You’re invited to help me celebrate the launch of The Demons Among Us through a Zoom party Sunday, October 10, at 4 p.m. EDT. I’ll talk a little bit about my publishing journey, answer questions, read the first few pages of the book, and host a couple games with prizes. I regret we can’t celebrate…
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Writing about Ethnic Characters
I’ve heard Edwina Perkins speak twice. After her first presentation, entitled The Danger and Power of Words, I felt like I’d been sucker punched. I was more prepared the second time. After all, I’d invited her to be the guest speaker at our American Christian Fiction Writers N. Georgia Chapter meeting. Her message is powerful…
How Christianity and books launched Friday the 13th
Are you hunkering down in your home today, worried that bad luck might befall you? Don’t feel alone, one in four Americans say they’re superstitious. How did Friday the 13th become the spookiest calendar date? Early Christians were the first to acknowledge Friday as an unlucky day. After all, Jesus was crucified on a Friday….
NaNoWriMo Makes Me Nervous
Friends, I need a little prayer. For the past four years, I’ve participated in NaNoWriMo . . . with dismal results. This year, for once, I’d love to meet my goal. NaNoWriMo is short for National Novel Writing Month. It takes place in November for some strange reason. I don’t know about other writers, but…
Syncing Audible & ebooks
Syncing Audible and ebooks combines the best of both worlds: listening to stories and reading them.
My path to a national contest win
When you hear God’s voice say, “Trust me,” listen and obey. He’s serious. Over the past few weeks, I’ve been grumbling that the three publishers to whom I’d submitted The Demons Among Us haven’t replied. I’d been told it would be six to eight weeks before I heard anything . . . if I heard…
Drive-by Baby Shower
Early this summer, I co-hosted two drive-by baby showers. At first, I was appalled by the idea. I’m a born and bred Southern girl. We do things a certain way by tradition. My mother gasped when I told her what my friends and I had concocted. “That doesn’t even make sense,” she said, turning up…