The Christian Fiction Scavenger Hunt is on!

by Elizabeth Goddard

Good morning my Christians Read friends!

I’m late in posting to you this first Saturday of the month (my days to post). The sun has finally shown its face, pushing away the gray clouds of a Michigan winter.

I never thought I’d be excited for spring because it ushers in summer, and as a 7th generation Texan, I simply can’t abide summer. Ha! But in Michigan, well, I welcome spring because it ushers in summer. It’s all about perspective.

For my post today I thought you would be most interested to hear about the spring Christian Fiction Scavenger Hunt!

It ends tomorrow night—Sunday, March 4th—at midnight (MST) so you have plenty of time to hunt and learn about new authors, all while gathering clues that could potentially leave you with prizes.

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To begin the hunt, start HERE AT STOP #1!

Happy Hunting!!!

Elizabeth Goddard

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Surprises and Fun While Researching

On a visit to Iowa for some research, I had the fun of visiting the Antique Car Museum of Iowa in Coralville, not far from the Amana Colonies. I’d never before stayed in Coralville and wasn’t even aware of the car museum, but visiting seemed a natural since it was within walking distance of our hotel.

Needless to say, I took lots of pictures. Even if you aren’t a fan of antique cars, you’d enjoy the cars in this museum. Making the visit even more fun was the fact that Lorna Seilstad, who was with me on the trip, found an REO that she was featuring in one of her novels, When Love Calls. She had chosen the 1908 Reo Gentleman’s Roadster for her male protagonist, Lincoln, to drive. Although the one in the museum was a 1909 model, we.

What fun it was when we discovered they had one at the museum.  The Roadster cost $1250 for a twin-cylinder and $650 for a single-cylinder, according to one ad. Another said it had a list price of $1040, with top, side curtains, and storm front. It had a top speed of 45 mph, and it was cosmetically racier than other automobiles with its longer fenders, longer hood, and seat set further back.  It had a 12-gallon gas tank, two speeds, and reverse. Always nice to have reverse!

But, below is the car that surprised me the most–a Sears 1912 Runabout. I honestly never knew that Sears produced cars. However, they manufactured cars in Chicago between 1908 and 1912. This particular model was sold through the Sears catalogue as #21R333 and sold for $445. It came with two seats in the front and room in the rear for another seat or more cargo space.

Note the tiller-type steering wheel on the left-hand side of the vehicle and buggy configuration with no doors. Top speed? 10 miles per hour. I learned this vehicle (still in original condition) was found in an enclosed grain bin of a grain storage facility along the Texas-Oklahoma border.

And this was the runner-up for surprises. For any camping enthusiasts among us, here’s a car, a Cadillac, that had a built-in bunk bed for those camping trips or unexpected stops along the road for a rest! I’d never seen one of these, either. What fun it would be to put one of these in a book!

And speaking of camping, do tell me what fun things you’re planning for your spring and summer fun! Any camping in your future? If so, I hope your accommodations are more comfortable than those offered in this picture.

May you find joy in the beauty of nature as the seasons change. ~Judy

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My Journey with God As I’ve Developed As a Christian Writer By Margaret Daley

My Journey with God As I’ve Developed As a Christian Writer

By Margaret Daley

In the past few years my faith has deepened. Actually it has grown quite a bit through the years I’ve written for the Christian market. God led me to write inspirational stories in the late 1990s. At first I ignored the nudge, but as the Lord so often does, he kept nudging me until I took up the challenge. And of course, he was so right. I found my writing home in the Christian market.

Several times in the past few years I’ve seen God actively working in my life. First, he gave me a story I had to tell. It became the first book in The Men of the Texas Rangers Series, Saving Hope. The story is about human trafficking, and I knew it would be a difficult sale, but I didn’t give up hope selling it because it was a story the Lord gave me. I felt him totally behind me. There was someone out there who needed to read it. I have felt that way about all my books in The Men of the Texas Ranger Series. The second book, Shattered Silence, is about bullying. He has given me passion about certain social issues and the desire to tackle them in a story.

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When I ran for the president of American Christian Fiction Writers, I did because He wanted me to run. I did out of obedience, not really expecting to win. I had books contracted and I was already serving on the board as Volunteer Officer. I didn’t envision myself as the president. I hated getting up in front of large crowds and giving a speech. I did win, and He assured me He would help me with giving the speeches. And He did. He is amazing.

My most recent journey with the Lord has me working on giving control over to Him. For so many years I tried to do everything by myself. I loved the Lord, but I didn’t need Him. Or so I thought. What has come home to me is that I can’t do it alone anymore. That I can’t do it without the Lord. Even knowing that, it has still been hard to give everything to Him. Not to worry. Not to forge ahead without considering what He wants me to do. As I’ve told people, I’m a work in progress, but with the Lord on my side, I can’t go wrong.

