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Appalachian Thursday–When there’s a need
Our little, mountain church got word not long ago that some missionary friends on the far side of the world need a van. The old one gave up the ghost and transportation is important. There were probably folks who thought about sending a few dollars, doing what they...
Embrace the Awkwardness
I participated in the Asheville Christian Writers' Conference over the weekend. One conferee asked me how to gracefully exit a 15-minute appointment. If you aren't familiar here's how the 15-minute appointment to pitch or share about your writing often goes: You wait...
Appalachian Thursday–Signs of Spring?
Every year a few hardy daffodils jump the gun and bloom in February. Every year we act surprised. Somehow it seems too soon, but I've looked back at notes from five years ago and this is nothing new. Every February the daffodils unfurl seemingly fragile yellow petals....
An Unconventional Valentine
Life is hard. I don't know if you've noticed, but just living life really does get tough some days. Sometimes you'll run into a whole string of those tough days right in a row. I'm part of a group of women at my church who gather for Sunday School and Bible study and...
Appalachian Thursday – Cover Reveal
While my fourth novel--The Sound of Rain--won't officially release until early November, I can now share the cover with you. And I'm head over heels for it! The designers said they wanted to do something a little different this time and I offered lots of suggestions...
Burla Fitzgerald Loudin
If she'd lived longer than the 97 years God gave her, Grandma would have turned 102 this past weekend. That's how old Aunt Bess was when she passed, so it's not much of a stretch. I wear the engagement ring my grandfather gave her on my right ring finger. She had...
Appalachian Thursday–Ollie the Bobcat
I have an affinity for bobcats which are native to Appalachia. So when a news story ran this week about Ollie, a female bobcat, escaping from the National Zoo in Washington, D.C., I tuned in. I might have been rooting for the bobcat. Oh, I know, she's been in...
I’m a cheater
I write historical fiction . . . but I cheat. I only just realized this as my third novel was about to release last year. I’ve long struggled with genre and fitting what I write into a specific slot. Maybe it’s historical. Maybe it’s romance. Maybe it’s historical...
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