Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

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Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

I was going to continue from where I left off a few weeks ago, but I have a book releasing July 6, 2016, so I want to use excerpts from that. I promise we’ll get back to, Jace and Mary from Buried Secrets.

 

“Aucun problème aucun Froid en pierre.” A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. The beat of her heart accelerated a few more beats like a race car just starting its engine before a race starts.

“I have no clue what you said.”

“I know.”

“Are you going to tell me?” Whatever it was, it sounded so desirable coming from his lips. Heck, anything coming from him would sound good. Her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest at any moment with the way he stared at her. It had been three years since a man made her feel like this.

He leaned over, his face two inches away from hers. His voice dropped an octave. “I will on one condition.”

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

Blurb

This book was released under my pen name a few years ago. It has been redone and had faith added to it.

Dr. Erin Miller vows to never let a man penetrate her heart again. With her life on track once again, all a girl needs is a career she loves, amazing friends and God. Right? When a mentorship with the Chief Pediatric Surgeon becomes available, she couldn’t be more thrilled. Maybe this is just what the doctor ordered! Confident she will be chosen for the coveted role of mentee. That is, until the handsome and charismatic Dr. Kyle Reynolds decides he wants the mentorship as well. Time to crush him!

Kyle Reynolds has lost everything, including his wife and daughter, and his faith. With nothing left in his life worth living for, except his job, he sets his sights on the new mentorship position with single-minded determination. The only obstacle between him and his goal is Dr. Erin Miller. No biggie, he can handle her. Or at least he thinks he can. Can Kyle stick to his guns or will his heart get in the way?

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Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

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Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

I’ve not done one of these Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday in like a year or so. I’m back! My snippet for this weekend is from book two of my Carolina Danger series. Mary has just discovered someone is following her.

 

Mary grabbed her cell phone from her purse and dialed. On the second ring, Jace picked up and she’d never been so happy to hear his voice before. “I believe I’m being followed.” The words tumbled out of her mouth as she continued north through the town. Her hands shook as she tried to keep the car on the road. She glanced in the little mirror to check on her child.
“Where are you?” A chair squeaked and it sounded like he got up and grabbed a set of keys.

 

Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday

Blurb

A message from her dead husband turns Mary Cox’s life upside down. Someone wants to kill her and her daughter, Faith. They’ll stop at nothing to track her down. The only man she trusts is her best friend’s brother Jace, except, he lied to her before. Will secrets from her past destroy the life she’s made for herself or bring them closer together and to God?

Just as Jace Smith begins to adjust to civilian life, a cry of help from the only woman he’s ever cared for sends him back into the heat of battle. The type where someone—may not come out alive in the end. Secrets are revealed and nothing will ever be the same again. He’d do anything to keep Mary and her daughter safe from the danger after them. But a secret from his past threatens everything. Can they ever get back what they once had or die trying?

You can get a copy from Amazon

 

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Adventures In My First Garden and Flowers

Adventures In My First Garden and Flowers

I decided to bite the bullet per say and do a garden this year. It’s my first time doing this and I hope and pray I have a green thumb.  Not only that, I’ve planted flowers as well. Yep, I was crazy and decided to go all out this year and see what happens. Hubby looked at me like I’d lost my mind. I may have. Anyways, I’m going to document my garden and see how it goes.

As of today it’s been a few weeks since I started the flowers. They’re starting to grow. I have two rose bushes and two lily bushes. Now, one of my rose bushes is doing great. It started blooming like crazy a couple days after I planted it. Yeah! The other bush had a couple of buds that didn’t do anything so those got pruned off. There are two more buds starting that look healthy.

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Adventures In My First Garden and Flowers

The lillies have been blossoming like crazy and doing well. Some leaves got knocked off with a recent storm but they’ve recovered. Yeah again! I also planted some other small flowers around those. These have finally started to grow from all the rain and are looking great. I still need to get some of the big green stuff that I call crap pulled away. I may have gotten distracted with planting the garden out back. I also got a hanging basket for outside.

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Adventures In My First Garden and Flowers

Now onto the garden. I didn’t have a tilling machine and all of the ones that could be rented were. So, what’s a girl to do? Well, I went searching on Goggle and Youtube of course. I found a lot of things about double digging and some videos. I showed hubby who raised a brow at me and almost gave me a bless your heart pat. He watched and said um…okay I think we can do this.

