Friday, December 5, 2008
Temperatures are in the 70’s.
November’s officially arrived.
From my view point, my back porch, I see the Florida foliage has slowly but surely changed in color. We’ve turned off the air conditioners-and evenings are almost cool enough for hearty winter meals.
“Stew?” Bill asks.
“Hummm…Not that hearty,” I reply. “Like everybody else, we better get energized. The holiday’s are just around the bend- the race to get everything done- is on! Turkey, stuffing, trimmings and of course pie!”
“Apple pie…topped with a slice of cheese?” Bill asks, with his ‘hungry-man’ grin.
Ah, my mom always said, ‘a way to a man’s heart was through his stomach!’ “Of course, I’ll make apple pie! I’ve dusted off the cook books and I’m already deciding which pies to bake for the company that will gather at our home for Thanksgiving. I’ll probably make pumpkin, and lemon meringue, and blueberry. And yes, Bill…even walnut! But first we are heading north.”
“Think you should make a pie for the road?”
“Will-yum…”
This month’s interview is with Siri L. Mitchell. As a military spouse, she has traveled and lived in different parts of the world, including Paris and Tokyo. She currently resides in the Washington DC metro area. She is fluent in French and is currently mastering the skill of sushi making.
A graduate of the University of Washington, Siri has written several chick lits, including Chateau of Echoes and The Cubicle Next Door, which were Christy Award finalists. Out this fall, Siri’s latest novel is headlining in historical romance.
Valerie: You have traveled to and lived in other countries. What did you miss most about life in the U.S.A. and wished for while you were away?
Siri: Being able to drive a car and park it. Somewhere. Anywhere! While I loved the pedestrian-friendly lifestyles of Tokyo and Paris, I really, really wished I would have been able to go grocery shopping with my car instead of my own two feet. A bag of oranges, a pack of yogurts, a box of laundry detergent . . . it can get quite heavy!
Valerie: If you could make your own country—Siri’s Country—what would the recipe call for?
Siri: In my country, people would enjoy life the way the French do. They would also have at least five weeks of vacation days (– paid!). But when they worked, they would do it with the attention to detail that the Japanese have. And, like the Japanese, they would actually notice the world around them. Things like the flowers in the park or the individual leaves on trees. People in my country would never be too busy to sit on their front porches and talk. They would be laid-back, like the people in Australia, and they would have the same easy way of conversing as people in the South. They would tell great stories like my Aunt Shirley, and when they say they’ll do something, they would actually follow through. In my world, kids could run out the door to play in the morning and not come back until the afternoon. They could do that because in my county, just like in Japan, it would be safe.
Valerie: Thanksgiving is celebrated this month—what tradition has your family reserved for this day? Do you go “all out,” or do you all go out?
Siri: We’re very traditional at our house. Turkey, cranberries, stuffing, and potatoes, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes . . . but we always have chocolate pie for dessert! (Nothing against pumpkin, it’s just given the choice, I prefer chocolate.)
Valerie: Do you say a grace before your meals, and if you do would you like to share your blessing with us?
Siri: Yes, we do, but it varies from day to day. When my husband and I worked with a youth group in Paris, the youth minister always included this phrase in his grace: “Thanks for the food you’ve given us, because we know that not everyone gets to eat today.” I always found that especially meaningful.
Valerie: You speak English and French fluently; any other languages?
Siri: No. I tried learning Japanese before we moved to Tokyo, but the language has three different ways of “spelling” words and at least three different ways of counting. At that point in my life, it required too much concentration. If I ever move back, however, I’ve already promised myself that I will make the effort!
Valerie: Do you have a favorite quote? If it’s in anything other than English, would you interpret it for us?
Siri: I have a favorite motto: Sisu. It’s a Finnish word that’s almost untranslatable, but Finns use it to define their national character. It’s signifies something close to determination and perseverance over a long period of time. Believe me, you need a whole lot of sisu in this profession! My great-grandmother was Finnish, so I guess I come by my fascination with the word honestly.
For more information on sisu, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sisu
Valerie: Crisp fall weather floods my mind of childhood memories. Would you feel like telling us of one of your own autumn antiquities?
Siri: I love autumn, too. It’s my favorite season! And one of my best memories is the year my parents took my sister and I out of school for two weeks and drove up to New England to see the changing leaves. It was gorgeous beyond all description, and we were able to visit so many important places in American history. Weren’t my parents cool?!
Valerie: Would you please tell us all about, “Siri Games?”
Siri: Sure! Siri Games is a link on my Web site to a Web page filled with computer games that my brother-in-law developed. He was a programmer for Sony online games and worked on EverQuest and PlanetSide (which makes him a super-star in the world of online gaming). At the moment he’s learning how to program for wii, so Siri Games are wii compatible.
Valerie: What’s your current project?
Siri: I just turned in Love’s Pursuit, the book that will release in June 2009. It’s set in Puritan New England and investigates the amazing lengths to which God will go to pursue us. A classic love story, it also includes the fashion element of Puritan America’s dress codes. I hope to start on a third historical for Bethany in October. The third book will be set in 1890s New York City. It was an era when tight-laced corseting was still practiced and high society women lived their lives in the fishbowl of celebrity culture the same way those in Hollywood do today.
Enter the Bethany House contest for a digital camera, in connection with this book!
Valerie: Have your books been translated into other languages? Did you write them first in English?
Siri: They haven’t been published in any other languages that I’m aware of. The medieval portions of Chateau of Echoes (the character Alix’s journals) were written in French first. I did a near word-to-word translation to English to give it a medieval feel. The diary entries in Kissing Adrien were also written in French first so that they would retain a French “accent.” I find I think and react differently in English than I do in French, so it’s important for me to write in a character’s primary language.
Valerie: Have you ever had a deadline around or during the holidays? Are you very organized, or disorganized? What was your biggest fear of how you’d accomplish your task?
Siri: Yes. And worse: I’ve had to do two different sets of galleys in the middle of moves. I would not recommend it! My greatest fear, of course, was missing my deadline and putting everyone else off schedule. In general, I set my personal deadlines well in advance of my editor’s deadline. That way if I’m late for any reason, the only person it affects is me.
Valerie: You have been asked many questions during your career, but would you like to share a little-bit about yourself, with your fans? Something they haven’t asked, but you think they would enjoy hearing about?
Siri: I love my kitchen! We just moved over the summer. Our new house was built in the 1920s, but the kitchen was renovated several years ago. The previous owners chose to put in granite countertops and caramel-colored hardwood cabinets. They also put in a large bay window over the sink. It’s one of my favorite features because it fills the kitchen with light. They also put in a high-end stove and oven, but frankly, they’re still a bit intimidating. I’m going to share with you my secret for kicking a meal up a notch. It’s a cheese from France called Boursin.
A bit creamier than cream cheese, the classic Boursin is laced with garlic and fine herbs. It’s a perfect let-everyone-make-their-own appetizer if you put out some bread and crackers. At the American Embassy in Paris, they sometimes use it to stuff celery. It makes to-die-for garlic bread, and you can even add a bit to casseroles that call for sour cream or cream cheese. And last of all, it’s a perfect but subtle addition to white or alfredo sauces.
As long as we’re talking about cheese, let me tell you how to properly cut one. (I learned this from some friends in France.) Ideally, you want to retain the same shape/proportion as the original and/or cut it in a way that will leave others with the same rind-to-cheese ratio. For a cylindrical cheese like Boursin, cut the cheese into wedges like you would cut a pizza or a pie. For a Brie or camembert that you buy in a wedge, cut it along the length so that the cheese will still retain its tip. A log of goat cheese should be cut into discs. And a flat square of cheese can be cut at a diagonally in half and then into triangles.
Valerie: This is great! Think I’ll try it out on my guests for Thanksgiving. Thank you Siri, I’ve enjoyed this. Hope you have a wonderful holiday season… and may God bless you and your family.
