Title: Wacky Wishes
Book reviews, author interviews, thoughtful commentary with Lisa Lickel and friends
Thursday, May 16, 2013
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Title: Wacky Wishes
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Meet Linda Carroll-Bradd, author of The Ring That Binds
The Ring That Binds
By Linda Carroll-Bradd
Linda, what do you love about this book?
I love the small personal feel to this story that
contains fewer than ten characters.
In The Ring
That Binds (a western historical novella that spent 7 weeks on Kindle Top
100 western romance list), a widowed seamstress Celina strives to earn enough
money to provide a happy Christmas for her 4-year old daughter, Keena. Co-owner
of the general store, Mikel Toussaint has his eye on Celina and wishes for the
chance to make her life a bit easier. Mikel is an emigrant from the Basque
region of Spain. He and his older brother, Danel, arrived about four years
earlier than the story’s 1884 setting. Mikel is effusive, generous and not shy
about the fact his English is sometimes rough. He loves little Keena and slips
her treats whenever he can. The gesture he makes at the conclusion of the story
brought tears to my eyes as I wrote it.
I learned that Aspen, Colorado experienced a big
silver mining strike in the early 1880s that boomed when the railroad reached
the town in 1887 and provided the means to transport large quantities of the
ore.
What’s your best marketing tip?
Join blog hops with themes or genres that match
your book. Through the association with other authors writing similar stories,
you reach a wider audience of potential readers.
BUY LINKS
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About the author:
As a child, Linda was often found lying on her bed reading
about characters having exciting adventures in places far away. Upon reaching a
landmark birthday, she decided to write one of those romances she loved so
much. Easier said than done. Perseverance paid out and twelve years later, she
received her first call from a publisher and a confession story was published.
Now Linda writes heartwarming contemporary and historical stories with a touch
of humor, and many have a tie to her previous home of Texas.
Linda currently lives in the southern California mountains
with her husband of 34 years and their two spoiled dogs, Shiba Inu Keiko and
terrier mix Phoenix.
For more information, find Linda here:
Monday, May 13, 2013
May: Women’s Healthcare Month
A Stealth Attack
By Joanie Shawhan
Do you know the
symptoms of one of the most insidious diseases assaulting women today? I
thought I did. But despite my background in oncology nursing, I had missed a
cardinal symptom of ovarian cancer—nausea. Over the course of several months, I
had experienced a few episodes of queasiness, mistaking it for the flu.
Fleeting thoughts of ovarian cancer even crept into my mind, but I brushed them
away. This nausea is just too infrequent,
I rationalized.
During the
blackness of night, a late warning sign emerged. I rolled over on a firm
grapefruit-sized mass in my abdomen. When I pressed on the growth, stabbing
pain clutched my abdomen and sucked my breath away. I hope this is just a uterine fibroid.
My doctor agreed
that a fibroid was the most probable diagnosis, but we needed to schedule an
ultrasound. In the darkened room, the ultrasound technician shot me a glance. I
knew something was wrong. After the scan, I tucked the films under my arm and
strode into my doctor’s office. She examined the images, then spun around and
faced me. Her verdict? Ovarian cancer—the size of a cantaloupe. While she
rattled off the tests and surgery that still needed to be scheduled, I sat
numb. Words spilled over her lips, but the syllables sounded foreign and
distant. Is she talking to me?
After surgery, I
endured the ravages of chemotherapy: baldness, crushing chest pain, nausea and
brain fog. Fatigue siphoned my strength and left me winded.
My sister said, “We
have to make this fun,” and she sent me my first installment of hats. Fun?
Hats—yes. Chemotherapy—no.
But after a
while, my hair grew back with perfect summer highlights. A spring returned to
my step and the fog lifted off my mind. The anxiety that gripped my chest prior
to each follow-up appointment has dissolved into what I now dub “a social
visit.”
I won my race
against cancer.
May is Women’s Health Care month:
Do you know the symptoms of ovarian
cancer?
v
Pain
or pressure in the pelvis, abdomen or lower back
v
Abdominal
bloating or a sense of fullness
v
Nausea,
constipation, diarrhea, gas or indigestion
v
Urinary
frequency or urgency
v
Fatigue
If
you experience any of these symptoms, consult your doctor.