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Growing Up by Julie Arduini

It’s a busy writing year, and that’s a good thing. I started a Christmas novella as part of a collaboration with Inspy Romance authors. This summer I start You’re Amazing with our daughter.

And as soon as I find the courage, I need to scrap the 10k I’ve already written for my contemporary romance, Anchored.

At least, I think I need to start over. The story is in my head, and in there, it’s complex but beautiful. On paper, it’s just not there. I tend to be character-driven, but even that seems lacking. The premise is there, a series based on sextuplets who stay in the spotlight because of tragedy. Each book features a sibling trying to find a love like what their parents had. In my head it has a This is Us feel to it, showcasing the Southern Tier of Upstate NY.

I started during NaNoWriMo and decided to write in third person POV. That’s not my preference, I love writing first person, present tense. I wonder if that’s what I need to do. The heroine is strong, Jordyn Collins is the oldest. She feels obligated to take care of her father and siblings. That’s a blessing, but it has its drawbacks. I think first person can make Jordyn shine. Jordyn is going to have her share of conflict between taking care of her family and a job opportunity that challenges her at every turn.

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I’m not looking forward to starting over, but the good news is I’m willing. Someone once told me that a hobbyist resists re-writing and critiques, but an author welcomes the changes. All writers have a part of themselves invested in their work, but I want the story to engage readers and transform lives. For that, I need to do whatever it takes. The critiques already reflected that it needs sharpening. I knew it, and that was confirmation.

Once I have a little more written with the Christmas story, I plan to look at Anchored with fresh eyes and start over. I believe the time I take making it right will be worth it.

How many drafts do you think an author goes through before a book is complete? Are you surprised to learn that sometimes we have to scrap our work and start over?

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Grist for the Mill (by Hannah Alexander)

There was a sudden, repeated jangle of the doorbell–not once but many times. Then came a pounding at the front door at our house yesterday. Someone was yelling, but I couldn’t hear what she said.

I was, of course, in one of the most compromising positions, inside the bathroom next to that front door, with no robe with which I could dress myself to answer the door, and then there was more pounding, louder and louder and more aggressive. I had no idea what to do and no idea who could possibly be trying to break into our house unless it was a neighbor in trouble.

I didn’t know if Mel could even hear the noise, but it was loud enough that in a few seconds I heard him talking to someone at the front door.

I waited until she left before coming out in my inappropriate sleepwear. “What on earth?” I asked Mel, who had managed to throw his jeans on.

“It was the police.” He shook his head in disgust. “I’m wanted at work.”

“What? And they couldn’t pick up the phone and call you from the hospital? They had to call the police on you?” He was on call, for Pete’s sake, not obligated to be on duty at the hospital at that moment.

At this abrupt and very rude summons, he went to work.

And no, this isn’t fiction. It’s certainly grist for my fiction mill, but it happened yesterday morning. Someone couldn’t find our home phone number–though Mel always sees to it that the number is right there at the desk–and Mel’s cell was going straight to voice mail for some reason. The person in charge ordered them to call the police on my husband. I’m hoping that Mel made it clear that this was not to happen again.

But this incident will become grist for the mill in our next novel–or the next. We’ve learned how to take bad experiences and simply turn them into something creative. Writing helps calm me when I have an experience like this. So many of the scenes in our books have a lot of moments of truth in them–honed from experience.

How about you? Is life taking a turn sideways for you? You can stew about it the way I did too much yesterday, or you can create something different out of it. You can imagine how the situation might have been handled differently, or you could take steps to make sure that the same thing doesn’t happen again. We’re short-timers now here, so when we’re living in the Wyoming Rockies and hiking those trails, this experience will be a thing of the past. If nothing else, when bad things happen, try to focus on things that make you happy.

Um, I think it’s time to take my blood pressure again. Have a great week!

 

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Fiction is a Different Kind of Truth

by Jim Denney

“All good books have one thing in common — they are truer than if they had really happened.”
—Ernest Hemingway

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Ernest Hemingway’s writing desk in his home in Key West, Florida. Image: Public Domain

I’m a fan of Lawrence Block and Stephen King, but there’s something these two fine writers have said that sets my teeth on edge: They’ve called fiction a “lie.”

