Throughout the month of January, all my books will be available on amazon.com or $0.99 (Kindle Version). If you enjoy clean, southern, faith-based fiction, I urge you to dive into them. Each book is a mystery mingled with romance and history. In my writing, I attempt to portray life in the south through each plot and every characters. I include some dialect in the stories and even include a few pictures and recipes. But above all, Christ and His redemptive work on the cross is presented as a source of strength for each character. The titles are Hope Returns, Terror on Waxhaw … Continue reading Stories of Faith
I have had a great life and am so grateful that God has blessed me in so many ways, yet throughout my life I have suffered disappointments. As a child I was never disappointed by my parents…they were the ones who were always there for me. I’m sure I disappointed them many times, but they always stood by me, no matter what. As a teenager, I was excluded from certain events because of who my father was…the pastor. I learned early in life to grit my teeth and deal with it. As I think back over my life, my first major disappointment was when … Continue reading Disappointments
Fall has left us and winter is here. The blanket of leaves in my yard have been blown, piled up, and burned. No longer do they cover the earth as if to keep the ground warm for the coming cold weather. I watched my husband as he diligently piled the dead leaves in heaps and prepared to burn them a few weeks ago. Isn’t that just like our lives? Yes, things that were once beautiful in our lives become less important and fall away just like those autumn leaves. Before we know it, those really important things in our lives are things … Continue reading What’s Really Important ???
As I think about growing up in the south during the 1950s, I get a warm, fuzzy feeling in my heart. The home I grew up in was somewhat different from other homes. My younger years, until I was married, were always in the shadow of a church. Everyone was watching the preacher’s kids. Therefore, I couldn’t get away with a lot of mischief. We had no television, so my main source of entertainment was playing the piano, riding my bicycle, playing with the neighborhood kids, and sliding down the red hills behind the church. And you could always find my little buddy, Socks, alongside me. … Continue reading Growing up in the south in the 1950s!!!
Brief synopsis of my faith-based Novel, Family Secrets Faith Simpson, a New York Police Department detective, grew up in North Carolina and was summoned back to her little hometown of Mint Hill for the reading of her great-aunt’s will and to settle her estate. Faith’s parents were tragically killed in a car accident when she was a child. Because there were no living relatives other than her great-aunt, she went to live with her at O’Gallagher Estate in the little town of Mint Hill. There she experienced isolation, mental abuse, and loneliness. Her only contact with the outside world was … Continue reading Family Secrets
I’ll never forget the terror I felt as a child when I heard adults talk about “mad dogs.” Certain times of the year, especially summertime, as children we would be told, “You be careful outside! There might be a “mad dog” out there. He will bite you!” If you don’t know what a “mad dog” is, it’s a dog that has rabies. During my growing up years in North Carolina, people let their dogs run wild and didn’t have them vaccinated. That word, “mad dog” conjured up fear in the hearts of every child throughout the south. Back in those days, children could be found playing in … Continue reading Rabid Dogs!!! Rabbit Tobacco!!! Exploding Watermelons!!!
Living in the south has truly been a blessing. Life’s a little slower, the air is a little cleaner, and the folks are jist plumb friendly. I must admit I’m southern through and through. I use southern dialect in my speech and expressions. I definitely use it in my writing. It used to be a well kept secret that the south is often called “heaven on earth.” So many people have moved here from the north, the west, and the mid-west…so the secret’s out. My husband and I have one friend from New York who wants to be one of the good ol’ southern boys … Continue reading “Y’all Come Back Now”