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Valerie Anne Faulkner, a New York native moved to the Gulf Coast of Florida in 1973. Author of I Must Be in Heaven: A Promise Kept, she spends her days working side by side with her husband, Bill, as an electrician, then evenings, as a writer. The CFOM interviews have been a great way for her to meet other authors and hone her writing craft. This back porch writer’s family is very important to her, and she cherishes time spent with her three grown children and six grandchildren. A few hours with family or a day enjoying one of Florida’s Gulf beaches are her favorite ways to relieve stress and refresh from her busy lifestyle. Valerie’s motto is “A day with prayer . . . seldom unravels.” Visit her at www.imustbeinheaven.com.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
POSTED BY CRYSTAL ADKINS AT 5:32 PM
SUNDAY, OCTOBER 5, 2008
Valerie Anne Faulkner
Author Pen Name: Valerie Anne Faulkner
CA: What genre(s) do you write? Why do you write the stories that you write?
Valerie: My first novel, “I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept,” is ‘a true, inspirational love story’ and has just been published in paper back. You ask why I have written this particular story…
Well, I never considered writing a book, however I have always enjoyed telling stories, and listening to them. Everyone I’ve ever met seems to have a story or two to tell, if you know what I mean.
My story literally had to be put on paper and shared. Its message is meant to offer hope, and insight. I personally experienced God’s presence in ordinary people, total strangers that I met, at the time this story takes place. Seemed one after another showed up… just when I needed them. Quite often people are placed along this path we call life; they shed light, on our darkness. But, we are too scared… we’re all afraid of the dark!
I for one had to keep faith when life seemed way to dim. And, I had to open my heart and my eyes to ‘see’ the light glowing, from these angels amongst us.
CA: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
Valerie: For me, I decided to write this story, when I realized I needed to write it all down and remember the miracles… and since I had made a promise, I needed to stay true to my word. At first, I planned to actually “Tell the Stories,” then the thought of writing a book to share them with people everywhere came to me.
CA: Who or what was your inspiration for writing?
Valerie: God has definitely been my inspiration.
Allow me to explain…It all began, due to a turn of events in my life. See, my hubby and I go back along way… childhood sweethearts, marriage, kids, ‘life was good.’ In May of 2005, life as we knew it, changed.
I endured a month of distress-dismay- and constant prayer at a hospital… watching, wondering if my husband whom had a brain aneurysm explode in his head, would survive! His prognosis was not good at all, and I asked family, then friends, and even mere acquaintances for their help in prayer.
One night while saying my prayers; I asked-like so many times before-for a miracle. It was that night I felt a presence like never before, and realized…should say I promised… to ‘Tell The Stories.’
CA: What is your work schedule like when you're writing?
Valerie: Yipes, well I’m an electrician with my husband during the day (well most of the day) so I try to get out my correspondences in the morning, e-mails etc. as I am always working to get the word out so-to-speak. I also write a column for the Christian Fiction Online Magazine… so that takes quite a bit of time. It’s fun though so I love doing that. As far as another book… I’ve been asked already to continue with a sequel but I have only mulled that around in my head at the moment.
Evenings I do things like this! And my hubby, God bless him, works at his computer too, and then we go to bed. One funny thing people always ask, is how we can be together 24/7 and not get in a tiff? It’s love!
CA: Your book is about to be sent into the reader world, what is one word that describes how you feel?
Valerie: Blessed!
CA: What was your biggest challenge in writing your book(s)?
Valerie: I tend to be a bit fanatical, and I desired perfection. In writing I would write-write-write, then read it, then have my husband read it – then rewrite it and start over again. It was a process that I eventually accepted, however if I didn’t go through all my steps… I couldn’t begin the next chapter. Of course it was pretty neat at the finish. I had very little I found that needed to be changed.
Then I sent it out to an editor for grammar and punctuation as well as flow. We compromised on ‘very few’ changes and the rest is history!
CA: What do you like to do when you're not writing?
Valerie: I like my regular job except this time of year it’s hot and Bill, my husband and I get dragged out and tired after a full day. He taught me how to do electrical wiring and the trade, as well as the people we meet are definitely interesting. If I’m not writing/working I love to go to the beach or swim in the pool. I am very fond of my dog Jake, and when possible he goes everywhere with us.
CA: How many books have you written? Which is your favorite?
Valerie: One, ‘I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept” and it’s my favorite, too!
CA: Do you tend to base your characters on real people or are they totally from your imagination?
Valerie: Since this book is based on a true story, all the characters are very ‘real’ people.
I did consider who could play the movie roles since Bill and I resemble them so well. He could be Mathew McCaughnehey and I could be Kate Hudson. J
CA: Do you have any advice for the aspiring writers out there?
Valerie: Actually I do. This business of writing will amaze you, especially when you have your first book in hand. Try to focus on each day and each accomplishment rather on the ‘big ‘picture. Be patient, keep the faith, and be the best you can be. Write with your own voice! If you are satisfied and have given your project your all, be happy with your accomplishment. And constantly remember, to thank God, for the special gift he has given you. Then go out into the world with confidence and ‘show and tell’ them about your story!
CA: How can a reader contact you or purchase your books?
Valerie: I have a website. I also do book signings at local Florida locations, and keep an up to date calendar on my homepage. Basically if anyone outside my area wants a book they can also go to the website and purchase through pay pal. I sign and mail those copies, myself.
www.imustbeinheaven.com (and /or) shop at amazon.com
I am set up there as well, and they can take your order.
CA: Is there anything you would like to add?
Valerie: Crystal this has been most enjoyable, and I hope you will keep in touch. I am so glad you invited me to join you and your friends today.
CA: Thank you Valerie for hanging out and sharing your works with the readers! I’m sure they will enjoy it!
POSTED BY CRYSTAL ADKINS AT 5:32 PM
10 COMMENTS:
Crystal-Rain Love said...
Great interview. I appreciate any and everyone who shares such a powerful message!
OCTOBER 5, 2008 8:27 PM
happygirl said...
I have read Valerie's book. It is a very powerful book.If u like to laugh, cry, say oh no...or just need to renew your faith in the lord and prayer...Then read this book..If u ever get a chance to meet Val and Bill u will see and feel the love and faith in the lord and in each other that they share. In today's world u don't see this kind of love very often. I am very great full u interviewed Valerie. She is 1 of a kind.Thanks Val for reminding me of my faith..Whens the next one...lol...
OCTOBER 6, 2008 7:09 AM
Julie Lessman said...
Beautiful interview, Valerie! Your book sounds amazing -- may God bless it, and you, to the fullest.
Hugs,
Julie
OCTOBER 6, 2008 7:34 AM
Chick Lit Gurrl said...
Really enjoyed this interview. I've read Valerie's book, and it's a powerful testimony to her love for faith, for her husband, for her family, and for life.
OCTOBER 6, 2008 11:33 AM
kalea_kane said...
I thoroughly enjoyed Valerie's interview. Thank you so much for the opportunity to read about her. I have enjoyed all of Valerie's interviews on Christian Fiction Online Magazine. It was nice to read an interview about her. :)
OCTOBER 6, 2008 3:42 PM
Valerie Anne Faulkner said...
Wow...You all are SO kind...Thank you for the 'absolutely-wonderful', notes of encouragement!
This truely is what keeps me going.
I luv you all!
*Hugs* Valerie
OCTOBER 6, 2008 5:03 PM
Gary said...
This lovely interview makes me want to go get a copy of the book and read it! Thanks for sharing & may God bless you and yours!
Gary & Martha
OCTOBER 7, 2008 6:40 AM
Barbara Watkins said...
"I enjoyed this interview, and Valerie your book sounds lovely! I wish you much success."
OCTOBER 7, 2008 7:39 PM
Tamara Leigh said...
Great interview with Valerie. I love her enthusiasm for writing and love of God. Congratulations, Valerie, on the release of your book. May there be many more!
OCTOBER 8, 2008 3:16 PM
Zulmara said...
Love the inspiration part...que cool is that...wanting to see your name on a cover...
And, love the advice to young writers...it is so true...stay in the present and enjoy each day, each accomplishmnet, each goal achieved...
