Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Tuesday Tidbit

Last unedited line worked on from Giving Thanks, novella #11 Holiday, USA series:

Truth is light. Lies are darkness.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Monday Quote

As seen on social media:

It's okay to be a glowstick. Sometimes, we have to break before we shine.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Sunday Scripture

Proverbs 9:10

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Saturday Links

A mix of blog and music is BrettWorks, a blog by Thomas Brett. He recently shared the first track of his own CD:

Horse Addict shared photos of "The Clydesdale Six Horse Hitch," but you'll have to click back for that one. This is the post "A Matched Pair," which includes a link to WordPress' photo challenge.

God bless.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Favorite Book Friday

BlackThorpe Security series, all six books, by Kimberly Rae Jordan, contemporary Christian romance. I've read two of her series now and downloaded more books. I really enjoy her characters and her stories.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Musical Thursday

A bit of silliness, today. A meme shared on social media reminded me of an old screensaver. Of course, I googled it and found it on YouTube. I loved After Dark's Flying Toaster song. For fun:

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Tuesday Tidbit

The last worked on sentence, unedited, from Giving Thanks novella #11 from the Holiday, USA series:
There was no reason in the world why her perspective should please him the way it did.

New books released, today...


Wherever books are sold in eformat, though some are slower at posting than others. Paperbacks are available soon after at Amazon.

Monday, February 20, 2017

Monday Quote

I follow the blog Horse Addict. Recently they shared a quote:

One can get in a car and see what man has made. One must get on a horse to see what God has made. ~ Author Unknown


Sunday, February 19, 2017

Sunday Scripture

Proverbs 9:9

Give instruction to a wise man, and he will be yet wiser: teach a just man, and he will increase in learning.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Saturday Links

My horse was trained in dressage and did it in his life before me. Poor creature had a terrible time training me to ride better. I recently found a blog that gives me the opportunity to peek into his world. Doesn't matter he's been gone for almost 15 years.

Donna Hatch shared information on "Regency Gentlemen's Coats":

God bless.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Favorite Book Friday

The Gift of Fear by Gavin de Becker is nonfiction. As an abuse survivor, I wish I'd read this book sooner. He helped me embrace the fear that warns me and recognize the fear that is really more about worry and anxiety that I need to learn to overcome. I also learned about the need to not engage with people who are overly persistent. I could have really used that knowledge long ago. Better late than never. The link is to his website featuring the Mosaic Method, a threat assessment system.


Thursday, February 16, 2017

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

A book for Valentine's Day

Valentine Delivery is the third novella in the Holiday, USA series, published in 2015.

Welcome back to Holiday, USA, small town America, where nothing happens, except holidays... and maybe a little romance, if the hero and heroine trust God.

Lance Nelson delivers flowers every Valentine's Day. This year, he decides to show the woman he's secretly loved all his life exactly how he feels, creating a unique bouquet especially for her.

This Valentine's Day, Sharon Kelly decides to stop waiting for someone to send her what she wants and orders a bouquet of flowers for herself. She might as well arrange for her secret crush to deliver them.

God works in mysterious ways to provide the way to Happily Ever After, even when His children stand in their own way...


Monday, February 13, 2017

Monday Quote

The great test of life is to see whether we will hearken to and obey God's commands in the midst of the storms of life. It is not to endure storms, but to choose the right while they rage. 
~ Henry B. Eyring

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Sunday Scripture

Proverbs 4:26-27

Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established. Turn not to the right hand nor to the left: remove thy foot from evil.

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Saturday Links

Julie Arduini, over at Christians Read, shared a timely (for me) post, "Spoiled Children Don't Grow."

I love finding new blogs. Virtuous Mama's Corner shared a bit about Valentine's Day:

New books released, today...


Wherever books are sold in eformat, though some are slower at posting than others. Paperbacks are available soon after at Amazon.

Friday, February 10, 2017

Favorite Book Friday

This Time With Love Book 1, Forever My Love Book 2, and When There is Love Book 3 (The McKinleys series) by Kimberly Rae Jordan, clean Christian contemporary romance. I've added her to my Must Read list. I'm working my way through her books.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Musical Thursday

The entire CD The Garden by Michael McLean and Bryce Neubert. This is track 3, on YouTube:


Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Tuesday Tidbit

Last unedited bit added to Giving Thanks, novella #11 of the Holiday, USA series:

"No." He scraped up his courage. "But it's the only way I can apologize to a young lady who deserved more respect than I gave her."

