I started writing this novel in 1993 as we were moving away from South Carolina. It was a way to cope with the separation from close friends. It is an unbelievable heady feeling completing a project you have been working on as long as I have been working on Sephina's novel. There is still a lot of editing to be done but all the parts now match up. Sephina has weathered the storm and the many years of neglect from me. I am grateful to all the people who have encouraged me along the way including and especially the Lord for sending me little nudges when I wanted to give it all up. Now all the other stories (and there are many) can get some equal time.
Tuesday, August 22, 2017
Thursday, May 18, 2017
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Written for Writer’s Cramp 5/16/2017 Prompt; end story with She never questioned the cat again.
1,000 words or less.
Zoey
The purring woke Sarah. A tail lashed across her peripheral
vision. She groaned as she turned her head to look at the clock on her night
stand. It read 5:39am and her eyes snapped shut.
“Why must you wake me at this ungodly hour, you mangy bag of
bones?”
A head butted against her face and rubbed across her cheek.
A plaintive meow rang in her ear.
“I’m up, I’m up, don’t you see?” Sarah pushed herself up and
swung her legs off the side of the bed. She braced herself with hands on either
side of her hips and head drooped.
A warm soft body snaked its way between her arm and side and
perched on her lap. Another meow sent warm putrid breath into her face.
“Oh for the love of all that’s holy, what have you been
eating? Seriously?”
She stood and the cat landed softly on the floor and wove
itself between her legs.
Sarah shuffled into the living room and pushed open the
sliding glass door wide enough for the slim feline body to slip through.
“Is this a pee emergency or a tryst with that Tom down the
street.? He knows you’re fixed right?” She quipped as she slid the door back
into place.
The coffee maker on the counter blinked. It wouldn’t start brewing
for another hour and a half. Sarah moved to the couch and curled up waiting for
the inevitable meowing at the door when Zoey was finished with her business.
Whatever it was.
The smell of coffee woke her and she felt the moment of
disorientation as she looked around for Zoey. A stab of guilt propelled her to
her feet and the sliding glass door. She expected to be greeted with a
reproachful look but instead she felt a tiny little panic when she didn’t see
the cat.
The door slid opened easily and Sarah stepped out onto the
back porch.
“Zoey, Zooooo-eeeey,” she called.
The property backed up to an open field with a wooded
stretch behind. Sarah knew there were predators; hawks, owls, coyotes. Her cat
was smart and wary. She was okay. Sarah didn’t understand the hard-lump low in
her chest. Not fear or guilt just feeling a little bit anxious is all.
Sarah found Zoey trapped under a cardboard box in a vacant
lot when she was a ginger fluff of a kitten. Sarah hadn’t wanted a pet or the
responsibility that went with caring for another creature. That was two years
ago.
“Zoey, where are you?”
She left the sliding door cracked wide enough to let the cat
back in just in case. No telling what else would wander in while she got ready
for the day. A shower and a strong cup of coffee would only take a few minutes
and leave enough time for a quick look around the outside of the house before
she needed to leave. She didn’t really have an appointment or a job but she
went every day to the local café to write. It fed her creative juices to sit where
life was happening, if only at a slightly faster pace than her living room.
The blow dryer nearly drowned out the noise but Sarah gave a
sigh of relief. She walked in to the living room to close the sliding door but
Zoey beat her to it and slipped back outside.
“Zoey, what are you doing? Get back in here. I have to go.”
She followed the cat back outside, around the side of the
house and watched her cross the street.
“Get back here you crazy cat.”
Sarah could tell when
she was being ignored.
“I don’t know what you think you are doing.”
This was spoken to a tail as it disappeared around the back
of her neighbor’s house.
“Don’t make me come after you.” Sarah humphed.
She hadn’t met her new neighbors yet. A truck had pulled up
a month ago and several men had unloaded it. The family, or couple or
individual had yet to be seen.
In the moments of indecision before Sarah could cross the
street to pursue her cat, Zoey reappeared.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
A kitten hung from Zoey’s mouth.
“Put that back right now.” Sarah commanded with one hand on
her hip the other pointing at the house across the street.
“You and I both know that can’t possibly be yours.”
Zoey didn’t even glance in Sarah’s direction. She was a cat
on a mission. Sarah followed her back around the house, watched her slip
through the door and then reappear sans kitten.