ADELANTE!!!
Zulmara
Valerie Anne Faulkner
Author Pen Name: Valerie Anne Faulkner
CA: What genre(s) do you write? Why do you write the stories that you write?
Valerie: My first novel, “I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept,” is ‘a true, inspirational love story’ and has just been published in paper back. You ask why I have written this particular story…
Well, I never considered writing a book, however I have always enjoyed telling stories, and listening to them. Everyone I’ve ever met seems to have a story or two to tell, if you know what I mean.
My story literally had to be put on paper and shared. Its message is meant to offer hope, and insight. I personally experienced God’s presence in ordinary people, total strangers that I met, at the time this story takes place. Seemed one after another showed up… just when I needed them. Quite often people are placed along this path we call life; they shed light, on our darkness. But, we are too scared… we’re all afraid of the dark!
I for one had to keep faith when life seemed way to dim. And, I had to open my heart and my eyes to ‘see’ the light glowing, from these angels amongst us.
CA: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
Valerie: For me, I decided to write this story, when I realized I needed to write it all down and remember the miracles… and since I had made a promise, I needed to stay true to my word. At first, I planned to actually “Tell the Stories,” then the thought of writing a book to share them with people everywhere came to me.
CA: Who or what was your inspiration for writing?
Valerie: God has definitely been my inspiration.
Allow me to explain…It all began, due to a turn of events in my life. See, my hubby and I go back along way… childhood sweethearts, marriage, kids, ‘life was good.’ In May of 2005, life as we knew it, changed.
I endured a month of distress-dismay- and constant prayer at a hospital… watching, wondering if my husband whom had a brain aneurysm explode in his head, would survive! His prognosis was not good at all, and I asked family, then friends, and even mere acquaintances for their help in prayer.
One night while saying my prayers; I asked-like so many times before-for a miracle. It was that night I felt a presence like never before, and realized…should say I promised… to ‘Tell The Stories.’
CA: What is your work schedule like when you're writing?
Valerie: Yipes, well I’m an electrician with my husband during the day (well most of the day) so I try to get out my correspondences in the morning, e-mails etc. as I am always working to get the word out so-to-speak. I also write a column for the Christian Fiction Online Magazine… so that takes quite a bit of time. It’s fun though so I love doing that. As far as another book… I’ve been asked already to continue with a sequel but I have only mulled that around in my head at the moment.
Evenings I do things like this! And my hubby, God bless him, works at his computer too, and then we go to bed. One funny thing people always ask, is how we can be together 24/7 and not get in a tiff? It’s love!
CA: Your book is about to be sent into the reader world, what is one word that describes how you feel?
Valerie: Blessed!
CA: What was your biggest challenge in writing your book(s)?
Valerie: I tend to be a bit fanatical, and I desired perfection. In writing I would write-write-write, then read it, then have my husband read it – then rewrite it and start over again. It was a process that I eventually accepted, however if I didn’t go through all my steps… I couldn’t begin the next chapter. Of course it was pretty neat at the finish. I had very little I found that needed to be changed.
Then I sent it out to an editor for grammar and punctuation as well as flow. We compromised on ‘very few’ changes and the rest is history!
CA: What do you like to do when you're not writing?
Valerie: I like my regular job except this time of year it’s hot and Bill, my husband and I get dragged out and tired after a full day. He taught me how to do electrical wiring and the trade, as well as the people we meet are definitely interesting. If I’m not writing/working I love to go to the beach or swim in the pool. I am very fond of my dog Jake, and when possible he goes everywhere with us.
CA: How many books have you written? Which is your favorite?
Valerie: One, ‘I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept” and it’s my favorite, too!
CA: Do you tend to base your characters on real people or are they totally from your imagination?
Valerie: Since this book is based on a true story, all the characters are very ‘real’ people.
I did consider who could play the movie roles since Bill and I resemble them so well. He could be Mathew McCaughnehey and I could be Kate Hudson. J
CA: Do you have any advice for the aspiring writers out there?
Valerie: Actually I do. This business of writing will amaze you, especially when you have your first book in hand. Try to focus on each day and each accomplishment rather on the ‘big ‘picture. Be patient, keep the faith, and be the best you can be. Write with your own voice! If you are satisfied and have given your project your all, be happy with your accomplishment. And constantly remember, to thank God, for the special gift he has given you. Then go out into the world with confidence and ‘show and tell’ them about your story!
CA: How can a reader contact you or purchase your books?
Valerie: I have a website. I also do book signings at local Florida locations, and keep an up to date calendar on my homepage. Basically if anyone outside my area wants a book they can also go to the website and purchase through pay pal. I sign and mail those copies, myself.
www.imustbeinheaven.com (and /or) shop at amazon.com
I am set up there as well, and they can take your order.
CA: Is there anything you would like to add?
Valerie: Crystal this has been most enjoyable, and I hope you will keep in touch. I am so glad you invited me to join you and your friends today.
CA: Thank you Valerie for hanging out and sharing your works with the readers! I’m sure they will enjoy it!
POSTED BY CRYSTAL ADKINS AT 5:32 PM
10 COMMENTS:
Crystal-Rain Love said...
Great interview. I appreciate any and everyone who shares such a powerful message!
OCTOBER 5, 2008 8:27 PM
happygirl said...
I have read Valerie's book. It is a very powerful book.If u like to laugh, cry, say oh no...or just need to renew your faith in the lord and prayer...Then read this book..If u ever get a chance to meet Val and Bill u will see and feel the love and faith in the lord and in each other that they share. In today's world u don't see this kind of love very often. I am very great full u interviewed Valerie. She is 1 of a kind.Thanks Val for reminding me of my faith..Whens the next one...lol...
OCTOBER 6, 2008 7:09 AM
Julie Lessman said...
Beautiful interview, Valerie! Your book sounds amazing -- may God bless it, and you, to the fullest.
Hugs,
Julie
OCTOBER 6, 2008 7:34 AM
Chick Lit Gurrl said...
Really enjoyed this interview. I've read Valerie's book, and it's a powerful testimony to her love for faith, for her husband, for her family, and for life.
OCTOBER 6, 2008 11:33 AM
kalea_kane said...
I thoroughly enjoyed Valerie's interview. Thank you so much for the opportunity to read about her. I have enjoyed all of Valerie's interviews on Christian Fiction Online Magazine. It was nice to read an interview about her. :)
OCTOBER 6, 2008 3:42 PM
Valerie Anne Faulkner said...
Wow...You all are SO kind...Thank you for the 'absolutely-wonderful', notes of encouragement!
This truely is what keeps me going.
I luv you all!
*Hugs* Valerie
OCTOBER 6, 2008 5:03 PM
Gary said...
This lovely interview makes me want to go get a copy of the book and read it! Thanks for sharing & may God bless you and yours!
Gary & Martha
OCTOBER 7, 2008 6:40 AM
Barbara Watkins said...
"I enjoyed this interview, and Valerie your book sounds lovely! I wish you much success."
OCTOBER 7, 2008 7:39 PM
Tamara Leigh said...
Great interview with Valerie. I love her enthusiasm for writing and love of God. Congratulations, Valerie, on the release of your book. May there be many more!
OCTOBER 8, 2008 3:16 PM
Zulmara said...
Love the inspiration part...que cool is that...wanting to see your name on a cover...
And, love the advice to young writers...it is so true...stay in the present and enjoy each day, each accomplishmnet, each goal achieved...
ADELANTE!!!
Zulmara
Friday, October 3, 2008
Back porch writer...August 2008
It’s August. The sun is high, and not a cloud mars the blue sky. I take a moment and thank God for the huge old oak tree with limbs stretching across my yard. Today it’s offering me just enough shade as I retreat, laptop in hand to my favorite spot . . . the back porch.
I check my notes and prepare my imaginary road map. It’s time for my “‘virtual jaunt” up north to interview another author!
Husband, Bill, joins me outdoors. He hands me a bottle of water and asks, “How’s it going?”
“I’m hot! I’m also eager to get started—for a couple reasons. One, the author writes romance. Two, I love romance!”