Two of Block’s books for on the craft of fiction are Telling Lies for Fun & Profit (1981) and The Liar’s Bible (2011). (Despite the titles, I highly recommend them to anyone studying the craft of writing.) In Danse Macabre, Stephen King said, “Fiction is the truth inside the lie.” Clearly, King’s focus is on the truth, not the lie, because he goes on to say, “Morality is telling the truth as your heart knows it.”[1]

Neil Gaiman made a similar statement: “Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.” Khaled Hosseini, author of The Kite Runner, said, “Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth.” And Kurt Vonnegut, in the preface to Mother Night, said, “Lies told for the sake of artistic effect . . . can be, in a higher sense, the most beguiling forms of truth.”[2]

Why would a practitioner of the art of fiction slander his art by calling it a “lie”? Granted, fiction is an account of events that didn’t actually happen — but does the nonfactual nature of fiction make it a “lie”?

The dictionary definition of a lie is “a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive.” Fiction does not try to deceive anyone. The reader knows a novel or story is not a factual account and approaches it in a state of (as Samuel Taylor Coleridge termed it) “willing suspension of disbelief.” Without intent to deceive, there is no lie.

I have a high opinion of stories and the people who write them — and I have contempt for lies and the people who tell them. I’ve been lied to by people who tried to deceive me, manipulate me, or steal from me, and I don’t like it. But I love being entertained by a good story.

“The basis of art is truth, both in matter and in mode,” said Flannery O’Connor. “The person who aims after art in his work aims after truth.”[3] Great fiction can’t lie. Fiction, in order to function as entertainment, must be true. Sure, the reader knows it isn’t factually true — but the reader expects it to be true in a deeper way. As novelist Emma Donoghue has said, “Stories are a different kind of true.”

Orson Scott Card’s short story “Lost Boys” first appeared in the October 1989 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction. The first-person protagonist of the story, Step Fletcher, represents many aspects of Card’s own life. Card himself didn’t realize how much of his own personal truth, including his emotional pain, was woven into that work of fiction until some months after he had written it.

Much of the pain of that story centered on Card’s own real-life son, Charlie Ben, who was severely afflicted with cerebral palsy (and who died more than a decade after the story was published). At the time Card wrote the story, he thought he was writing a simple ghost story featuring a fictional boy named Scotty. Instead, he had inadvertently told the truth about his repressed grief over his real-life son, Charlie Ben. In an afterword appended to the story for its initial publication, Card reflected:

In all the years of Charlie’s life . . . I had never shed a single tear for him, never allowed myself to grieve. I had worn a mask of calm and acceptance so convincing that I had believed it myself. But the lies we live will always be confessed in the stories we tell, and I am no exception. The story that I had fancied was a mere lark, a dalliance in the quaint old ghost-story tradition, was the most personal, painful story of my career — and, unconsciously, I had confessed as much by making it by far the most autobiographical of all my works.[4]

Great writers don’t lie — they reveal the truth through fiction. Their stories are morally, emotionally, humanly true. Great fiction is convincing. It touches a responsive chord of truth within our souls. Fiction must resonate with eternal, universal, spiritual truths, or the reader will throw the book away in disgust.

When a writer sits down to compose a story, he or she should reveal reality, not spin a lie. One of the best storytellers who ever lived was the One who called Himself the Way, the Truth, and the Life. If we want to convey Truth to the world, I can’t think of a better way to do so than by telling a good story.

“Rather, speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ.” —Ephesians 4:15

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Note: Battle Before Time, the first book in my newly revised and updated Timebenders series for young readers, has just been released in paperback. Click this link to learn more.

And if you’d like to learn more about how to write faster, more freely, and more brilliantly than you ever thought possible, read my book Writing In Overdrive, available in paperback and ebook editions at Amazon.com. —J.D.

 

[1] Stephen King, Danse Macabre (New York: Gallery, 2010), 430.

[2] Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night: A Novel (New York: Dial Press, 2009), ix-x.

[3] Flannery O’Connor, Mystery and Manners: Occasional Prose (New York: Farrar, Straus and Cudahy, 1961), 65.

[4] Orson Scott Card, Maps in a Mirror: The Short Fiction of Orson Scott Card (New York: Tor, 1990), 119.

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Step Four in our journey with Moby Dick

How did I choose to write my master’s thesis about Moby Dick? Here’s the first part of my thesis introduction.

Norton Edition Moby Dick CoverSince the 1920s, Herman Melville’s great American novel Moby Dick has been the subject of literary, religious, social, and psychological analysis, movies, television mini-series, Far Side cartoons, Internet sites (both serious and humorous) and countless other forms of commentary. In every generation and with each new academic approach, this multi-layered work continues to inspire interpretation in many forms. Though many non-academic people may not have read the novel, who has not at least heard about Captain Ahab, the monomaniacal whaler who chases to the death the white whale who bit off his leg? (At left is a picture of my much-used copy of the book.)