“Oh, no, no, no.” Sarah stepped back through the door,
peered over the back of her couch and three little faces turned in unison to
look at her.
“Oh, for the love of Mike.”
“No, the name is John actually.”
Sarah squeaked as she turned to face the man standing at her
back door.
“I’m your new neighbor.” He put his hand through the opened
doorway and Sarah stared at it and him in confusion. He was tall, dark and
handsome, in fact he was a cliché.
Sarah caught her breath and a voice she had never heard come
out of her mouth before said, “Hi, I’m Sarah.”
“I think your cat is stealing my kittens.”
As if in response Zoey sauntered between his legs and into
the house carrying another kitten.
“Their mother died a few days ago.”
“I’m sorry.” Sarah watched Zoey deposit the latest kitten
beside its siblings.
“They are just old enough to take milk from a bowl.”
“That’s good.”
Zoey wound her way past Sarah and headed back out the door.
Sarah opened her mouth to try to stop her cat.
“Don’t worry,” John interrupted, “there’s only one more.”
He smiled and she felt her knees go weak.
She never questioned
the cat again
Monday, April 11, 2016
Hallelujah Chapter 29 is finished
It has been a long few years since I have written consistently on any of my projects. I now have a wonderful new motivation. Not only are my husband and family pushing me along but I also have joined a Novelist Critiquing Group here in Wichita. They are nine pairs of new eyes looking at Sephina's story. My daughter-in-law Tracy has been working on a book with her dad and has also voluteered to read through what I have written so far on (surely destined to be renamed) Heir Apparent. I have set a goal to write 500 words a day at least 5 days a week. Life does get in the way alot but I have made amazing progress keeping this goal in mind in the past few months. Any of you who know me know I love, love, love to read and I also love to write. My characters are chomping at the bit to get there stories told. The funnest part of writing is when the characters take over a scene and I am surprised at what happens
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Books I read in 2015
Defining the Wind
by Scott Huler-The history of Beuford Scale. I took a work shop from Scott at
the Tennessee Mountain Writer’s Workshop in 2014. He was a line editor and
found the Beuford Scale of wind in his dictionary and the poetical language in
it intrigued him. He began his search for the origin of the scale. Very
engaging.
Babes in the Woods
by Lillian O’Donnell-Flo is a fading dancer at 39. Still beautiful but knows
her career is fading. She meets Wally one night at her club. He woos and weds
her. Flo has drawn her own conclusions as to the state of Wally’s finances and
so is gravely disappointed when she realizes all the money they have is tied up
in a trust fund for his children. She knew about the kids. She buckles down to
her new life. The nine year old runs out in front of a car and is killed, the
seven yr old dies of heart failure after a round of pneumonia and the dying
continues. I got this book at a library sale and bought it because I remember
my mom and her sisters singing ‘Babes in the Woods’ when I was little. Well
written, my only beef was no one seemed too sad about the kids dying.
The War that Saved
My Life by Kimberly Brubaker Bradley-10 yr old Ada had never left her apartment.
Her mother was too humiliated for anyone to see her crippled daughter with the
twisted foot. When Ada’s younger brother Jamie is going to be shipped out of
London because of the emanate threat of the German’s bombing Ada sneaks out to
go with him. Leaving the humiliation and terror she has lived with all her life.
Susan Smith is still grieving after three years for her dearest friend Becky so
doesn’t want to take any children in. Ada learns to ride a horse among other
things. This is a wonderful book about the horrors of war and the healing from
abuse. Loved it.
The Selection
by Kiera Cass-Think of it as a cross between the Twilight love triangle, Hunger
Games Dystopia (but milder) and the reality show, ‘The Bachelor’. It was a
light easy read but not engaging enough for me to read the other two in the
series.
Serephina
by Rachel Hartman-Seraphina lives in a world of humans and dragons but dragons
can take on the shape of humans. They have lived in peace for 40 years.
Seraphina has a secret that could put herself and those she loves in danger.
Nice world building, nicely written, there were sometimes where we got a lot of
information and not adequate explanation like all the Saints. But I enjoyed it
enough that I am looking forward to the sequel coming out in March.