“Romance?” Bill winks.
I wink back. “I’ll grab the camera; you get Jake (our dog), and I’ll meet you at the Jeep. “We’re going to Indiana!”
***
Denise Hunter lives in Indiana with her husband, Kevin, and their three sons. In 1996, Denise began her first book, a Christian romance, writing while her children napped. Two years later it was published, and she's been writing ever since!
Her most recent title, The Convenient Groom, is in bookstores everywhere. It features Kate Lawrence, a marriage expert who gets jilted on her wedding day. Like Surrender Bay, this book is surely headed for the best-seller list.
Currently Denise is busy writing Sweetwater Gap, a love story set in the Blue Ridge Mountains, which will be available December.
***
Ms. Hunter indulges me and my imagination and suggests, “There’s a park I used to take my boys to when they were younger. There are ducks and geese, tall shade trees, a river. Shall we escape reality for a while and spend the afternoon there?”
I’m drawn into the setting and picture this as an ideal spot for an afternoon chat. Yes, we’ll find a picnic table. We’ll relax! I can almost feel a cool breeze, ah. . . . Let’s begin.
Valerie: You’re from Indiana, yet you’ve staged your stories in wonderful places like Wyoming, Nantucket, and the Blue Ridge Mountains. Fiction or fact, how do you research these dreamy locations?
Denise: Yes, I’ve set books in all those places. A research trip is a must for me. It adds so much to the story and helps me as I write it to “see” it. But it’s not easy to work in trips with three kids and school and writing schedules. So far, my family has been great about letting me work our family vacations around my research trips.
Valerie: Have you ever considered Florida?
Denise: Not yet, but you never know.
Valerie: In The Convenient Groom, how did you come up with Kate Lawrence—her name, occupation? Was her character or any part of this story derived from someone you knew who had this happen to them?
Denise: When I began brainstorming that story, I wanted to write a modern-day marriage of convenience. I knew it wouldn’t be easy to make it plausible, so I had to come up with a really strong motive for Kate to marry a man other than her groom.
That’s how her occupation came into a play: What if a celebrity relationship expert gets dumped at the altar?
Then I raised the stakes. What if her debut book is releasing on her wedding day as part of the publicity? What if her publisher has forked out big dollars for her fancy island wedding?
Fortunately, I’ve never had a friend go through this. I knew who Kate was before I decided what would happen to her. I’m organized and can be a bit of a perfectionist, so I drew from that well when writing about her. Her name came to me quickly, but I have a great book called Beyond Jennifer and Jason that I use to name my characters.
Valerie: Before or after the completion of any of your novels, have you ever met someone who resembled one of your story-line characters?
Denise: I can’t say that I have. It might be a little freaky if I did.
Valerie: Wife, mother of three sons, a book or more per year . . . How do you do it? How do you cope with deadlines when your family wants dinner?
Denise: Papa John’s? Yeah, life is pretty busy right now. The boys all play sports and that keeps me busy running them around. During the school year, my writing hours are from nine AM to noon. I schedule appointments around those hours and protect them with my life—if I don’t, no one else will. The hours of noon to three PM are for writing business, appointments, errands, grocery shopping, housework, interviews, et cetera. Then I pick up the kids, and things turn really hectic with homework and sports.
I try not to write too much on summer break, though I always have edits or galleys or something writing related to do.
Valerie: Assuming you share your progress with your family and/or friends, are they always eager to hear your rough drafts? Do you feel their criticism or praise is effective in continuing your project?
Denise: My family and friends are very supportive. They do ask about my writing and they may even ask what my story’s about, but I don’t give more than a one-sentence blurb. I think most people’s eyes glaze over when we describe our stories. It's one thing to read a story, another to listen to someone describe it!
On the other hand, I do brainstorm every story with my Girls Write Out friends Colleen Coble, Diann Hunt, and Kristin Billerbeck. They know the ins and outs of all my plots and vice versa. If we’re stuck at some point during the writing, we often bounce ideas off each other. It’s a wonderful thing to have.
Valerie: You’re also musically talented. You play the drums! Do you play in a band? Do you sing and/or dance, too?
Denise: The only band I’m in is my church’s worship team. That’s the whole reason I learned to play drums—we had a guitarist, a keyboardist, an electric guitarist, a bass player, but no drummer. I’d always wanted to play.
I used to dance on my high school drill team, but my dancing days are over. Singing? I leave that to my husband, and my kids thank me for it.
Valerie: Do you feel your faith has played a role in where you are today?
I honestly don’t think I would’ve started writing without my faith. It was my grandfather’s godly life and his ultimate death that served as the catalyst for my first book. My initial dream was just to finish a manuscript and see if I had any talent for writing, but God has taken that dream and turned it into so much more than I ever imagined.
Valerie: Amen to that! You have won many awards, and being recognized for your God-given talent has to be among your “flying high” times as an author. Which award totally thrilled you, and whom did you call first to share your good news?
Denise: Awards are great and I’m always honored when I receive one. I don’t think there’s one particular award that meant more than the others, but the first ones to hear about them are always my girlfriends. I can’t tell you how much their friendship means to me. This can be a very lonely occupation, and it helps to have others to share with, whine to, and laugh with.
Valerie: Not to change the subject, but I’ve heard a number of woman authors constantly complain about having to sit too long at a desk and end up with “wider” instead of “tighter” ends. You’re beautiful and slim—just good genes, or do you have a special secret?
Denise: Thanks. Considering I still haven’t lost my Christmas weight, I’ll hold on to that compliment. I do have good genes, but I also have to be careful of what I eat and do the treadmill five times a week. I devised a way to put my laptop on the treadmill, and that makes the time pass quickly.
Valerie Please tell me how you would finish this sentence: “When I’m writing . . .”
Denise: I’m afraid. That first draft . . . so scary for me. Some parts flow along, but mostly, I’m just afraid it’s all drivel, and this makes me not want to put my rear end in the chair. It’s not the frozen-in-terror kind of fear, but rather the doesn’t-the-toilet-need-scrubbing-right-now kind of fear. It’s amazing how appealing household chores can be when I’m afraid to write.
That fear really does keep me on my knees though, and I do make sure I meet my daily quota because meeting that deadline is important to me—not to mention to my publisher. Once the first draft is down, the writing gets easier. I love rewriting and polishing and tweaking sentences.
Valerie: Denise, I have enjoyed the afternoon so much. Thank you for meeting with me; it’s been such a pleasure.
Denise: Yes, it has!
If you want to keep up on all her new releases and see all her great novels, visit Denise at www.denisehunterbooks.com.
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Valerie Anne Faulkner, a New York native moved to the Gulf Coast of Florida in 1973. Author of I Must Be in Heaven: A Promise Kept, she spends her days working side by side with her husband, Bill, as an electrician, then evenings, as a writer. The CFOM interviews have been a great way for her to meet other authors and hone her writing craft. This back porch writer’s family is very important to her, and she cherishes time spent with her three grown children and six grandchildren. A few hours with family or a day enjoying one of Florida’s Gulf beaches are her favorite ways to relieve stress and refresh from her busy lifestyle. Valerie’s motto is “A day with prayer . . . seldom unravels.” Visit her at www.imustbeinheaven.com.
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Back Porch Writer...September 2008
Bah, our summer and all its wonder is approaching the finish line. Barbecued ribs and corn on the cob have too soon been gobbled up.
Fishing.
Swimming.
Camping.
Humph. It was fun. But now a new day fills the horizon; a new season draws near. It’s September.
Oh . . . it’s September!
The alarm clock screams, “Up and at ’em!”
Fix the kids’ lunches.
Get them ready for school.
Toss them their backpacks.
Load them on the Big-Yellow-Kid-Catcher.
Wave and blow them kisses.
Whew, I recall those days! I remember them well!
I mosey outside, crank up the ole computer, and sigh. “Ah… it’s a beautiful day, Lord” I’m just fine with this awesome new month.
My hubby, Bill, joins me on the porch with a cup of coffee. “Where’re we headed?”
