Smoke swirled around the cavern from the flaming logs that had been scattered. Intense heat burned the back of Zoe’s neck. She screamed, but fell to the ground and rolled, putting her hair out. She felt behind her at the missing 7-inches of wavy auburn hair. She sucked in a sharp breath through the string of the burns, and held her lower back. “Dad?” There was a cough and a groan. Zoe waved the smoke out of her eyes and looked around. “Dad!”
My Dear Reader, Thank you for your patience. Simply put. Writing with twin infants is NOT easy. But things are changing. My husband recently got a new job and we moved from Iowa to Tennessee! We wanted to be closer to family, and felt like God was telling us to go. This being said. I... Continue Reading →
Dreams Awaiting I have heard the call I have what it takes I push and strive I will achieve I know I'll be great A glimmer on the horizon Just another obstacle on this steep trek But the chains grabbed, pulled, snared And now I am stuck. I can see the sun shining on the... Continue Reading →
When readers read my novels, I want them to feel inspired to be more like Christ and fall more in love with Him. That's because, to me, novels are two things. First, an escape from the lives we are currently living, and secondly inspiration to live these difficult lives better than we currently are. They give hope that with Christ, if we continue to endure, to persevere, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. This life is difficult, yet. I know that well, but I also know that we have power in Christ to change maybe not what's going on in the exterior, but our attitude. If one person decides to be cheerful, even in the most darkest of circumstances, it can shine a light brighter than even we realize. Also, sometimes it's nice to be able to worry about something that doesn't matter. To kick our feet up and get lost in the pages of adventure.
I'm starting this Day 8 review with talking about Day 7. Yesterday, I took a writing Sabath we'll say. It wasn't intentional, I was just super busy. Unfortunately, Day 8 hasn't been much better. I did write 200 words, though. And tomorrow I have a wedding to do to. Exciting, but not helpful when it... Continue Reading →
(God of Peace) This morning I woke up with my ten-month-old daughter and figured I would be able to get her some food and relax with Jesus. As you can probably guess, that didn’t happen. I did go into the kitchen and started making breakfast. As the eggs were cooking, I washed up the... Continue Reading →
Cover Art by Sarah Mileusnich How it works Listross has grown up as a slave on a potato plantation as long as he can remember. Like everyone, he wants freedom. Especially now that he witnesses his daughter suffering. Your job is to help Listross make the best decisions to get there. No pressure! Each week... Continue Reading →