After hearing of Moby Dick all my life, I at last read it for a class in graduate school and was surprised at how complex and, at the same time, how simple the story is. Because I am a romance writer and I am always looking for romantic stories, one minor detail of the epic tale jumped off the page as I read: Captain Ahab had a wife! Who knew? Immediately, I was intrigued. What kind of girl—Ahab calls her his “young girl-wife”—would marry such a crazy old man as Ahab? What made her fall in love with him? What kind of romance did they have? What did she do while he was away at sea? How did she cope with his monomania after he lost his leg?

After perusing hundreds of articles and books on Melville, and on Moby Dick in particular, I was surprised to see that very few commentators make reference to this wife or to the child she bore Ahab. It seems as if Melville, by mentioning her only in passing, is merely using her as a tool to demonstrate that “Ahab has his humanities, as Captain Peleg assures us. This incidental mention by the author rightly concerns feminist readers, who see it as a typical example of nineteenth-century dismissal of the value of women and women’s work to society. But, after all, Moby Dick is first and foremost a book about one man’s attempt to avenge himself against the whale who wounded him. And, of course, Herman Melville did not write about women with any great degree of understanding in any of his books or stories.

Still, I am intrigued by the idea that a young woman would marry this old whaling captain. I am also curious to know why Ahab would marry “past fifty” when he had been content to be a bachelor all his life. On the surface, there is not much to go on. There are only two mentions of this unnamed wife in the entire four-hundred-and-seventy-page Norton Critical Edition of the book. To my feelings of intrigue and curiosity, add the element of challenge. I’m going to find out who these people are, and I’m going to write the story of their romance! But how do I make this character my own?

What do we know about Captain Ahab? All we know of him is related to us by Ishmael, who narrates the novel. But in addition to his own observations, Ishmael gives us the words and viewpoints of others, so we have much scuttlebutt and many opinions about Ahab. To whom should I listen if I am to find out why our young girl, whom I have named Hannah, loves Ahab? I decided that Ishmael’s views of Ahab can be trusted. He writes from the viewpoint of one who loves/admires Ahab but who also sees his flaws. What Ishmael observes can be believed, for only he speaks with affectionate objectively. The ideas of other characters who speak of Ahab must go through a filter to strain out superstition, fear, anger, self-delusion, and self-interest. Thus, if Ishmael is reporting something another character has said about Ahab or his wife, I don’t necessarily have to believe it, for it merely forms a part of the myth of Ahab.

A wise and brilliant captain: FMIB_34731_On_his_Back,_with_his_Jaw_in_the_First_Biting_PositionFrom Ishmael, I learn that Ahab’s “firmest fortitude [and] determinate, unsurrendered wilfulness” earn him the respect and awe of his crew. His lance (harpoon) is the “keenest and surest” out of Nantucket. He “lowers”—gets into the whaleboat—along with the rest of the crew in the active pursuit of the whale. He is a wise and brilliant captain, knowing how to rule his tiny shipboard kingdom in order to keep everyone alive at sea for three or four years at a time (89). He can be a harsh taskmaster to his crew, but he is not unjust. He will reward hard work and give incentives to his men at the appropriate time. This is what the real-life whaling captains of American history were like. (The picture above is from Wiki Commons: https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=42887975.)Moby_Dick_final_chase

Admirable qualities: Adding to the typical attributes of a good captain, Ahab has many other admirable qualities. He is a strong, powerfully built man, resembling Cellini’s cast bronze statue of the Greek hero Perseus. Despite a rod-like scar down one side of his face, he is strikingly handsome in appearance. He has had a long, successful career in whaling to the point that he has become a legend in the industry, especially in his home port of Nantucket. He is a god-like man and far above average. He has visited other cultures and has learned to accept hard-working men of all races without prejudice. He can be tenderhearted, as in the case of poor, mad Pip, his little cabin boy. He dotes on his son, speaks fondly of his wife, and would gladly be back home to sit with her by the fireside if he were not driven by his quest. He has confidence in his wife’s love and devotion, knowing she will tell their son about him every day. (Picture above from Wiki Commons.)

Less admirable qualities: We also learn of Ahab’s less admirable qualities from Ishmael. He acknowledges that there is a God, but he is angry with Him even before his injury, seeing Him as unjust. Ahab has had prophecies made about him ever since the time his “crazy, widowed mother” gave him the name of an evil Biblical king and a Gay Head Indian woman, Tistig, said it “would somehow prove prophetic.” Others have made prophecies about him, as well, usually because of some aberrant behavior on his part. He has had a checkered past, having done numerous rash things in his younger years, such as spitting in a calabash (breaking a heathen taboo) and fighting with a Spaniard in a church (breaking a Christian code of behavior). And he lost his leg according to a prophecy.