“Tennessee.”
“Life is good!” A smile stretches across his face.
“Sure is!”
Within a matter of minutes, Bill, Jake (our dog), and I are on our way. In our virtual Jeep we soar out of Florida through Georgia and into Tennessee. Open roads, mountains, and a picture-perfect glance of God’s miraculous handiwork: scenery that takes my breath away.
Our adventure takes us to Tamara Leigh’s residence in the Tennessee country where she resides with her husband, David, and their two sons. Tamara Leigh is the best-selling author of Splitting Harriet, Perfecting Kate, and Stealing Adda. Her first seven award-winning novels became national best sellers, but dissatisfied that the stories were not God-honoring, in 2003, she was determined to write books that more directly represented her faith.
Ms. Leigh invites us to her favorite spot and encourages us to feel right at home. Her back porch overlooks a gorgeous waterfall and acres of greenery, a beautiful setting to chat.
Sipping the marvelously delicious treat she prepared, I begin. “Tamara, this coffee is scrumptious, shaved dark chocolate with a drizzle of caramel. Wow! This is all so nice. I have a number of questions . . .
Valerie: Would you rather be the interviewer or the interviewee?
Tamara: Easy—the interviewer, especially if the interview is televised. When I was promoting my first inspirational novel, Stealing Adda, I was invited to appear on the Deeper Shopping Network. And was I one nervous, tic-ridden interviewee! Fortunately, the interviewer knew how to handle my sort and saved me from too much embarrassment. Afterward, she told me that when I got the “deer in the headlights” look, she knew it was time to rephrase or move on. There’s just something about that glassy-eyed camera that causes intelligent responses to stick in my throat. Hence, I much prefer written interviews, which allow me time to think before I speak. Not that that’s any guarantee.
Valerie: Would you consider sharing one of your fondest childhood memories with us and finish this sentence: I’ve told my children that when I was in the ____ th grade, I . . .”
Tamara: Ooh, a prompt! My kind of interview. Here goes: I’ve even told my children that when I was in the ninth grade, I actually started to like my older sister. I’m sure readers can guess my reason for pulling this particular memory out of my parenting bag (hint: I have two boys, ages eleven and fourteen). A little background: Growing up, my sister and I did not like each other. In fact, we were enemies who tolerated one another only as far as we had to in order to avoid hair-pulling, drag-down-the-hall clashes that would get us in trouble with Mom who worked too hard to feed and clothe her four children to cause her any more stress. But something happened when Lisa entered her senior year and I entered my freshman year in high school. Every morning I rode with her to school in her little red MG, and eventually we started to talk, which had the added benefit of keeping her hands on the wheel and out of my hair. I don’t know at what point I started looking up to her and she stopped looking down on me, but today, my worst enemy is my best friend—apart from my husband (I’ll tell you more about him later). So when my boys are tussling and grumbling about how much they dislike each other, I say, “I used to feel the same way about your Aunt Lisa, but when I was in the ninth grade . . .” Everyone needs hope.
Valerie: What ruffles your feathers and agitates you most? What do you do to alleviate the turmoil, find peace, and remain calm?
Tamara: Outright conflict sends the bead on my worry thermometer straight to the top. Having grown up in a dysfunctional family (I know, who hasn’t?), I learned how to walk on those cliché eggshells to keep arguments from accelerating. I know it isn’t healthy to hold in feelings, but if I can’t resolve a conflict without myself or the other person resorting to raised voices and heated words that can wound for years, I walk away. Some dare call it pouting, but I call it cooling off, which is most effective when combined with prayer and Scripture. Later, when everyone involved is calm, we work through the problem.
Valerie: Everybody has to “go with the flow” when they begin a new venture, but in your opinion, how different is writing and publishing today versus when you started writing in ’94?
Tamara: The same, but different. Stay with me here. When I say “the same,” I mean that the author still needs to know her craft, be disciplined in her pursuit of a writing career, and deliver a great story in order to catch an editor’s attention and attract readers. As for how writing and publishing is different today, there are several areas that come to mind. The first, of course, is the incredible growth and variety of genres in today’s Christian market, which was fledgling when my first medieval romance was published in 1994. Then there’s the powerful influence of the Internet, which not only allows readers to purchase an author’s book without leaving their home, but helps writers to connect with their readers on a more personal level and makes the process of manuscript submission and revision faster and less problematic. The last thing that stands out is the marketing of an author’s book. In the nineties, my publisher discouraged my husband, an advertising executive, from participating in the marketing of my books. We were told that it was the publisher’s responsibility and that any efforts on our part would prove negligible. Today, it seems most publishers realize the importance of an author’s contributions and seek their input.
Valerie: If you were just starting out, would there be any one thing you’d have considered doing differently?
Tamara: Twenty-twenty hindsight, hmm? Having grown in my faith over the past fifteen years, if I could do anything different, I believe I would enter the world of publishing via the inspirational market. As much as I enjoyed writing medieval romances for the secular market, I have experienced the greatest satisfaction in writing characters who struggle with some of the same issues of faith that I and other Christians face.
Valerie: In your opinion, do you think its harder today for an artist to find a niche in the market?
Tamara: All you have to do is walk into a Barnes and Noble or browse Amazon.com to realize that there are more books being released each year. This, of course, means more books are being bought by publishing houses—hopefully yours. But because of the overwhelming choices available to readers and that there are still only twenty-four hours in a day, I believe it is harder for an author to find her niche. So write the best book possible and—this is tough for those of us who cling to the walls of our writing caves—promote.
Valerie: You began with historical romance and then changed to chick lit. Have you considered any other genres?
Tamara: Though I’m thrilled to be writing chick lit, I do have “medieval” moments. In fact, were I able to wiggle out a “niche” for my medievals in the inspirational market, I might take a detour. Also, I have considered writing for young adults, but that’s the extent of it.
Valerie: Have you ever been asked to be a ghostwriter? Would you consider it?
Tamara: I haven’t been asked to be a ghost writer, but if I were . . . I suppose I would have to know more about what it entails. It sounds a bit sneaky, don’t you think?
Valerie: With summer ending and a new school year beginning, have you ever considered teaching?
Tamara: Before I was published, I was a Speech and Language Pathologist at an elementary school, and I adored working with children. It’s been fifteen years since I last considered September the start of a new year, but every time our family gears up for our boys to enter a new grade, I get twinges of longing for my half-circle table, itty bitty chairs, and the innocence of the elementary school years.
Valerie: Reading, reviewing . . . are you able to turn off your “critique” button and ignore an occasional error that may pop up in the media? How do you ensure perfection in your own writing?
Tamara: Providing I’m enjoying a book, movie, etc., my “critique” button usually behaves. However, if a story starts to drag or I feel I’m being asked to suspend disbelief too long or too often, I either start thinking of ways to fix the problem, skim read (fast forward), or walk away. When it comes to my own writing, perfection is elusive, as evidenced by my wonderful editor, who catches things that make me smack my forehead. But, as she assures me, that’s her job. Still, I try to turn in the best manuscript possible, which means developing detailed character notes and timelines as the story progresses and consulting them often. Also, I regularly check spelling and grammar and keep a “fix it” file of issues that need to be resolved before I turn in the manuscript.
Valerie: How has your faith made a difference in how you approach life? Your writing?
Tamara: As revealed earlier, I’m a worrier. However, as my faith has grown, I have come to trust God to lead me through difficult situations. Yes, I do still get a sinking feeling at the approach of trouble. I do still take it out on my fingernails. I do still climb into myself and peek through my fingers at what appears to be insurmountable. But as I’ve learned to ask God for guidance, and as I’ve become familiar with Scripture, the feeling of being overwhelmed has decreased considerably. In fact, sometimes I’m so calm, I amaze my family. My faith has also made a difference in my writing, as evidenced by how it began to pervade my secular medieval romances—so much that the revisions I received from editors often focused on excising the faith elements (Misbegotten was cut by 30,000 words!). Long story short, I finally answered the call to write inspirational fiction, and now I’m blessed to express my faith through my characters, who teach me so much as they tackle the same issues we all face.