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Adventures In My First Garden and Flowers

We did. It was flipping hard because our ground here has clay in it. CLAY! That stuff is hard to dig through. OH, and to top it off we had crab grass in half the backyard I HATE CRAB GRASS! It was like trying to drill into it. I’m for real! It took us two weeks to get it all done, doing a few rows each weekend. Our oldest daughter was all for digging and gelped alot. the other three we’re like you’re crazy and are on you’re own.

Things are growing very well. Nothing really to report on there because, well, too early to see any produce. But all the stuff is growing.

 

Excerpt Tuesday with Annie Lima

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Bensin’s first opportunity to show he wasn’t going to be the kind of glad the arena expected came in the clinic an hour later, as he lay on his back on the examining table, strapped down and gasping in pain.

“Thank you,” he managed, his voice an agonized whisper.

Doc, Morden, and the guard in attendance all gave him funny looks. “‘Thank you’?” Doc echoed. “For what?”

“For —” Bensin licked his lips and took a deep breath, trying to focus around the pain. “For fixing my arm.”

Doc raised his eyebrows. “That’s the first time anyone’s ever thanked me for setting a broken bone without anesthesia.”

“Well, it — it’s better than having it stay broken.”

“True. You’re welcome. Now, you’ll need to watch what you do with that arm for the next couple of months while the cast is on, and try not to get it wet. I’ll make sure someone brings you a plastic sheath to put on over it before you get in the shower every night. And you’ll have to take it easy anyway till that bump on your head heals. Doesn’t look like a concussion, but we don’t want to take any chances. I’ll talk to Ian later about that.”

Doc backed away to a safe distance before nodding to the guard to unfasten the clasps. “Sit up slowly before you try to stand, and lean on the railing if you need to as you go out. Let me know if you start experiencing any other symptoms.” He turned to Morden. “I’m going to go grab another cup of coffee before the next dire emergency staggers in. Do me a favor and call someone to get that body bag out of here, all right?” He headed for the door. “Have I ever mentioned how much I hate weekends?”

 

Blurb

Bensin, a teenage slave and martial artist, is just one victory away from freedom. But after he is accused of a crime he didn’t commit, he is condemned to the violent life and early death of a gladiator. While his loved ones seek desperately for a way to rescue him, Bensin struggles to stay alive and forge an identity in an environment designed to strip it from him. When he infuriates the authorities with his choices, he knows he is running out of time. Can he stand against the cruelty of the arena system and seize his freedom before that system crushes him?

 

You can get a copy of The Gladiator and the Guardian here. 

 

71Mf0mpDPcL._UX250_Annie Douglass Lima spent most of her childhood in Kenya and later graduated from Biola University in Southern California. She and her husband Floyd currently live in Taiwan, where she teaches fifth grade at Morrison Academy. She has been writing poetry, short stories, and novels since her childhood, and to date has published ten books (one YA action and adventure novel, four fantasies, a puppet script, and four anthologies of her students’ poetry). Besides writing, her hobbies include reading (especially fantasy and science fiction), scrapbooking, and international travel.

50 Cents Being A Jerk To Teen With Autism

50 Cents Being A Jerk To Teen With Autism
50 Cents Being A Jerk To Teen With Autism

You know what really ticks me off? Celebrities who think they can make fun of those with disabilities and that they can get away with it. I’m sure you’ve all heard about 50 Cents making fun of a teen with autism. This teen was doing his job. HIS JOB! 50 Cents decided to follow him and make fun of him and not just once, but more than once. Are you kidding me?

Please beware there’s a lot of foul language in this short video.


This poor teen has social anxiety, which is very common of this on the spectrum. He didn’t want to talk and kept walking minding his own business. It just gets under my skin people who make fun of those with disabilities. Being a mom of children on the spectrum this makes the mama bear in me to come out.

If you have nothing nice to say keep your stinking mouth shut. That use to be a thing, but nowadays people can’t follow that rule. Not only that he’s a rapper…nothing against that music if you like it. Who listens to this music? Teen and young adults and sometimes kids. All of which hang on their words and look up to them.

Guess what, then they think this is okay to do because a rapper they like has done it. Bullying is so bad these days in the school system and with those on the spectrum. Set a stinking example or keep your mouth shut. It is that simple so that someone’s feelings might not be hurt. Kids on the spectrum have it hard enough. They don’t need this nor do they deserve it.