Bratt Farrer
by Josephine Tey-Bratt is an orphan who bares a striking resemblance to Simon
Ashby whose twin brother and heir to the Ashby fortune disappeared when he was
13 yrs old. It was presumed he drowned himself after his parent’s death. Bratt
is schooled by a close family friend to enter the Ashby Family as the long lost
Patrick Ashby. Then old secrets start to emerge until the final culminating
reveal. Wonderful read, recommended by the same author (Ann Patchet) that
recommended some other mysteries.
The False Prince
by Jennifer A Nielsen-Sage is an orphan living on the streets to help provide
food for the orphanage he stays at. One day the head mistress sells him to a
noble of the royal court. He is joined by other boys about his same age and
basic looks. Sage discovers that they plan to train one of these boys to
impersonate the long lost prince. Really a fun read. There are two more books
in this series. We’ll see if I read them.
The Gifts of
Imperfection by Brene Brown-This is the book Joe gave me for Christmas.
It is a book about how to live wholeheartedly and secrets of those who do.
It’s a wonderful book.
Visitors
by Orson Scott Card-The final book in this trilogy starting with Pathfinder. I
listened to them all on Audible with voices of Kirby Heyborne, Emily Rankin(OSC
daughter) and Stefan Rudnski. I loved listening to it. It was a lot, a lot of
discussing the ramifications of time travel and causality. Still in all it was
an extremely satisfying conclusion.
And There Was
Light by Jacues Lusseyran-The story of a boy blinded at eight years old
who went on to become one of the leading French Resistance fighters in occupied
France during WWII. The end was very harrowing as he was finally captured and
spent 15 months in Buchenwald. How he found the light within himself to
overcome adversity and reach his full potential. (John and I read it together)
Mrs. Mike
by Benedict and Nancy Freedman-Wonderful classic story of a 16 yr old girl who
meets a Canadian Mounty while visiting
her uncle to recuperate from an illness. She falls in love with the Mounty and
travels up to one of the remotest post in Canada where she is the only white
woman. I loved it. Another similar book is called Tisha by Robert
Specht.
With This Ring
by Carla Kelly-Tender Regency. Lydia is over shadowed by her younger and much
more beautiful sister, Kitty. In fact she is verbally, emotionally and
physically abused by her mother. She comes into her own when she decides to
volunteer at a field hospital. That’s where she meets Major Sam Reed who won’t
leave his men to insure they are properly cared for.
Sojourn by
RA Salvatore-the final book in the Drizzt D’Urden series. He is a self exiled
dark elf of the Under Dark Menzobarenzah.( I just love saying the names of the
characters and places.) Now he must find a place for himself on the surface.
Salvatore is the master of the action adventure. I really enjoyed these.
Listened to them all on Audible.
White Cat
by Holly Black-Cassell lives in a family of curse workers which is extremely
illegal. Anything from doing physical harm with just a touch, to the ability
change or erase memory and even cause death. They are also a family of
con-artists and thieves. Then Cassell starts sleep walking and dreaming of a
white cat. Shannon Hale and Mette Ivie
Harrison both recommended this book.
The Boy on the
Wooden Box by Leon Leyson w/ Mardyn V. Harrison and Elizabeth B
Leyson-Leb Lejzon is one of the survivors on Schindler’s List. This is a
harrowing story of being a Polish Jew through WWII and how Leib’s family
survived because of Oskar Schindler. It was amazing how Schindler convinced the
German’s that Leib’s family were all master machinists even though Leib had to
stand on a wooden box to reach the machine. Heart wrenching.
The Peculiar
by Stefan Bachman-A cataclysm has opened a door between the real world and
faerie. Children born of the mix of these two races are immediately hung if
found in public. Now their bodies are being found floating in the river as just
hallowed out husks. Bartholomew must find a way to save he and his sister with
the help of unlikely hero Mr. Jelliby.
Hopscotch
by Brian Garfield-Kendig is bored from his retirement with the Agency. It is
the end of an era, the espionage business is changing and Kendig is from the
old school. So he decides to go out with a bang. Match is skills and wit with
the up and coming. John and I loved the edited version of this movie. The book
was wonderful.
Secret Keeper
by Kate Morgan-Laurel returns home for her mother’s 90th birthday.
Now 60 with a successful acting career Laurel wants to unravel the mystery of
why her mother plunged a knife into a strange man’s chest in their back yard
while Laurel looked on from the tree house where she had been napping. I love
her stories.