Valerie: What project(s) are you working on now?
Tamara: Since I finished writing my August ’08 release, Faking Grace, I have been working on the first book in my Southern Discomfort series, titled Paying Piper (I know, me and my doing something to someone’s titles). The series is set in fictional Pickwick, North Carolina, a town that sprang up around the Pickwick Estate in the early 1900s, somewhat like the Vanderbilt’s Biltmore Estate. Somewhat. Each book tells the tale of one of three cousins: Piper, Magdalene, and Bridget. Paying Piper will release in May 2009. Here’s a look:
The last thing image consultant Piper Wick needs is to be exposed as “one of those Pickwicks,” especially the one who pulled the Lady Godiva stunt that made national news twelve years ago. But if she’s going to keep it under wraps, she may have to compromise her beliefs to clean up the latest in a long string of “Pickwick Pickles.”
Valerie: Great! Okay, Here’s another: Have you ever considered going on a mission to another country?
Tamara: Considered—yes. Realized—no. Admiration for those who minister to the poor and spread the Word of God—absolutely! When my husband and I decided to have children, he sacrificed his passion for racing cars for my peace of mind and to lessen the chance of our children growing up fatherless. Mission work in other countries is not without risks, and I feel that at this time in my life, my place is with my husband and children. But who knows, maybe one day God will call me to cross the border . . .
Valerie: You have been asked many questions during your career, but would you like to share any one thing with your fans? Something they haven’t asked, but you think they would enjoy hearing about?
Tamara: There is something, and I’m bursting to tell it. Twenty-one years ago, my husband proposed to me, and not in any usual way. On a predawn morning in September 1987, he took me for a hot air balloon ride over Lake Tahoe. As the sun rose, in the distance there appeared a red World War II biplane trailing a banner like those used for advertising. Strange for so early in the morning when there weren’t yet sunbathers on the beaches. But as it neared and started to circle our hot air balloon, these are the words I read: “Tammy, I’ll love you forever. Will you marry me? David” You know my answer! Well, Mr. Romantic topped that for our twentieth anniversary this past June. It was the hot air balloon again, but this time we were over Franklin, Tennessee, our two boys were with us, along with our pastor (and his wife) who renewed our vows, and the banner that trailed the airplane said: “Tammy, 20 years is only a start on 4ever. I love you. David” Now that’s how you romance a romance writer! Thanks for having me!
Valerie: Tamara, it’s been terrific talking to you. Of course, your last statement has me all choked up. I’m happy for you, love your story—David’s surely a keeper. Congratulations and thank you for your hospitality.
Tamara: I thank you very much!
Back porch writer...October 2008
On a recent visit to the local bookstore, I was struck by the variety of posters advertising the works of writers’ souls and gifted imaginations. Words like
BEST SELLER.
AWARD WINNER.
BOOK OF THE YEAR!
screamed, “I have a story to tell!”
The books were colorfully arranged, each hoping to stand out in the crowd.
I marveled at the assortment. Then popping out of the group as though waving to me, I noticed a book. Its author was the subject of my first interview. A tad louder than a whisper, I commented to hubby, “Bill, look. I know him!”
I raised an eyebrow and with one finger placed at my lips, I attempted to hold back any boastfulness. “Wow. How many people can say that?”
We exchanged goofy grins. “You know, I’ve been writing interviews of some really interesting people.”
Bill’s chest puffed out ever so slightly. “You’ve met her, too.”
Glancing in the direction my husband pointed, I immediately recognized the book cover. I searched a little more and counted the books whose authors I interviewed. “Two, three, and four . . . Remember the wedding dress?” I glanced around. “Check it out! Yum. I virtually sipped that author’s fabulous coffee!”
Bill meandered down the aisle, singling out one more book. “Athol Dickson. Haven’t you mentioned him?”
“I’m working with him this month.” I grabbed Bill’s hand. “Ready?”
Bill sang, “California, here we come . . .”
His name is Scottish and is pronounced with a long A and O, like “eighth-ol,” with the accent on the first syllable. Born in the fifties, Mr. Dickson’s life journey has been filled to the brim. He’s been a clothing salesman, carpenter, architect and more. After years of diversity he took yet another path and in the mid 1990s began writing.
His novels have been award winners, and have made the top ten on best novel booklists, such as Christianity Today and the Christian Fiction Review. The Gospel According to Moses, River Rising, The Cure, and Winter Haven are a few of his titles. Raised in Texas, Mr. Athol Dickson currently resides in California with his wife, Sue.
Mr. Dickson is working while he sits in a recliner, headphones supplying him with a musical serendipity, and a computer perched on his lap. He welcomes us to “his world.” The room has a beautiful view of the Pacific Ocean and a vaulted ceiling with exposed wooden beams. An old English pub sign hangs on one wall that reads RED CAT and includes a red cat’s face with startling green eyes. I prefer looking toward the ocean.
Valerie: Describe Athol Dickson.
Athol: I’m in my early 50s, and lately I’ve begun to feel the years a little bit. Sore hip, a touch of arthritis, knees that pop when I climb stairs, etc. It’s hard to believe this is happening to me, but turns out I’m only mortal. (Surprise!) Let’s see . . . what else? I’ve always loved boating and boats. My very patient wife and I once sold our house and cars and moved aboard a 50-foot boat full time, to cruise the Gulf of Mexico and the east coast of the USA. And I love to read, of course, and travel. I speak a little Spanish and especially enjoy visiting Latin American countries. Other than that, I’m just your average boring novelist.
Valerie: Any siblings, or are you an only child?
Athol I have one brother, who is two years behind me age-wise, and light-years ahead in most every other way.
Valerie: Do you feel birth order has any direct relationship to one’s personality . . . achievements?
Athol: I have no idea. Maybe. But I do think we can change and grow no matter what our circumstances, so if a person were shaped by something like being an oldest or middle or youngest child, I don’t think that means they have to live their whole lives in any certain way. Nature and nurture certainly influence us, but self-control is underrated.
Valerie: Architect, painter, artist, writer . . . God offered you these talents. You recognized them and have achieved great things. Do you believe all people have been given a gift, talent?
Athol: Well, thanks for that “great things” part, but I’m not sure we could take it quite that far. As a painter and an architect, I was average. I do hope my writing is a little better. I wrestle with writing in a way I never did in the other arts. It’s more painful for some reason, while also being more personally rewarding. Maybe that’s because I dig deeper. Yes, probably it’s that. So there’s a God-given talent, and, yes, I do believe everybody has at least one particular talent given by the grace of God, but I also think you have to add a lot of effort to that gift in order to achieve what God intended. It’s a parallel to faith. In the Bible it says, “A person is justified by what he does, and not by faith alone.” I think it’s that way with all the gifts God gives, be they personal talents or the gift of a personal relationship with God. God’s gifts are free of course, otherwise they would not be gifts, but the gifts must also be accepted, otherwise they’re of no use whatsoever. To accept God’s gifts, we have to use them as he intended, and that means rolling up our sleeves and going to work.
Valerie: If someone asked you, “How do I realize my God-given abilities; where do I begin,” what would you tell them?
Athol: If by “realize” you mean “how do I include them in my life?” or “how do I make them actual?” I think the answer is what I was just saying about responding to God’s gifts with action. But if you mean “how do I know what my gifts are?” I think the answer comes by being honest with yourself. If a thing does not come naturally, at least to some extent, then as much as you might desire the gift, you do not really have it. Also, if you think more about attaining money or fame or someone else’s approval through the gift, and less about actually enjoying that gift when no one else is watching, then your true talents probably lie elsewhere. A gift from God comes naturally (although it must be improved upon as an act of faith), and once it has been revealed, it becomes a nearly irritable passion. For example, even when I write a simple little e-mail to a friend, I often go over it several times to polish the language. Even in the littlest of things I cannot seem to stop myself from caring about writing and working on it. That’s when you know you have a gift.
