, who won the Bookseller's Best Award, Irene Hannon, myself and Winnie. The next one is of Debby Giusti who won the Daphne Award and me who won the Inspirational Romance Readers Contest. The eighth through the tenth frame is of the eHarlequin pajama party. The eleventh through the thirteenth frame is dinner at the Jazz Club before the Harlequin party. The last frames were of the Harlequin party with people such as Allie Pleiter, Judy Baer, Gail Martin, Missy Tippins, Dana Corbit and Janet Dean. I'm sorry I can't put captions on the program I have. The very last frame is the Craftie Ladies of Suspense at the party. From the back at the left are Pamela Tracy, Roxanne Rustand, and Debby Giusti. In the from at the left is Lisa Mondello, Terri Reed and myself.
I spent some time sightseeing San Francisco which is a wonderful city with a lot to see--more than I could in a week's time. If you want to see some of the sights I went to, I have a video up at my blog. Check it out at margaretdaley.blogspot.com. I went to the Golden Gate Bridge, the Muir Redwood Forest, Napa Valley, the Golden Gate Park where I saw the Japanese Tea garden and enjoyed some tea, a street that is so crooked you have to crept down it in your car (gorgeous place) and of course, Chinatown.
Also I have some pictures up at Craftie Ladies of Suspense blog which I'm a member of. We are seven Love Inspired Suspense authors who blog about suspense books and what's going on with us. Every month we have a drawing for the four LIS books out and draw from the people who leave comments that month. So if you want to be entered in the drawing, visit the site and leave a comment with your email address.
In the above video I show some pictures of those places but mostly they are of functions I did at the conference--like the booksigning for literacy (RWA raised thousands of dollars for the cause), the pajama party eHarlequin sponsors every year, various dinners with friends, and the Harlequin party where I get my year's worth of dancing in on a crowded dance floor filled with women (great exercise).
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Taming the TBR pile...
If you are like me, then your to be read pile is completely out of control! And since I've just come back from RWA in San Francisco, where I was able to get a boxful of free books, my pile is even more scary. But I love books and I love reading so while others might look at my TBR as a pile of clutter, I think of my books as old friends.
I just finished reading Terri Reed's Double Jeopardy and it was fabulous! If you haven't read the character interview for Double Jeopardy, make sure you stop on over to the CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog. Each week there will be a new interview from one of the Love Inspired Suspense books out that month. So you don't want to miss it!
And if you're a writer, you'll want to check out Debby Giusti's Donald Maass Writing the Breakout Novel blogs where she highlights elements of this wonderful writing reference book. She's on week 22 right now, but it's worth it to spend some time going back in the archives to see the rest of the series!
This month my book Her Only Protector is out on the shelves. Rumor has it you'll start seeing the Love Inspired Suspense books around August 12Th. So if you're out and about and you happen to see the August books, drop me an email or post on the blog where you're from. It's always fun to see where readers are finding my books. You can read an excerpt of Her Only Protector, please visit the eHarlequin website.
The next book on my TBR pile is Lynn Bulock's To Trust a Friend. Let me know what you're reading!
Until next time, many blessings, Lisa Mondello
I just finished reading Terri Reed's Double Jeopardy and it was fabulous! If you haven't read the character interview for Double Jeopardy, make sure you stop on over to the CRAFTIE Ladies of Suspense blog. Each week there will be a new interview from one of the Love Inspired Suspense books out that month. So you don't want to miss it!
And if you're a writer, you'll want to check out Debby Giusti's Donald Maass Writing the Breakout Novel blogs where she highlights elements of this wonderful writing reference book. She's on week 22 right now, but it's worth it to spend some time going back in the archives to see the rest of the series!
This month my book Her Only Protector is out on the shelves. Rumor has it you'll start seeing the Love Inspired Suspense books around August 12Th. So if you're out and about and you happen to see the August books, drop me an email or post on the blog where you're from. It's always fun to see where readers are finding my books. You can read an excerpt of Her Only Protector, please visit the eHarlequin website.
The next book on my TBR pile is Lynn Bulock's To Trust a Friend. Let me know what you're reading!
Until next time, many blessings, Lisa Mondello
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Book Signing in Lincoln City Oregon
This coming Saturday at 12-3pm at Bob's Beach Books in the beautiful Lincoln City, Oregon I will be signing my July release Double Jeopardy. There will be several local authors signing and we will have a wide variety of romance subgenres to choose from.
Recently, I and several hundred other authors signed at the Romance Writers of America book signing in San Francisco to raise money for Literacy. The signing raised a record dollar amount and was a huge success.
I also was at the RITA Awards and cheered on my fellow authors who were finalist in this years contest.
Our own Linda won!!!!
2008 RITA Winner for Best Inspirational Romance
A Touch of Grace by Linda Goodnight
Harlequin Enterprises, Steeple Hill Love Inspired
(978-0-373-87426-2)
Allison Lyons, editor
Recently, I and several hundred other authors signed at the Romance Writers of America book signing in San Francisco to raise money for Literacy. The signing raised a record dollar amount and was a huge success.
I also was at the RITA Awards and cheered on my fellow authors who were finalist in this years contest.
Our own Linda won!!!!
2008 RITA Winner for Best Inspirational Romance
A Touch of Grace by Linda Goodnight
Harlequin Enterprises, Steeple Hill Love Inspired
(978-0-373-87426-2)
Allison Lyons, editor
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