Old Testament-This
was my first time to read it all the way straight through every word. I found
wonderful treasures of knowledge and prophesy of the coming of Christ and the
second coming of Christ. I also learned more about the great prophets like Moses,
Joseph, Abraham, Jacob and Daniel.
Wolf Brother
by Michelle Paver-I read this book before but I loved listening to it. Ian
McKellon (Gandolf) reads it and it’s just like sitting in the Shire and
listening to Gandolf fill the heads of all Hobbiton with stories. It was
magical.
The Black Angel
by Cornell Woolrich-A panic stricken young wife races against time to prove
that her convicted husband did not kill his mistress. She makes a journey
through the darker side of life. It’s wonderful and very suspenseful.
The Scavenger’s
Daughters by Kay Bratt-Benfu survived torture and imprisonment during
China’s Cultural Revolution. He escapes with help and ends up behind the home
of Calla Lily. They marry and he supports his family by scavenging through
trash and then reselling it. One of the things that the Chinese discard is less
desirable girl babies. Their lives are dedicated to raising these discarded
girls but now they are old. What will become of their still large family if
Benfu can no longer provide for them? Wonderful, wonderful story!!
Dad is Fat
by Jim Gaffigan-Audible, I love his stand up. This wasn’t quite as funny
but it was interesting to hear how he
raises his kids in a five story walk apartment in NYC and their life when he is
on the road.
Prisoner’s Base
by Rex Stout-A Nero Wolf Mystery. Nero Wolf is an eccentric who solves murders
through deduction with the help of his delightful side-kick Archie Goodwin.
My Father’s Dragon
by Ruth Stiles Gannet-A very cute nonsense tale. An island of animals has captured
a baby dragon and now is using it as a ferry across the river. A boy sets out
to rescue the baby dragon.
The Sweetness at
the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley-Flavia is an eleven year old
chemist who specializes in poisons. Set in 1950 England. Her mother disappeared
during an expedition 10 years ago. Her Father has kind of checked out. All he
thinks about is his stamps. Then Flavia finds a man dying in the cucumber patch
in the middle of the night.
They Came to
Bagdad by Agatha Christie-This was on a must read book list. It was
full of international intrigue. One of Christie’s best. Lots of plot twists.
Their Eyes Were
Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston-Beautiful piece of prose. At one
point I struggled through the dialogue which was written in the vernacular, but
the story telling was very strong and it was lovely to watch Jamie finally find
true love and herself with Tea Cake. Zora wrote this in seven weeks on a visit
to Haiti in 1937. It is a classic in the truest form.
Maisie Dobbs
by Jacueline Windspear- A wonderful debut novel set in post WWI England. Maisie
Dobbs has a brilliant and insatiably curious mind. Through a mentor she gets to
go to good schools and eventually to Cambridge. WWI hits and she becomes a
field nurse. Now the war is over and she becomes a private detective. Wonderful
Book. Looking forward to whole series.
American Sniper
by Chris Kyle-John and I read this together. I did some heavy editing because
of language while I was reading. Chris Kyle attended Midlothian High School and
would come back and speak to the graduating class each year he was state side.
Cristin got to hear him the year before he was killed.
Birds of a Feather
by Jacqueline Windspeare-The second Maisie Dobbs book. Maisie is hired by a
wealthy business man to find his 32 yr old daughter who has run away from home.
This seemingly simple assignment becomes meshed in with the murder of three
young women. Every enjoyable.
Silver in the
Blood by Jessica Day George-love the author kind of luke warm about
this book.
The Snow Child
by Eowyn Ivey-Based on the Russian Fairy Tale by the same name. Eowyn sets her
tale in the Alaskan wilderness in the 1920’s. Jack and Mabel have fled their
life in Pennsylvania because Mabel is 50 and though she has miscarried she has
never had a child of her own. The beginning is very grim, as the two of them
wallow in their grief in their own way. Then they build a girl out of snow.
Beautifully told.
The Alchemist
by Michael Scott-First in his series. Wonderful fantasy novel.
Beekeeper’s Apprentice
by Laurie R King-Mary Russell meets a seemingly retired Sherlock Holmes and
this 14 yr old is as quick witted as the 50 yr old Holmes. Thus begins a life
long partnership. This is the first in a series of 13 or more books pairing
Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes. Utterly delightful.