Valerie: When you sit down to write a new novel, how would you calibrate your personal percentages for us: inspiration/imagination, perspiration, dedication, and enthusiasm.
Athol: First, I’d have to separate inspiration and imagination, because I see them as different. Inspiration can come in a subconscious flash, but imagination is a tool one uses consciously and deliberately, and the use of it sometimes requires a great deal of time. So sometimes I do get an inspired idea as if from out of nowhere (say, 1 percent of the time), but usually I develop ideas into plots and characters by working hard with my imagination, (say, 30 percent of the time). Then I apply craftsmanship to develop the plot and characters in the first draft (this is definitely perspiration, at about 40 percent) and then of course there’s all that editing and rewrites (more perspiration, so increase it to 69 percent). That equals 100 percent, I think, which is fine, because I couldn’t separate dedication and enthusiasm from the process anyway. They’re in every part of the mix as the things that make me want to write in the first place.
Valerie: Would you share what you are currently working on now?
Athol: I’m calling it Lost Mission, but it might not be called that when it hits the bookstores. Sometimes the publisher’s marketing people let my working titles stand, and sometimes they have better ideas. This one is a little different from my other novels (but then, all my novels tend to be different). Basically, there are two parallel stories: one about a Franciscan brother who travels to southern California in the 1700s to establish a mission, and the other about a modern-day Mexican who enters California illegally in order to preach the gospel to us here. Naturally these two stories are interwoven, with lots of action and adventure, but I won’t give away too much about that. Thematically, the story explores what it means to be an unbeliever versus a person of faith, and what it means to seek God’s will in life, no matter what.
Valerie: What stage you are in?
Athol: I’ve almost completed the third draft, and will send it to my editor later this week. After he has a look at it, I’ll do at least two more drafts. Maybe more, if he sees a lot of potential for improvement.
Valerie: California—movie stars, celebrities—have you ever considered writing for television? Screenplays for movies?
Athol: Based on my first novel, I wrote a screenplay with a guy named Michael Waxman, who has lots of feature film experience working with Michael Mann, the director. Waxman was great, an honorable man who taught me a lot about the business and the process of screenwriting, but unfortunately one of the other producers embezzled the seed money for the production. That left me feeling leery of Hollywood projects. Life’s too short to worry about dealing with crooks, so unless someone comes along with cash up front and a percentage of the gross, I think I’ll stick with novels. Of course, only the top names in the business get deals like that, so I’m not holding my breath.
Valerie: Would you want to act, or have you ever acted?
Athol: In high school I played the lead in A Different Drummer. That’s all, and once was enough for me. But I’d love to direct a feature film. Wouldn’t everyone?
Valerie: Speaking of California, have you ever felt an earthquake? What was your reaction?
Athol: We had a 5.8 earthquake about three weeks ago. Maybe you read about it. That was my first real earthquake since moving to California, all the others before it being only tremors. They’re pretty crazy, let me tell you. I was sitting in the easy chair where I do most of my writing, and all of a sudden the walls and beams were wobbling. It went on long enough for me to figure out what was happening, but since our house was built in 1929, I wasn’t particularly scared. I figure the house has made it through some real doozies before now, so I just kind of kicked back and enjoyed the sensation.
Valerie: Do you have one particular “cherished item” you’d regret loosing in a natural disaster?
Athol: Funny you should ask. Just this morning I was thinking about my Bible, which has about 20 years’ worth of notes in the margin, and what a shame it would be to lose it now. I had an uncle who was a pastor of a little country church for 45 years, and one Sunday after church he realized he had left his personal study Bible on the podium, so he went back to get it and sure enough, it had been stolen. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around that one.
Valerie: This one’s for fun: If you could clone a character from one of your stories, who would it be?
Athol: Papa DeGroot from River Rising. He’s so very . . . interesting, shall we say? I’d tell you more about him, but I don’t want to ruin the story for anyone.
Valerie: Now, the two of you go to your favorite restaurant called . . .?
Athol: This is a tough choice. Maybe Mandina’s in New Orleans, since Papa is from Plaquemines Parish, just south of the city. Or maybe we could get Papa on a plane and fly him out to Newport Beach for dinner at Bandera.
Valerie: You’d wear . . .?
Athol: Polo shirt, faded jeans, and topsiders. I never go anywhere that requires coats or ties.
Valerie: You’d order your favorite meal, which is . . .?
Athol: It’s all good at Mandina’s. At Bandera it’s the prime rib.
Valerie: The atmosphere and fellowship with your fictional character is an enjoyable experience. Which of you picks up the tab?
Athol: Oh, Papa would pay, because he has so much money. Besides, he owes me.
Valerie: You’re funny—good one! Last, you have been asked many questions during your career, but would you like to share any one thing with your fans? Something they haven’t asked, but you think they would enjoy hearing about?
Athol: I never cease to be surprised that a reader would want to know about me. Behind the stories I’m just a guy who sits around all day typing and staring out the window. So I have no idea what a reader would enjoy hearing about. Would they like to know about my marriage? It’s almost 25 years old, and my wife and I are still seriously crazy about each other. That’s great for us, but kind of boring for everybody else. People prefer messy divorces, don’t they? That’s what makes the news, anyway. Speaking of that, I guess I could mention I’m a news junkie; I scour the Internet for background on news stories all the time. I love dogs and some cats (affectionate cats), but I do not get along well with horses. For some reason, horses seem to like to hurt me. I clean the kitchen and my wife cooks. I like cookies, which explains my waistline. I love art museums and galleries. Beautiful paintings inspire me to write. Basically, like I said before, I’m just a regular guy who writes novels for a living. But I do try to tell stories that are fresh and original, not like any other stories, so that’s something.
That’s something to be proud of! Thank you so much for sharing today. It’s been a pleasure meeting with you.
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Valerie Anne Faulkner, a New York native moved to the Gulf Coast of Florida in 1973. Author of I Must Be in Heaven: A Promise Kept, she spends her days working side by side with her husband, Bill, as an electrician, then evenings, as a writer. The CFOM interviews have been a great way for her to meet other authors and hone her writing craft. This back porch writer’s family is very important to her, and she cherishes time spent with her three grown children and six grandchildren. A few hours with family or a day enjoying one of Florida’s Gulf beaches are her favorite ways to relieve stress and refresh from her busy lifestyle. Valerie’s motto is “A day with prayer . . . seldom unravels.” Visit her at www.imustbeinheaven.com.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Back Porch Writer...July 2008
Originally published July-2008, Christian Fiction Online Magazine.
Interview with Robert Liparulo
By
Valerie Anne Faulkner
While sitting on my back porch, enjoying the gorgeous day, I gather my thoughts and get ready for my virtual escapade across the country. I imagine it will take a couple days on the road.
Jeep-check.
Hubby-check.
Jake (my dog)-check.
Let’s go!
First stop, Colorado.
Having received my very first assignment as an interviewer, I’m wondering if I should have learned short-hand… although I doubt it would make this any easier.
I’ve felt edgy and a bit apprehensive since finding out I had the ‘scary-story-telling’ author to interview. I knew he wrote, ‘sit on the edge of your seat’ thrillers and being a scaredy-cat at heart I speculate, will this change my dreams into nightmares?
Robert Liparulo is an award-winning author of over a thousand published articles and short stories. He’s filling our bookshelves with acclaimed thrillers, like Comes a Horseman and Germ, which have been optioned by Hollywood.
His latest thriller Deadfall, is a techno retelling of Deliverance. Also, just released is his young adult series Dreamhouse Kings. The first of the 2008 summer sizzlers in this series are House of Dark Shadows and Watcher in the Woods.
In addition to his prolific writing he’s an avid scuba diver, reader, traveler, and law enforcement/military enthusiast. He lives in Colorado, with his wife and four children.
My mythical meandering across the U.S.A. to Colorado fared well, however the thoughts of the meeting still had me a bit anxious. I wanted this to be great. My mind played games as I visualized the scenario.
I’m picturing myself… first my mind going blank, then… I’m speechless!
Bill reassures me, “That’ll never happen.”