Monday, February 6, 2017

Monday Quote

Never, never, never give up. ~ Winston Churchill

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Sunday Scripture

Proverbs 4:23

Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Saturday Links

When was the last time you did something for fun? I loved Beth Trissel's fun boots:

We Are One shared the need to play:

God bless.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Favorite Book Friday

Believe in Me Book 2 of the Love in Store series by Autumn Macarthur.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Knight in Disguise is here!

The English Rose

Rose Ellington doesn't know the whole truth about her past and suspects it's for the best. She's content to live her life as it is, quiet, unnoticed. God hasn't shown any more interest in her than her father has. Since God doesn't bother with her, she doesn't bother with Him.

The American Lion

George 'Leo' Smith's life was spared at the expense of a man he admired and loved like a father. To honor the man, Leo honors God in everything he does, like a knight of old. The hunt for a slave trader who has threatened Leo's family, more than once, is nearing the end.

The Greatest Adventure

As one chapter comes to a close, God offers a new adventure, the greatest adventure in life. Love requires sacrifice, courage, and honor. Will the Rose and the Lion accept the challenge or choose the safe way?


"Mr. George Smith," the footman intoned.

Rose's breath caught in her lungs, even as her heart raced. The traitorous organ sought to fall at his feet. The sensation inspired fear she squashed with a heavy dose of annoyance. No fanciful thoughts allowed.

She blinked to clear her vision. While she'd anticipated an aged gentleman, the man returning the crowd's avid study couldn't be much more than Rose's own six and twenty years. Her painting of the knight in shining armor on the white charger, with a flaxen mane and tail, flashed into her mind and stayed no matter how she endeavored to dislodge it.

Confidence defined his stance, tall, straight, unhesitant, absolutely certain of his place in the world. His black coat fit fashionably snug across his broad shoulders and chest, covering a white on white embroidered silk waistcoat. His crisp snow-white cravat emphasized his tan. His black trousers tapered down to black leather shoes. He held a black cane, a silver handle peeking through his white-gloved fingers.

Her gaze traveled up his trim figure to the top of his head, admiring his obvious good health and fitness. His short cropped, light brown hair, streaked with blond, framed his tanned face, indicative of a man who spent a fair amount of time in the sun. No doubt from all his travels around the globe. Curious golden brown eyes watched the crowd watching him. His high cheekbones and straight nose drew her gaze to his firm lips, the lower fuller than the bowed upper. His square chin kept his face from being too pretty. One corner of his mouth twitched upward.

From what she'd heard of him, during the last hour, she expected him to lift his chin and stare down his nose at them all. She wouldn't blame him. Everyone gaped at him like some exotic animal.
Mr. Smith lowered his chin, in the merest nod of acknowledgement, and stepped into the crowd, greeting the nearest person.

Conversations rippled, quieting as Smith neared and rising after he passed. Not even royalty stirred so much disquiet.

In comparison to everyone else in the room, Rose felt decidedly shabby. Meg's signature embroidery decorated the hem and neckline of Rose's green silk dress, adding a unique beauty of its own, but lacked any hint of being fashionable.

Irritation stirred, and she fed it. Who was this man who caught her interest where so many others failed? She didn't need to impress him.

Doubts flayed her. Was this truly the man she believed him to be?

"He isn't what I expected," Lydia Platt whispered. "He isn't old."

"No, he isn't," Rose murmured.

"He's much too young to have done all the things I've heard said about him. The gossiping tabbies are usually better informed, but they're as wrong as my mama and brother. Even half of what they said must be an exaggeration or more likely outright lies."

"More likely understated," Rose muttered to herself. She attempted to skirt the edge of the room, but more than a step or two in any direction lay blocked by those intent on meeting the man of the hour. Moments before, she'd counted herself among them. She wished she could disappear. Agreeing to attend the evening with the Platts was a mistake, and she berated herself for allowing her curiosity to best her.



Thank you Carol Fiorillo for the beautiful cover.