The
life you save? Your own.
|
Joanie Shawhan is an ovarian cancer
survivor and a registered nurse. She writes encouraging articles for women
undergoing chemotherapy and is available for speaking engagements. Publishing
credits include Coping
with Cancer magazine and God Still
Meets Needs. When not writing or
attending book club, Joanie enjoys designing jewelry, knitting, and playing
guitar. Website: http://joanieshawhan.com/.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Book Review: When Love Calls by Lorna Seilstad
When Love Calls
By Lorna Seilstad
Historical romance
Revel, a division of Baker Publishing Group
May 2013
ISBN 9780800721817
Paper: 14.99
From the publisher:
Hannah Gregory is a good many things, but that list does
not include following rules. So when she must apply for a job as a switchboard
operator to support her two sisters, she knows it won’t be easy. Hello Girls
must conduct themselves according to strict and often bewildering rules, which
include absolutely no consorting with gentlemen while in training.
With historical details that bring to life the exciting
first decade of the twentieth century, Lorna Seilstad weaves a charming tale of
companionship that blossoms into sweet romance.
I enjoy Lorna’s stories. So far they’ve made the end of the
nineteenth and early twentieth-century era come alive in America’s heartland—Iowa.
In this new book, When Love Calls, from the Gregory
Sisters series, Seilstad explores the world of switchboard operators on the
telephone exchange. I was especially interested since I had written about a
similar character. Readers who enjoy history, particularly the plight of
working women in the early twentieth century, will find much to appreciate
about the depth of detail the author uses to effectively create dilemma for her
wonderfully multi-layered characters.
Romances don’t leave much to the imagination, but the
journey to the church aisle is often entertaining. From the moment attorney
Lincoln Cole shows up at the recently orphaned Gregory girls’ farm to
foreclose, the reader knows Hannah is in for a fight for her heart. Having given
up law school in order to find work, independent and feisty Hannah sees an
advertisement for switchboard operators, or Hello Girls, for the Iowa exchange,
and applies for a highly-coveted training position. Not even the dire warning
that less than half of them will graduate and only a handful will succeed on
the switchboard, Hannah excels in the course, making friends and enemies along
the way. Too practical to realize a farm neighbor has been harboring a secret
crush, Hannah worries but ignores his warnings about the unrest caused by local
union activities for laborer’s rights.
Lincoln Cole, son of a senator, is pushed toward his late father’s
political aspirations. Those plans include associating with the right type of
people and marriage with the right kind of society woman, not a common
switchboard operator who associates with criminals. Lincoln realizes there is
more to life when he meets Hannah and her younger sisters, a teenage potential
hoyden, and the youngest, a dreamy schoolgirl who’s willing to help him plot
Hannah’s romantic downfall.
When Love Calls
hit nice highs and lows for all characters during this time of change, of
unrest and uncertainty. Told from multiple viewpoints, the story shows what
family devotion, faith, love, and respect should look like.
Available May 2013 at your favorite book seller from Revell,
a division of Baker Publishing Group.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Meet Mary Ball, author of Escape to Big Fork Lake
Meet
some of my new friends from the Prism Book Group, starting with Mary Ball,
author of Escape to Big Fork Lake
Mary, what do you love about Escape to Big Fork Lake?
I love that Samantha Blacker got a new start in life. How
many of us have often fantasized about starting fresh somewhere else
Bad luck seems to follow
Sam Blacker. She loses her job and faces daily struggles keeping her drunken
neighbor away from her. When an unexpected inheritance gives her a chance for a
new beginning, Sam, a city girl at heart, is hesitant. However, after a brutal
attack she has no choice. Making a decision that will forever change her life
she flees to the small fishing town of Big Fork Lake, Alabama and soon finds
herself in the arms of Noah Frye. As Sam adjusts to small town life
trouble lurks in the shadows, waiting and watching. Inescapable, Sam’s bad luck
returns when she stumbles upon a murder and becomes the only suspect.
Exciting, Mary. What one new thing did you learn during the research of this book?
What’s your best marketing tip?
Mary L. Ball lives in the North
Carolina. She writes novels and Christian articles. Her passion is weaving together
Inspirational Romantic Suspense and Mysteries, which show the imperfect lives
of everyday characters as they face hardships while discovering the real
meaning of grace. When she’s not writing she enjoys
family, the outdoors and fishing. You can visit me at
http://MaryLouwrites.weebly.com Stop by and “like” her FB page.
I discovered the beauty that lies in Alabama. (one city
I haven't visited yet)
Stay away from blue eye shadow or use it sparely.
Me: Big grin! Thanks, Mary.
Will an inheritance bring new
happiness or a trap for murder?
Monday, May 6, 2013
May 6-10: National Teacher Appreciation Week
May 6-10: National Teacher Appreciation Week
Just
Icing on the Cake
By
Hally Franz
Teachers deserve our appreciation. There are many ways my
daughter’s school commemorates National Teacher Appreciation Week, held this
year May 6-10. Parents serve themed, private, and, most importantly, long
lunches to teachers and staff, while monitoring classrooms during these
respites. Students bring in flowers to build a vibrant and bountiful spring
bouquet. Kids supply treat bags with candy bars and microwave popcorn to
satisfy afternoon blood sugar dips. You can brainstorm your own ways to show
teachers appreciation this year.