Lark Rise to
Candleford by Elizabeth Gaskell-Audible, It was beautifully narrated by
the actress who played Laura in the BBC series. So beautifully descriptive of a
life time long gone, a simple time. I loved listening to this.
The Magician
by Michael Scott-More adventures for Sophie and her brother Josh with Nicholas
Flamel. Sophie is coming into her powers and Josh is feeling left out. It is
his turned to have his powers awakened.
The Night Circus
by Erin Morgenstein-A magical duel set in a mystical Night Circus by two old
wizards who have been setting their prodigies against each other in a duel to
the death for years. But Celia and Marcus fall in love before they discover the
terrible secret that only one of them will come out of this duel alive. Quite
lovely.
Witherwood
by Obert Skye(Robert Smith)-Two naughty children are dropped off at the gates
of Witherwood Reform School to teach them a lesson. Their father has an
accident before he can turn around to come get them. Witherwood has a secret.
The Lark and the
Sparrow by Janette Okie-Two sisters, the oldest lives under the shadow
of the younger sister’s beauty and good nature. The older sister is determined
to be the antithesis of her younger sister. She dresses severely and is cold and meticulous. But love finds
her in the end.
Far Far Away
by Tom McNeal-Jeremy Johnson Johnson can hear voices but specifically one
voice, the ghost of Jacob Grimm the co-author of the Grimm Fairy Tales.
Suddenly Jacob is living one of his own fairy tales as an observer and things
do get rather Grimm. Dark but delightful.
A Long Fatal Love
Chase by Louisa May Alcott-A Gothic romance published posthumously. The
title kind gives the ending away. It was a wonderful page turner and her
writing is amazing as always.
The Light Between
Oceans by ML Stedman-Tom loves the peace and routine of being a
lighthouse keeper after surviving the Western Front. He meets Isabel on one of
his leaves and they marry. After losing several babies one washes up on the
shore of their little island in a row boat with a dead man. Their joy has a
terrible cost. Very heart wrenching.
The Cater Street
Hangman by Ann Perry- I love Ann Perry’s Mysteries. This was her first
in the Thomas Pitt and Charlotte Ellison series. Someone is garroting young
women in a proper Victorian neighborhood.
Crescendo
by Becca Fitzpatrick-2nd book in the Hush, Hush (Fallen Angels)
series. Patch and Nora.
New Testament-So
my goal was to read the whole Bible in two years and I achieved my goal. I have
read the NT several times but this was my first time to read the whole (every
word)thing. One of the thoughts I had as
I read the New Testament is how little we have of the Saviors life. How
precious are those things we do have. It was brought home to me again that
Jesus brother James wrote those famous words that lead to the restoration of
the gospel. James 1:5
An Astronauts
Guide to Life on Earth: “What going to space taught me about ingenuity,
determination and being prepared for anything” by Chris Hadfield-Chris Hadfield
sprinkles his journey to becoming the first Canadian Astronaut to get accepted
into the NASA program and his time in space liberally with life lessons. It was
a wonderful book. I love it so much I gave a copy to all my kids for Christmas.
The Haunting of
Lamb House by Joan Aiken-A ghost story of sorts.
I read about 78 books this year. I didn't post all of them.
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Yes, we're moving......again.
Kansas
You may not believe me
when I tell you this tale,
But today I got ruby slippers
in a package in the mail.
There was no return address,
just a postmark at the top,
From a little town in Kansas,
not even a whistle stop.
A town I’d never heard of,
in the middle of the state,
Halstead, north of Wichita
on the map at any rate.
Situated along the
when I tell you this tale,
But today I got ruby slippers
in a package in the mail.
There was no return address,
just a postmark at the top,
From a little town in Kansas,
not even a whistle stop.
A town I’d never heard of,
in the middle of the state,
Halstead, north of Wichita
on the map at any rate.
Situated along the
Little
Arkansas River bank.
I wondered who had sent the shoes,
I wondered who had sent the shoes,
wondered who to thank.
I took them from the package,
watched them sparkle in the sun.
I slipped on the right shoe.
It fit like a holster fits a gun.
I pointed my toe and
swung the heel from left to right.
It glimmered and it gleamed,
it was such a pretty sight.
In the second shoe
I found something kind of odd.
A little note all crumpled up
in a small tight wad.