Believable reports: In addition to Ishmael, I believe Starbuck’s insights regarding Ahab because the young Quaker is a practical man, courageously but carefully involved in the dangerous pursuit of whales only in order to provide for his family. He is also a man of integrity and spiritual insights. He cannot rebel against or kill Ahab to save himself or the crew because of his religious conviction against murder. Yet he is filled with anger toward Ahab, knowing that his monomania will destroy them all. Therefore, when he looks into Ahab’s eyes and sees that the captain has a moment of sanity, he seizes that opportunity to beg Ahab to forsake his mad quest. As a loving husband and father, Starbuck recognizes another man’s love for his family. I also believe the prophet Elijah and Pip because they both are mad and see with the eyes of mystics.

Less believable reports: On the other hand, comments made by Captain Bildad, Captain Peleg, or any crew members may be filled with rumors and superstition and therefore may not be accurate. For instance, the lightning scar that extends down Ahab’s face and disappears beneath his collar is thought to extend clear to the sole of his foot. But the man who relates that story has never seen that it does and is only passing on what someone else has said. If I doubt an account, I do not have to give it credence.

Putting it together: Using these tools, I began my construction of my own Captain Ahab. I think that, as a man who has proven himself with prodigious success in his own arena, Ahab will be comfortable with himself no matter where he goes, including the upper echelons of the whaling society. Just as he knows how to figure out any problem that arises on his ship in the middle of the ocean, he can also figure out how to navigate social waters. Though not ashamed of his Nantucket heritage, he may forsake his usual Quaker-sounding “thees” and “thous” until he is certain that it will not bring contempt from his listeners. He has learned some hard lessons in life and will avoid unnecessary unpleasantries in social situations, which are, after all, only temporary gams to him.

More rocky parts of Ahab’s history: An important factor in Ahab’s development concerns an incident that happened to him “off Cape Horn…when he lay like dead for three days and nights” some years before he lost his leg. This undetailed report from Elijah provides me with an opportunity for creating a reason for Ahab to take a ship from New Bedford rather than his home port, Nantucket, from whence he has always shipped. If he had an illness while at sea, it may have sobered him from his rash ways. He might have begun to rethink his life and to make a few changes after thirty years of whaling, if only to try shipping out from a different port.

My creative juices start to flow: At this point in Ahab’s life, these events might also prime him for meeting an appealing woman and getting married, though I do not think he would be aware of that aspect of his search for change. Ahab will be surprised by his love for Hannah. From the moment he sees her, he will be thinking “What a woman!” But what kind of woman might Ahab fall in love with? We’ll discuss that next time.

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A Never Ending Story – The Series by Mary Alford

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Have you ever reached the end of a great book and thought, “No! That can’t be it. I’m not ready for it to end…”

I think most of us have had that type of reaction to a book that drew us in from page one and held us captive until the end. I know I certainly have on many occasions.

This is the very reason the series is so appealing to us. The story we fell in love with goes on, just in a different way. We can still catch up with our favorite characters, but in addition, we’re introduced to a whole new story that will hopefully make us fall in love all over again.

Still, not every book is destined to be a series.

So what makes a book series worthy? Well, at the core of every series you have great characters:

Obviously, a key ingredient in creating any great series is having an array of interesting secondary characters to complement the hero and heroine and make the reader want to know what happens to them as well.

But there has to be more to a good series than its characters. You need a fresh storyline that’s different from the first book and one that will set it apart and make the reader want to read it.

So, we have a great set of characters and a storyline that is intriguing. What’s next?

Location, location, location. The location where the story is set is key to the story and the series’ success. In Framed For Murder, book three of my Scorpion Team series, is set in the mountains of Colorado as well as the tundra of Alaska. The rugged backdrop of the mountains adds to the suspense of the story.

So, we have great characters, and intriguing storyline and the perfect location. Now comes the end?

Surprise! – The Perfect Ending.

I think what makes for a great series is that the ending both surprises and satisfies us. The story ends, but there’s still room for more.

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About Framed for Murder – available at Amazon:

FALSELY ACCUSED

Framed for helping her partner smuggle guns—and then murdering him—CIA agent Liz Ramirez must find the evidence that will prove her innocence…before she’s caught or killed. So when her squad’s leader attempts to bring her in for questioning, she knows her future depends on convincing Aaron Foster to go rogue and help her. On the run from the rest of her team and the gun dealers who are convinced she knows the location of their missing weapons, Liz risks losing the proof that would clear her name. But will eluding her pursuers—and trying not to fall for the handsome commander—prove to be fatal?

