The whole serial story to celebrate To Love a Falcon by Nancy C. Williams can be found here: Nancy's (Part 1) Joanne's (Part 2) Denise's (Part 3) Rebekah's (Part 4) Mine (Part 5--here) Edwina's (Part 6 on November 12, 2023) Thoughts of her wardrobe consumed her as Continue Reading
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What Would Make a Tropical Vacation More Exciting? Find Out!
Picture it. A small living room. Half a dozen people--maybe a dozen. Laughter booms out at random intervals. And woe to the one who lays down his or her cards first. Someone goes back for seconds and finds the pot or pan empty. Everyone blames Ethan. They're not wrong. He might be in his twenties Continue Reading
What Is Bliss at the End of a Long, Hard, Exhausting Day?
Head pounding, exhaustion seeping from every pore, she enters the house and drops her things on the table near the door. A book on the end table beckons, but the weariness of the day prevents picking it up. Hunger tickles at the recesses of her mind, but she just doesn't have it in her to make Continue Reading
Is There Room for Love in My Heart for Air BnBs?
Christmas 2016. Some might say that in a bid for "room for love," the family and I all converged on a house in Ramona, California. The place was enormous and sat on a hill overlooking a steep drop-off below. An infinity pool ran right out to the edge of that drop-off, and a hot tub sat to its left. Continue Reading
Sometimes God Has Plans That Turn Your Life Upside Down
I was "that" kid. The annoying one with her whole life planned out. I'd graduate from high school, do a year of missions training, 18 months to three years of mission work at our home church in Rosemond, California, and then off to Harding University where I'd get a degree in education. No doubt in Continue Reading
Just What Is Your Idea of Fun? Battle of the Bikes!
He's short. I'm tall--no wait. That's the other way round. He's tall. I'm short. He's skinny. Um... I'm most definitely not (but I was when I married him. Does that count?). While I love oldie moldie music (seriously, pre-50s is best, pre-70s is a must--for reference, I was born in 1970)... He loves Continue Reading
How Much Will It Cost to See What’s Behind the Crimson Curtain?
If you've come here first, you'll want to check the other authors' blogs before reading my story because it'll finish off the full story. Edwina Kiernan: May 2 Denise L. Barela: May 3 Rebekah Jones: May 4 Marji Laine: May 5 Tabitha Bouldin: May 6 Note: links may be affiliate links that Continue Reading
Why the Best Friendships Often Pick Right Up Where They Left Off!
A couple of weeks ago, a friend said, "I'm going to reserve a couple of condos near Branson for whoever wants to come and have a retreat." I was all in for multiple reasons. First, I'm a part of this wonderful group of authors, we have monthly meetings, and I never get to go to those meetings. I Continue Reading
Why Would Anyone Send Beautiful, Thorny Roses with Strange Messages?
The call from Marji had unsettled me all day, but I couldn’t figure out why. She’d wanted to ask something. I knew it. What it was, however, she never said. I was just about to ask if I’d offended her or something when the dogs started barking like crazy. The mail guy had already been here, so it Continue Reading
Your Heart Might Be with Your Treasure, but There’s Trouble There, Too
When Amanda Tru told us our assignment was to "write about travel troubles," I just sat there. Dumbfounded. How on earth was I supposed to choose between the trek across New Mexico in the back of a pickup truck? In July? Without sunscreen (why did I think "tanning oil" was protection from the sun Continue Reading
When the Arrogance of Man Meets the Goodness of God?
I never knew how much I talked about my mistakes and misunderstandings until I had to write this post and realized I've shared most of the ones (if not all) that are remotely interesting. Let's face it. I've got an unbelievable talent for blowing it. Case in point: I didn't get this post finished Continue Reading
What Do Love, Forgiveness, and Trust Have to Do with a Good Book?
My dad was probably drunk the night he said the worst things anyone has ever said to me. I can still hear the guttural growl as he spewed horrible accusations on a girl who had made a foolish, new mom mistake. Truth is, I hadn't known any better, Challice was fine (thanks to the Lord's mercy), and Continue Reading