It wasn’t something cryptic,
not words to make you roam.
Just these five simple words,
“There’s no place like home.”
I probably should not
have said the words aloud,
As I clicked my heels together,
so smartly and so proud.
For suddenly the rolling hills
of Tennessee were replaced
With the flat plains of Kansas
and wide open space.
So if you want to visit me,
I’m in the Sunflower State.
If you’re thinking about a visit
please do not hesitate.
I can’t promise that I’ll be here
when you come, because . . .
A tornado may come along
and carry me off to OZ.
I took them from the package,
watched them sparkle in the sun.
I slipped on the right shoe.
It fit like a holster fits a gun.
I pointed my toe and
swung the heel from left to right.
It glimmered and it gleamed,
it was such a pretty sight.
In the second shoe
I found something kind of odd.
A little note all crumpled up
in a small tight wad.
It wasn’t something cryptic,
not words to make you roam.
Just these five simple words,
“There’s no place like home.”
I probably should not
have said the words aloud,
As I clicked my heels together,
so smartly and so proud.
For suddenly the rolling hills
of Tennessee were replaced
With the flat plains of Kansas
and wide open space.
So if you want to visit me,
I’m in the Sunflower State.
If you’re thinking about a visit
please do not hesitate.
I can’t promise that I’ll be here
when you come, because . . .
A tornado may come along
and carry me off to OZ.
August 31, 2015
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Books I Read in
2014
Eggs by Jerry Spinelli. David is
not dealing with the loss of his mother very well. She slipped on a wet floor
and fell down some stairs breaking her neck. Now if can only obey the rules
perfectly she may return and they will see that sunset together. He hasn’t seen
a sunset since her death.
Primrose lives in an abandoned car out in her
front yard. Her mother tells fortunes always the same one. You will have a long
and happy life. Primrose moved out to have her own space. The two meet and help each other heal. It was
delightful.
As You Are
by Sarah M Eden. A lovely Regency
Romance by an LDS author.
Servant: The Dark God, Book One
by John Brown. I have enjoyed John Brown’s writing advice on his web page. I
bought this book when it first came out through TOR. I only read a couple of
chapter and then put it down. He has since decided to publish his own book. So
edits and rewrites later and “Servant of a Dark God” becomes “Servant: The Dark
God, Book One”
I think I’m getting
too old for High Fantasy. It just seemed to stress me out. The writing is good
and the world building is solid. I just felt like even though good triumphed
over evil in the end that all the problems that were facing them before were mostly still there at the end.
I really
wanted to like it because he is and LDS author and a student of Orson Scott
Card’s writer’s workshop.
Ruins by Orson Scott Card. The
story continues in the second installment of the Pathfinders series. Rig, Umbo,
Param, Olivenco and Loaf (I love those names by the way) have made it through
the wallfold. The ships are coming from earth to destroy Garden and they have
to determine why so they can stop it.
I’m not in
love with this series there is a lot of explaining about the repercussion of
time travel and the ethics of it…a lot of explaining. I find myself oddly
anxious to know when the third and final installment will come out. I am
listening to the audio version and love the narrators.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane
by Neil Gaiman. Very short novel less than a 180 pages. A man comes home for his father’s funeral and
goes back to the place he grew up. He goes down to the end of the land and
remembers.
A YA Fantasy
with some major adult themes; suicide, child abuse, infidelity.
Lettie, her
mother and grandmother are the funnest part of this book.
The Adventures of Sir Lancelot the Great
by Gerald Morris. I have all his King Arthur and his round table tales. This one was full of laughs. I recommend them
all for King Arthur fan. Written for
ages 8-12.
Spellbound compiled by Diana
Wynn Jones. A complication of Fantasy stories by the literary greats such as
Eva Ibbotson, L. Frank Baum, E. Nesbit, Andrew Lang, Andre Norton, Joan Aiken,
CS Lewis, Rudyard Kipling and Patricia C Wrede. Experpts from some novels and
others as standalone stories. Wrapped up with a story called “What the Cat Told
Me” by Diane Wynn Jones. Very Fun read.
Autobiography of Parley P Pratt
One of the greatest later day missionaries, tells his story and we see the
early days of the restoration through his experiences. His life is full of
service, trials and tribulation. He was also a journalist and a poet. Many of
our later day hymns have him as their author. Through all his trials he had an
unwavering testimony of the restoration of Christ’s true Church on the earth
for the final time.