 

 

 

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To the Fair by Tara Randel

Every February the Florida State Fair takes place in Tampa at the fairgrounds. When my girls were little, we pulled them out of school for a day of petting animals, watching shows and marveling over the different kinds of fried food vendors offered. As the girls got older, and more busy with school and activities, we didn’t make our annual visit.

Until a few years ago. My youngest daughter, older now and clearly nostalgic, wanted to visit the fair. So for the past four years, we’ve make a full day of it.

Cracker Country is a favorite of mine. Old wooden buildings were moved to fairgrounds to show how people lived in the 1800’s. A one-room schoolhouse, general store, post office, church, train station, just to name a few, now celebrate Florida history. Children can walk though the structures and hear stories from volunteers, informing curious minds about what went on in the buildings and how things are so very different today. Volunteers wear period costumes and work just like they lived back then, dipping candles in hot beeswax, pounding out nails from scraps of metal, twisting rope, and giving us a glimpse of what life was like before electricity.

Then there are the art projects from students all over the state. Oil, watercolor, ceramics, fabric, photography, from first grade on up, each as intriguing as the next.

Of course, you can’t go to the fair and not visit the animals. Baby goats are my favorite. There are also plenty of livestock to observe and every year a calf or two is born.

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This year’s highlight? My daughter rode a camel. A camel.

Then there are all the free shows and exhibits; illusionists, trained rescue dogs who are clearly treated well and loved by their owners, 4H projects, and the pig races. Yep, we have those too.

Probably the most important aspect of the outing is this; spending time with my family, unplugged for a few hours of simple entertainment and enjoyment. Spending the day outdoors, under the sun, eating food that is not good for us in any way, shape or form. But hey, you can’t beat deep fried Oreo cookie dough. I figure once a year won’t hurt me.

Tara Randel is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author of fifteen novels. Family values, a bit of mystery and, of course, love and romance, are her favorite themes, because she believes love is the greatest gift of all. Look for her Harlequin Heartwarming romance, HIS ONE AND ONLY BRIDE, available now.  Visit Tara at www.tararandel.com. Like her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/TaraRandelBooks. Sign up for Tara’s Newsletter and receive a link to download a free digital book.

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To Learn or Not to Learn by Marilyn Turk

Have you ever met someone who seems to know it all? Or maybe you’ve dealt with children who believe they know more than you do? It’s very frustrating to deal with these people because when you try to help them or correct their errors, they refuse to listen.

As an author, I’m often asked how I became an author, and even more importantly, how others can become authors too.

Truthfully, the longer I’ve been an author which is ten years now, the more I realize how much more there is to know about being an author, that is, a GOOD author.

In today’s world of self-publishing, literally anyone can be an author. You can pay someone to publish your book, or you can do it yourself. The end result – your name is in print. But is that what it means to be an author? In my humble opinion, no, not a GOOD one.

Like you, I have some favorite authors. I love the way they spin a tale, create word pictures, evoke feelings and transport me to other places and times. I want to write as well as they do. But once I take a look at how long those authors have studied the craft, how many years they’ve put into their work, and how many books they’ve produced, I see a vast difference in my own development. Compared to my favorite authors, I’m still a beginner and have a lot to learn, therefore I continue to strive to improve.

Which brings me back to what makes a GOOD author vs a published author. Before self-publishing, it was very difficult to get published. Authors had to pass a number of hurdles, among them learning how to submit clean, edited, grammar-correct manuscripts. Today, traditional publishers still expect clean manuscripts devoid of errors. But unfortunately, many self-published authors skip the editing process or find someone not professionally trained to edit their work before it’s published. The result is a book filled with editorial errors.

I have a friend who started writing a few years ago and wanted to be published, so she found a vanity press and paid them a lot of money to publish her book. She followed that book with another, then another. To her hometown, she is a success. I tried to read her books and couldn’t get past the errors.

She asked me how she could get her books published by traditional publishers, and I carefully tried to direct her to writers’ conferences, hoping she’d learn a few things that would improve her writing. But instead, she told me she thought her experience qualified her to teach a class at a conference herself. Obviously, she does not see her need for improvement. And unless you realize your need, how can you accept instruction?

So I guess it boils down to what your goal is. Do you want to be an author, or a GOOD author? If your answer is the latter, then keep learning.

“Whoever gives heed to instruction prospers,” Proverbs 16:20

 

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Valentine’s Day -Thumbs Up or Down?