It’s wonderful to close the school year with a celebration
of teachers and their hard work, but perhaps we should view this week of
pampering as icing on the cake, a final thank you that follows a year of
appreciation and support for those educating our children each day. Here are
some ways parents can show we value teachers throughout the school year.
Partner
with Your Child’s Teacher
Fifty years ago, parents just naturally supported teachers.
Children understood that parents held the same expectations for classroom
behavior and academic performance as the teacher; there was solidarity between the
two. When parents provide that support, it means a lot to a teacher, and it
benefits kids. Not only do children clearly know what’s acceptable, they learn
to respect authority figures.
Take the
Initiative on Communication
We may have unrealistic expectations regarding
communications from teachers. Fortunately, technology in many school districts
makes it convenient to check grades, attendance and lunch accounts as often as
we like. However, it may be more difficult to get that personal conversation or
note from a teacher, especially at the secondary level. With the job of
teachers becoming more difficult each year due to larger class sizes and/or
increased state mandates, we should take time to address concerns or check-in
on things ourselves. That lets the teacher know we’re attentive and, at the
same time, we recognize the demands teachers face.
Words of
Thanks Throughout the Year
When school programs or events occur during the year,
teachers appreciate not only our attendance, but also our thanks for the extra
time they’ve spent to spotlight our children. A bit of praise or a heartfelt
compliment means a lot to these hard-working professionals.
Final
Assessment
Most teachers are genuinely devoted to their students and
the goal of educating. If we find that to be so, let’s give them our
appreciation all year long, knowing that this special week in May will be yet
another rewarding moment in a year of a job well done!
Hally Franz writes about her observations on
family, faith, parenting and people. A former high school guidance counselor
turned stay-at-home mom, Hally is a 4-H leader, and she serves as her church
secretary and a Bible class teacher. She enjoys traveling with family and
monthly book club meetings with pals.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
April 7 is No Housework Day by Robin Steinweg
Since I believe any day can be a no housework day, I offer this article.
Robin Steinweg
April 7 is International No
Housework Day
No Housework Day
By Robin Steinweg
I used to be
queen of procrastination. I abdicated that throne.
Now you can call
me Sisyphus.
That’s right—the
mythological Greek who was forced to roll a boulder uphill all day, then watch
it plunge back down at night—only to start again the next morning. And the
next, and the next.
Anyone whose
responsibilities include the daily round of family meals, dishes, laundry or
floor-care could relate to Sisyphus. A recurring nightmare might go like
this: a mountainous meatball lumbers
down the stairs toward my kitchen, spraying a trail of spaghetti sauce, grated
Parmesan and a few unruly noodles. It gains momentum. It lurches straight toward
my freshly shined sink.
“Nooooooo!”
The meatball
takes a deliberate turn. I hear its sneering tone as it threatens me, “I’ll
roll over you. You’ll be flat as a sheet.” The meatball leans over me
menacingly, looking strangely like my husband—
“Roll over,
Honey. You’re dreaming. And you’ve got the flat sheet all to yourself.”
The average
American woman scrubs her house for at least seventeen hours a week*.
That means if she lives to be eighty years old, she’ll have spent over eight years of her life cleaning house!
I’d like to slice
a sliver out of that perennial pie. April 7 is International No Housework Day.
Put down your mop
Hang the broom
Watch dust bunnies gather in
every room
Don’t let your youth just
fade away
Take time to celebrate No
Housework Day
Put off till later what needs
to be done
Cooking and housework aren’t
much fun
Take the day off. Augment
your sorrow—
Every mess, every job will
be there tomorrow
Dishes will litter each
horizontal space
Oatmeal will harden at an
alarming pace
Slog through the clutter?
You’ll be confounded
As tasks pile up with
interest compounded
Hm. That didn’t
go quite like I thought it would.
It could be that
the statistics of the average woman’s housecleaning would change in the wrong
direction. I’ve heard that an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. If
I take a day off, how many extra hours—days—months—will it take me to catch
up?
Maybe I’ll be
queen of procrastination one more time—
—and put off
celebrating No Housework Day!
*According
to a 2008 study by the University of Michigan.
Robin Steinweg finds life sweet in the
middle of writing, teaching music students, caring for aging parents, adjusting
to having adult children, and nudging life and home to a state of order. She,
her husband and sons live near Madison, Wisconsin.
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