He sealed
his testimony with his blood. He was a martyr for the cause.
A very
powerful read and testimony builder. Loved it. Was a book club pick.
Sarah by Orson Scott Card. This
is the wonderful story of Sarai and Abram fleshed out for us by OSC. He weaves
together all the stories from the Bible and gives us a look into the heart of
this remarkable woman.
We watch her
change and grow into the wonderful matriarch of Abram’s Kingdom. We feel her
softening as she see’s the promises made to Abraham go unfulfilled because of
her barreness. Beautifully written. I am reading the OT so want to read this
trilogy along with it.
Mazerunner by James Dashner.
Sorry I hated it. All the characters have amnesia. The characters are not very
well realized the premise wears very thin. I stuck it out because he is an LDS
author and they are making a movie from it. I may stand alone in my opinion and
it is just my opinion but I will not read the rest of the series.
Gossamer by Lois Lowry. I love,
love, loved this book. Littlest One is the newest dream giver and she is in
training. She is very curious, loves to dance about, wonders what exactly they
are and sucks her thumb.
It’s the
Littlest’s story but also the story of the 70-yr-old woman who takes in a young
angry boy as a foster parent.
It was wonderfu
to watch Littlest grow and learn and to watch the old woman and the boy heal.
Lois Lowry
is a wonderful writer.
Heaven is for Real by Todd Burpo
with Lynn Vincent. Very sweet story of a minister and his family in small town
(Imperial) Nebraska. After many personal adversities; broken leg, kidney
stones, lumpectomy the final straw was their nearly four-year-old almost dying
from a bust appendix.
Then the
story unfolds as they have those childhood talks with their son and he begins
to reveal his near death experience of going to Heaven. Wonderful book. Very
life affirming and a great faith builder.
More Adventures of the Great Brain
by John D Fitzgerald. TD and JD are up to more adventure. TD or Tom has the
mind of a con artist though he is only eleven years old. His parents take away
the new bicycle he just got for Christmas until he uses his great brain to turn
an illiterate tomboy into an educated young lady. As always these stories are
so fun to read.
Far World – Water Keep by J.
Scott Savage. Another LDS writer. This was good enough that I look forward to
the sequels (3 more).
Marcus has
been handicapped from birth and wheelchair bound. Found abandoned as a baby a
Priest saved him but now he goes from one school to the next.
But somehow
he has skills he doesn’t understand. He can make himself seem invisible to
others and get hints of danger.
Kyja lives
on a world where everyone has magic but her until because of some bond between
them she pulls Marcus to her world. So the adventure begins. I liked it.
Rebekah by Orson Scott Card. The
telling of the story of Rebekah and Isaac. OSC is a wonderful story teller. I
often wondered how the real Rebekah and Isaac felt about OSC depiction of them.
Rebekah is strong willed but beautiful and Isaac never feels like he measures
up to Ishmael. Stayed up most of the night reading it.
Bear in the Back Seat I & II
Adventures of a Wildlife Ranger in the Great Smokey Mountains by Carolyn Jordan
and Kim Delozier. These are the real experiences of Kim Delozier who was a park
ranger in the Great Smokey Mountains for 32 years. It was a wonderful read.
Wonder by RJ Palacio. August
Pullman is a 10-yr-old boy with a severe facial deformity. He has been
homeschooled until now. He is entering a school for the fifth grade. This story
is told in several people's POV as we watch Auggie struggle with prejudice of
people put off by his face and watch how being his friend changes those around him.
It was a wonderful read.
Fair Weather by Richard Peck.
Another gem by Mr. Peck. Lottie, Rosie and Buster get to leave the farm to go
visit their Aunt in Chicago to see the World’s Fair. Grandpa tags along with
Tip his dog. This trip will change all their lives in unexpected ways. I love
Richard Peck’s stories.
Homeland & Exile by RA
Salvator. I got these two books on Audio and listened to them while I worked on
my quilt. Jeanie Phillips and Tracy Blankenship both highly recommended this
whole series. They were both right Driz D’Urden is wonderful protagonist. A
moral man living in an amoral society. A dark elf with ebony skin and snow
white hair. The underdark was a great world with so many amazing creatures.
This is a great High Fantasy.