Valentine’s Day -Thumbs Up or Down? by Lyn Cote

Last Thursday I took part in a Valentine’s Day Party on Facebook. One of the authors asked the readers–How did you meet your husband or true love? It seemed an appropriate question for that event. Two readers, however, responded that they were single and were happy to be. And I thought-YES! I know that it’s harder being single on a day when the world (our world) celebrates couples but being single can be a positive choice. I’d rather to happily single than unhappily married, know what I mean? I’m sure you do.

I met my husband at church when we were in our mid-twenties and have been together for over forty years. I feel blessed because he has proven to be a good friend and a good father to our kids and he’s got a romantic soul–twice a year. On Valentine’s Day and our anniversary. I mean he was an electrical engineer–all right? Romance is a stretch for him! 🙂 So I hope whether single or “coupled” that you enjoy Valentine’s Day.

Fun Fact: Necco Sweethearts — a.k.a. conversation hearts — were invented in 1866. Each box has approximately 45 sayings — including “True Love,” “Hug Me,” and “You Rock” — but you can personalize your own, too. And about 10 new sayings are added each year. So how about that???–Lyn Cote

Welcome to Steadfast, a town whose people and mysteries

you may never forget~

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BTW, my wintry romance, WINTER’S SECRET, is still FREE on all online retailers. Click here. https://booksbylyncote.com/SWBS/books-by-lyn/winters-secret

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The Everyday Heroes

The Everyday Heroes

By Margaret Daley

I’m starting a new series called Everyday Heroes. I finished a long series about Strong Women and had so much fun writing about women who went through difficult, extraordinary situations. I featured different professional women from a teacher to law enforcement officer to a woman running a rodeo company.

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What makes a hero? I think of soldiers, police officer, firefighter and people like Rev. Martin Luther King. But heroes are more than their profession.  A hero can be an everyday man who does something heroic/extraordinary. I asked my readers what they thought made up a hero. Here are some of the replies:

“knows how to treat and take care of a woman”

“someone with honesty, integrity and a love for fellow human beings and animals”

“doesn’t need praise or thanks for what he’d done”

“kind, gentle person”

“loyal, self-sacrificing and protective”

“having faith in Christ”

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Certain jobs (as I noted above) create situations where a man can be a hero. But I want to show not only those professions but others. In my first book in the series, Hunted. The hero, an ex-Wall Street financial advisor, Luke Michaels, owns a horse farm. He often is involved in search and rescues with his German shepherd, Shep. He’s camping by the river when he sees a woman being thrown off a high bridge by two men. He doesn’t think twice. He runs through the woods and dives into the water to save her.

What do you think are qualities of a hero?

 

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Blurb for Hunted:

Murder. On the Run. Second Chances.

Luke Michaels’ relaxing camping trip ends when he witnesses a woman being thrown from a bridge. He dives into the river to save her, shocked to find her wrapped in chains. As a canine search and rescue volunteer, Luke has assisted many victims, but never a beauty whose defeated gaze ignites his primal urge to protect. When Megan Witherspoon’s killers make it clear they won’t stop, Luke fights to save her, but can he keep her alive long enough to find out who is after her?

Buy links: Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Apple, Kobo and Google Play

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Celebrate You’re Beautiful by Julie Arduini

Last month I shared that after a season of adversity with our teen daughter transitioning to junior high, she came up with a story to encourage girls. I promised if she kept going with it, I’d write it.

She plotted a three-book series.

You’re Beautiful is now out in eBook and print format. I love that it really is a story for girls ages 10-100. Each book centers around a mentoring ministry that features junior high girls and their mentors. In You’re Beautiful, seventh grader Hailey Atkinson and college graduate Sabrina Wayson both believe a lie about themselves. They need to surrender believing the lie to receive true freedom.

FBPartyHannah and I are going to share more about the book during our Facebook Party Thursday, February 15th, 8pm Eastern on my author page. Make sure you “like” the page and you should be set.

Not only will we be talking about the book, but we will have “surprizes,” and special guest authors Candee Fick, Kathleen E. Friesen, and Laura V. Hilton. Between Valentine’s Day and my main contemporary romance genre, I wanted to feature authors who are known for these things. If you don’t know them, they are super-talented authors.

Also, You’re Beautiful will be a free eBook this weekend, Friday, February 16-Sunday, February 18th. We want to see our message go global, so please grab a copy and tell your friends.

We look forward to seeing you at the party!

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My Own Occam’s Razor by Hannah Alexander

In the 13th century, a friar by the name of William Ockham proposed that the simplest answer to a problem was most likely the best. This was something Mel and I discovered the hard way this morning.