Yes, he did apologize. But, you know he could have avoided this with not opening his mouth in the first place. I wonder if celebrities as really sorry for what they did or that they got caught.  Treat people like God would.

Do You Need Music or Silence While Writing?

Do You Need Music or Silence While Writing?
Do You Need Music or Silence While Writing?

Music can relay things so well when we can’t find the words to say what needs to be said. They can touch someone’s soul deeper than anything else at times. I don’t know about anyone else, but for me, I have to write with music playing. If I don’t have music I just can’t write.

 

I’m working on a new book and looking for music for the playlist, still, even though I have a good chunk of it written, but it is a different genre for me, so it is taking me some time. It becomes even more important during editing. The only noise I can handle is the songs playing. While writing the first draft I can deal with kids yelling, coming to interrupt every few moments…no big deal. I’ve been known to take my laptop into the living room and hold conversations with my family while writing. But when it’s time to edit, then all of that stops and I lock myself into my office with just the songs. There might be times while editing that I listen to the same song over and over for one scene until it’s just right.

The other day while writing, I couldn’t think of anything to listen to for the scene and in turn was having trouble writing. That is until this song by One Direction came on and it hit me. This is how my hero, Tristan is feeling. He has a lot of feelings to work through for the heroine, Kaitlin. He wants to do the right thing. He’ll do anything to keep her safe and yet he doesn’t want to hurt her. He hangs onto these little moments where they’re together and everything is as it should be.

 Then this song, it’s close to how she’s feeling about him. She knows something has changed since she’s met Tristan. Kaitlin has to decide if she wants to trust him, or if he’s been lying to her the whole time for his own evil needs. What she finds out may tear them apart or push them closer.

One last song that is the theme of the book is this one for the danger.

So, do you have to have music playing while writing or does it need to be silent?

Unleavened Bread, Jesus and The Matzah Connection

Unleavened Bread, Jesus and The Matzah Connection
Unleavened Bread, Jesus and The Matzah Connection

My family and I are in the middle of celebrating Passover and Feast of Unleavened bread. It’s an amazing time and holiday. We start by cleaning out all the old leaven (chametz) from our home and hearts.  Chametz represents sin in our lives. Death and Decay. I start by cleaning my whole house and not just cleaning, but really deep cleaning. All the cabinets have all things taken out, vacuumed and then wiped down, including the refrigerator.

I also put any anything with leavening into a cabinet that has already been cleaned and won’t be used. It gets tapped up and not used for the holiday. Sure, it is hard not to eat things with leaven, but it is so worth it. The lessons we have learned are worth all the hard work.

Unleavened Bread, Jesus and The Matzah Connection
Unleavened Bread, Jesus and The Matzah Connection

We buy matzah and lots of it! I do mean lots as we will be eating it in place of bread this week. I totally think it is amazing that this “piece of bread, which so isn’t bread,” is pierced and has stripes on it. Sound familiar?

Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.  

What an amazing reminder set right before us reach year as this holiday comes around? Maybe God is trying to tell us something by this? You think?

If you’re interested in learning more I suggest you go to Hebrew For Christians. They explain it so much better over there, then I ever could.

Slow to Anger Like God

Slow to Anger Like God
Slow to Anger Like God

How many times have we held onto anger or hurt? Someone says or does something that upsets us, and we take all of it in. We tell them we forgive them with our mouths and on the inside, where no one but God can see, we wrap our hands around the situation. We’re like a child with their favorite toy who won’t ever release their fingers.

Yet, deep inside our hearts we still hold. You can let it seed and take root deep into your heart. Replay it over and over in our minds until we’re upset all over again.

I was reading in Psalms 103 and it talks about how God is slow to anger, he won’t harbor anger towards us. Talk about a smack upside the head. You know a prickling of the spirit. God gently showing us how to live and to treat others, including our enemies. Let it go. It is hard but in the end it is so worth it.

Psalm 103 8 The Lord is merciful and gracious,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
9 He will not always chide,
nor will he keep his anger forever.
10 He does not deal with us according to our sins,
nor repay us according to our iniquities.
11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is his steadfast love toward those who fear him;
12 as far as the east is from the west,

God is so good to us. Sisters, why can’t we show this same grace to others? Be the hands and feet of Jesus. It would send a powerful message, that’s for sure.

Our father is so merciful. We’re the ones who belong on the cross to die for our sins, and yet, He sent His only Son. I don’t know know about y’all but that makes me want to worship him and to be more like Christ. To show a hurting world that we’re not just believers by the mouth, but in our actions.