Once We were Kings by Ian
Alexander. Nice read, not perfectly crafted but kept my interest. Sometimes if
felt like the pace was a little break neck.
The Longest Tunnel by Alan
Burgess. The True story of the Great Escape from Stalag Liff III of RAF, USAF,
Canadian AF and other countries pilot and plane crew that were shot down over
enemy territory and sent to POW camps. Their main job was to try to escape and
cause resources to be used to find them or to escape. This is the story of the
longest Tunnel that was dug and the 76 men that escaped. It even takes you to
post war Germany and the rounding up of the members of Gestapo who murdered 50
of those officers who escaped. Very well written, truly fascinating. I gave
this to Joe and Ryan for our Christmas book exchange along with the movie, “The
Great Escape.”
East by Edith Pattou. Retelling
of the fairy tale, “East of the Sun, West of the Moon.” Easy read, she adds a
lot of flavor with the strong superstitions of the MC’s mother. Also instead of
the four winds carrying Rose on her journey, we have actual people who help her
who represent the four winds. Nicely done! Great research so story is well
fleshed out.
Royal Airs by Sharon Shinn. Once
again Sharon Shinn creates a wonderful world peopled by people with elemental
magic. Josetta is a princess of one of the five families but is far enough from
the throne that she works in the slums to bring relief to the poor. Her sister
ends up in the slums rescued by Rafe a professional card player. He is
different than anyone Josetta has met. He does not seem to have any elemental
blessings. When Rafe is attacked they soon realize the past he has forgotten
may not only endanger their budding relationship but their very lives. Wonderful.about 25 books read this year.
Monday, March 17, 2014
Ski Date
It was a date, not our first one though,
He thought it would be fun in the ice and snow.
I’d never skied, never put on a ski boot,
Never rode the tram, never skied down a chute.
He would show me how, it would be such fun.
I turned and asked, “Is there a bunny run?”
“You will be okay I’ll stay by your side.”
My first heart attack came on the tram ride.
“Keep your toes pointed in, it’s called a snow plow
Just lift off the seat, oh, wait, steady now!”
Yes, of course I biffed it right off the tram
And my falling caused a big traffic jam.
He helped me get up and brushed off the snow.
I felt like a two-year-old as he took me in tow.
He checked my bindings, my ski poles and boot.
He led me over to the easiest downhill route.
The first run I wrapped my arms around his waist.
We were going to go slow no need for haste.
His skiis on the outside mine in the middle
We looked like the punch line from some silly riddle.
Snow plowing as we traveled at a turtle’s pace,
We’d have come in dead last if it were a race.
I felt a great triumph as we slid to a stop,
Then I remembered the tram ride back up to the top.
This time my exit was one filled with grace.
Well actually, I was glad I didn’t land on my face.
The second run, I was the one that led
His hands on my waist, my cheeks blazing red.
The pace picked up but not by a lot.
I was keeping my skis in the position I aught
He had words of encouragement as I zigged down the hill
His quick reaction saved me from a fall or a spill.
The triumph I felt as I finished the run
The snow and the ice could actually be fun.
Back to top for a third go around
I jumped off the lift my skis hit the ground
It was time for this little bird to finally leave the nest
I was going to ski solo just like all the rest
I felt my legs get that deep muscle burn
The edge of my skis made the fresh white snow churn
My confidence grew and I looked all around.
My date was skiing backwards and then turned with a bound,
He pivoted and swerved on one ski then both.
I plowed along at the pace of a sloth.
Then a five-year-old schussed passed me in a blur
Next came a one-legged skier in a jacket of fur
My date’s movements as he skied
by my side
Was freaking ballet, I don’t mean to deride,
I pick up the pace the humiliation growing.
I’m pushing my skills so I’ll make a good showing.
I hit a mogul and I’m catching air
My arms are pin wheeling I look everywhere
I land, then I tumble my ski poles take flight
My glove has come off, my hat lost to sight,
My one ski proceeded me down the snow trail,
In kind skiing terms it’s called a yard sale.
I hobbled my way down the rest of the slope
I felt like an idiot, I looked like a dope.
Can you have fun in the ice and the snow?
Don’t ask me right now I really don’t know.
(Written for the Short Shots Contest on Writing.com. Write a poem inspired by the above picture. 80 lines or less. No I didn't win but I got some good reviews.)
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