Something happened to me that had never happened since I purchased this MacBook Air. I began to lose my screen. It kept going dark, then brightening, then darkening again. Some people might deduce that, due to the title of this page, I immediately guessed the most likely answer to my problem and fixed it. Those people would be wrong–and if you know me, you would not have considered that in the first place because I do everything the hard way and everyone who knows me knows that about me.

So I told Mel about the problem. He also has the tendency to expect the worst. We started looking for Apple shops nearby. We live in the middle of the Nebraska Panhandle, where the closest Walmart is 40 miles away, so the closest Apple store is Denver. That’s three hours away in good traffic–far longer in bad. Also, we had trouble finding places with decent ratings.

So Mel got into the disk utilities and tried to do a disk repair. But it said everything was fine. After spending an hour or so seeking repair services, Mel finally pushed a key on the keyboard. It was the “brighten” key. And lo and behold, the darkness parted and the light showed us a screen!

Surprise!

So my wonderful, brilliant husband did fix my computer for me–I don’t care if it was a simple fix because I certainly hadn’t found it. I will next time, but the first time even the simplest of problems arise, I always expect the worst. Many of us do, don’t we? Mind you, I still do not remember pressing those keys. I never have before. Why start now? I did leave the laptop open last night, so one of the cats could have walked over the keys. It’s still a mystery, but the issue has been fixed and for now I’m back in business.

May all your issues be simple ones that can be easily fixed in a timely manner.

 

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What? Me, worry?

 

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By Nancy J. Farrier

What is it about worry that creeps up and grabs me by the throat before I’m even aware of its presence? I know I should ignore this emotion. I know I should be strong. I know this is an attack. Or is it?

 

I’ve heard people say worry is a sin, but I’m not sure I agree. I believe worry can become a sin, depending on what you choose to do. Scripture tells me not to worry about my life, my food or drink, my body (What?! Not worry about my weight?), my clothes, tomorrow, or what to say. (Mt. 6:25,28; 10:19; 13:11)

 

So, what do I do when my child is driving on a busy freeway alone for the first time? What about when a friend, or family member, is waiting to hear about a biopsy? When losing a home? When money is running low and there is nothing to eat in the house? When someone I love has been arrested? When life is uncertain as it so often is?

 

I am facing uncertainty in my life right now, and I thought I had everything covered. I prayed about the future. My heart and mind were at peace. But, peace can evaporate in an instant. A word, or question from a well-meaning friend, can resurface those concerns. (Because we don’t want to label them worries and concerns sounds so much better. Right?)

 

A couple of Sundays past, I showed up early to practice with the worship team. Between the time we finished and the start of the first worship service, I had about thirty or forty minutes, so I went for a walk in the neighborhood. I like to do this and pray for the people I don’t know. Pray their day will be blessed. Pray they will think on the Lord. Pray they will choose to go to church.

 

As I walked, one of my big concerns rose up and grabbed me. We are moving. Moving where there will be no close church I want to attend. My ministry opportunities are ending where I’m at. Does God still want to use me? Where will I fit in? What will I do? Who will I find for fellowship?

 

That may seem like a stupid concern. Of course, God still wants to use me. He provides all I need, including fellowship. I know that in my heart, but my head still worries if I’m not careful. So, as I walked, I prayed. Prayed about the future ministry God has for me. He doesn’t have to fill me in now, but I needed some peace and affirmation that He’s got this. Within moments, I had the calm I sought.

 

I sat out during out first service, but when I came in toward the end to be ready for the last worship song, the Pastor was finishing his message on using your gifts God has given you. During second service I heard the whole message. How God wants to use you if you surrender to Him. He will show you what he wants you to do. You don’t have to worry, simply be there for Him.

 

The next evening, I had an online board meeting with a Christian writers group. Before the meeting began the new President wanted to read a short devotion and pray. Her devotion topic—using the gifts God has given you.

 

Yes, Lord, I hear You. You’ve got this and I have no need to worry about what is ahead. No need to worry or be concerned. I’m taking a deep breath and forging ahead with Him leading the way.

 

So, when does worry become a sin? Phil. 4:6 tells the answer. When I worry, I have a choice to let that emotion take control and lead to anxiety, or I can pray. It’s that simple. When I pray and tell god my concerns, He will give me peace beyond what I can understand. Through that prayer, my heart and mind are guarded against the enemy. (Phil. 4:7)

 

My belief is that worry isn’t always an attack of the enemy, but sometimes God allows concerns so I will be drawn to seek Him out. When worry creeps up and grabs me by the throat, I simply pray, trusting God will get me through. And He does. Every time.

 

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Phil. 4:6,7 NKJV

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