Our sins are casts far as east is from the west. This song is such a great reminder.

“East To West” Credit: Casting Crowns

Here I am, Lord, and I’m drowning in your sea of forgetfulness
The chains of yesterday surround me
I yearn for peace and rest
I don’t want to end up where You found me
And it echoes in my mind, keeps me awake tonight
I know You’ve cast my sin as far as the east is from the west
And I stand before You now as though I’ve never sinned
But today I feel like I’m just one mistake away from You leaving me this way

Jesus, can You show me just how far the east is from the west
’cause I can’t bear to see the man I’ve been come rising up in me again
In the arms of Your mercy I find rest
’cause You know just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other

I start the day, the war begins, endless reminding of my sin
Time and time again Your truth is drowned out by the storm I’m in
Today I feel like I’m just one mistake away from You leaving me this way

I know You’ve washed me white, turned my darkness into light
I need Your peace to get me through, to get me through this night
I can’t live by what I feel, but by the truth Your word reveals
I’m not holding on to You, but You’re holding on to me
You’re holding on to me

Jesus, You know just how far the east is from the west
I don’t have to see the man I’ve been come rising up in me again
In the arms of Your mercy I find rest
’cause You know just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other
One scarred hand to the other
From one scarred hand to the other

Revisions Can Be Scary–They Don’t Have To Be

Revisions Can Be Scary–They Don't Have To Be
Revisions Can Be Scary–They Don’t Have To Be

Those lovely revisions we all dread, or maybe that’s just me. SCARY! I can hear the groans from here from writers all over the world. You’ve written an amazing first draft, or so you think . You have the bones of a good book, but now you have to go back and make sure everything meshes together. This is where revisions come in.

You open the Word doc and want to scream because that amazing story sounds like crap as you read. Have no fear! It can be fixed. This is what revisions is all about before editing. This is where major parts will be changed. Huge chunks may have to me added or taken away. You know, the whole scene isn’t working right and the only thing that can be done is to remove it.

Hands shaking with what you know you have to do. Sweat on the forehead and sick feeling in your gut. Is this the right decision or not? All the second guessing. Yep, that happens in this stage. You will doubt yourself and why int he world did you think you could be an author. Oh, let me insert this funny scene from Mike and Molly.


I can’t stop laughing watching this scene. We have all been there. When doing revisions take a step back. I know this is your baby. Take a deep breath and go over the notes you’ve written, if you have. I’m a plotter, so I have my notes close by from my outline. I refer to them while writing a lot. Sure, characters may take us somewhere different than we planned, and that is ok if it fits the story.

Get in there deep with bones of the story and make it shine. Doing the hard and deep work during revisions will make the editing process so much easier.

 

Quiet Time In God’s Word Every Day #AtoZChallenge

Quiet Time In God's Word Every Day
Quiet Time In God’s Word Every Day

I don’t know about you but for me, if I don’t get quiet time in God’s word then I get cranky. Anyone else notice that about yourself? It may take a few days, but it always happens for me. That’s been the state I’ve been in recently. I’ve not been doing the Bible Study me and a friend are doing together. It is so easy to get just let it pass by. The kids are busy with things. Dr appts for the twins, cleaning for Passover (no, that’s no typo we keep Passover), and so many other things.

Excuses, that’s all they are. I need a swift kick in my behind to get back to it. I’ve gotten that over the last few weeks. I won’t go into details, as they’re not important. Just have to get back to it. It’s not that I don’t like the study. I do. I really love it. One of the best I’ve ever done. I’m doing A Modern Girls’ Guide To Bible Study by Jen Hatmaker.

This study has changed how I study God’s word. It has changed so much for me that it would take a lot of blog posts to share, just how. I can’t recommend this book enough. Anyways, back to what this blog post is about. It’s time for me to take back my quiet time. It can be at any time.  I know a lot of people do it in the morning. For me and the situation with the twins, it’s better that I do mine once they’re in bed at night. I tend to do short devotions during the morning.

Now to do this each and every day without fail. I’m sure at times I’ll mess up again and I’ll pick myself back up and get right back at it. You know why? Because being in God’s word is the most important thing. The more we do it, the more it will become second nature. It will become a habit. I can’t think of a better habit to have.

Who else has had trouble keeping a quiet time?