I sneer at hubby, “funny.”
I say a little silent prayer; “Please God, Help! This is my big chance… I’m going to earn credits as an author, on my own journey up the publishing world ladder.”
God miraculously hears me.
My unjustified jitters disappear, as Bill, Jake, and I are greeted with warm smiles, and friendly hellos. Mr. Liparulo and his family are gracious and kind. Their hospitality calms any nervousness, and after a refreshing green tea; I’m eager to get to work.
The author shows me to his office. He offers me a seat on a beautiful leather sofa, which faces an old dark-wood desk. I glance around as he gathers his papers together and I think to myself… this looks so author-like.
Shelves filled with books, lots of wood accents, a table-top replica of Michelangelo’s Moses and an old hour glass; elegant pieces that adorn his study. I hear a familiar melody softly playing from the sound system and I am eased by the charming surroundings. A large window overlooks the treed yard and I see my ‘boys’ have found a relaxing place to rest while they wait.
“This is delightful. I have so many questions.” I glance at my paper work, fumbling for my glasses; I take a breath, smile at him and ask, “May I begin?”
***
Valerie: How do you personally relate to characters in your stories? For example: Luco Scaramuzzi from Comes a Horseman.
Robert: When I write from a character’s point of view, I am that character. Even when I'm not actually writing, I sort of live that character: at a restaurant, I may think, “What would so-and-so order?”; when I’m just hanging out with my family and friends, I tend to think the way the character thinks. So, I argue points from a position I normally wouldn’t take, necessarily. I try to get inside that character’s mind. “Method writing” I call it. Fortunately, my friends and family know this about me, and they give me lots of grace. When I was working on my young adult series, and the point-of-view character was a twelve year old, I drove my wife crazy. I wanted to take the kids for ice cream just about every day, go to the Six Flags amusement park in Denver, watch adolescent movies . . . all the stuff a twelve-year-old boy would do.
With Scaramuzzi, who’s a bad guy to the highest order, I got pretty dark. Since his thinking was diametrically opposed to my own, I found myself in a funk whenever his scenes came up. I did understand him, somewhat. Bad guys don’t think they’re bad; only that they’re more enlightened than others. I hope that I infused in him a humanity that his actions didn’t reflect, but his thinking did. Now, from the perspective of several years since I wrote about him, I hope I don’t have any of the greed and delusion that were part of his character, but I’m sure on some level I do. Writing about characters both good and evil helps me explore my own strengths and weaknesses. As a writer, I’m interested in how some of us turn toward the light and some go the other way. I think all of us have it in us to go either way. But for the grace of God . . . And I mean that literally.
Valerie: How did you come up with his name?
Robert: I have no idea. I do tend to come up with sharp-sounding names for antagonists. Scaramuzzi, Karl Litt in Germ. In Deadfall, I broke down and named a secondary bad guy “Bad,” but that was more of a product of the youth and video game culture I was examining in that story. Someone pointed out that in Deadfall, my bad guys have unusual names—Declan, Bad, Kyrill—while the good guys were Tom, David, Laura, John, who everyone called “Hutch,” a shortening of his last name. Maybe it’s a subconscious thing, I don’t know: good is normal; evil is unusual. I’m probably thinking too much about it now.
There’s a clue in Comes a Horseman involving Scaramuzzi’s name. A character says “scary movie,” and the protagonists, who’ve administered sodium amytal—so-called truth serum—to this person, have no idea why he would be repeating that. We learn later that he was saying “Scaramuzzi.” That idea came when I told my wife over the phone that I’d been writing about Scaramuzzi. She said, “Are you saying ‘scary movie’?” It seemed to fit.
Valerie: You have a large family. What sort of bedtime stories do you tell your children? Have the kids been frightened by them?
Robert: I tell them stories about my childhood, and I embellish the facts to make the events sound more dramatic than they were—they know I do that, it’s a running gag in our home. I used to live in the Azores Islands, for example, and attended a running of the bulls, Pamplona-style. In my story, the bulls won: They gored and trampled everyone in the street, then jumped on boats and sailed away. And I have a nasty habit of adding scary bits to even the stories I read. They do get mildly frightened, and that’s my intention. All in good clean fun. Now, my eleven-year-old writes stories, and I have to tell you, they are pretty scary. Not in a disturbed way, but I sometimes think, “Wow, this kid knows how to build suspense. Where did that come from?”
Valerie: Have you or your family ever experienced ‘creepy’ feelings while traveling? Motels, hotels… feel like you need to be checking around corners, because of your vivid imagination?
Robert: My family, no. Me, yes. I am constantly hopping out of bed, checking on noises and into shadows. You can’t always turn it off. I like to write late at night. Sometimes I catch movement in the corner of my eye and jump, only to realize it was a passing car or my own reflection in the window. My stories often involve a family member in jeopardy. I think that’s a fear of mine that plays out in my stories. My sister died young in a car accident. At the time, I had just started a family. My first two children were babies. I remember going into their room the day my sister died. I just looked at them sleeping, and I realize bad things could happen to them at any time. I just wanted to embrace them and never let them go, to protect them forever, but of course we can’t. We have to pray for them and do the best we can, but we have to let them venture into this big, scary world. Letting go, releasing that embrace, involves hope. All of my stories have a central foundation on hope.
Valerie: Do you have experience with your weapons of choice, in your novels? Are you a hunter, yourself?
Robert: I try to shoot all of the weapons my characters use. I have friends who are in the police department and others who are firearms collectors, so I have incredible access to weapons that aren’t normally available to the average person. Sometimes, I have to rely on research. I never handled the China Type 64 used for an assassination in the first chapter of Comes a Horseman, but a weapons expert told me that would be the ideal pistol for that situation, because it’s the quietest handgun ever created. On a philosophical level, I’ve always been fascinated by weaponry in general, how it can be used in either good ways or evil ways. It’s analogous of a lot of things available to us—sex, wine, money. I am a bow hunter, but I don’t get out as often as I’d like to.
Valerie: Comes a Horseman and Germ are going to the big screen. Have you thought about who could play your characters? Are you excited about the possibilities, wondering if they’ll meet your expectations? Have you ever acted?
Robert: I didn’t have anybody in mind while writing the stories, so my ideas of the “perfect” actors for the characters shift with the Hollywood winds. I hear that producer is after a particular person or an actor expresses interest, and I think, “Yeah, I can see that.” There are so many things in Hollywood that factor into who might take on a role—scheduling, money, who else is involved—that it’s a revolving door of possibilities. In college, I started out as a motion picture production major, before switching to English, so having so much interest in my stories from producers is definitely exciting. I don’t write with movies in mind, but I tend to write cinematically. I acted some in high school, but quickly realize that wasn’t my calling. I directed some theater, a discipline I think helps me describe scenes, but I can’t see myself ever on stage or in front of the camera.
Valerie: Do you feel like the protector of your family? Have you ever been in a scary situation, and then used it in your writing?
Robert: I’ve had friends compliment me on how protective I am of my family, but I sometimes think I’m overprotective. It’s that letting go I mentioned earlier.I’ll give you an example of a time I caused a scary situation. The first thing I did when I set out to research the possibility of an actual organization like The Watchers (that’s the name they go by in Comes a Horseman) is call some theologian/researchers I know. They said they’d heard rumors of such an organization, but the best they could do was refer me to people who knew more about the subject. I’d call them and they’d send me to someone else. Pretty typical stuff for a journalistic investigation. The hope is that each person you talk to brings you closer to the “inner circle,” the truth. Eventually, the people I called became rude, telling me to mind my own business or simply hanging up on me. One night, at about three in the morning, I got a call from one of the early researchers I’d spoken to. He told me I was getting too close, that I had to stop the research. The next day, there was a message on my office voice mail. The caller had used a voice-changer to electronically disguise his voice. The message was, “Stop... or else.” If I were writing nonfiction, I’d have continued the pursuit. But this is fiction and between the two calls, I guessed whosever toes I stepped on was ticked off and serious about stopping me. I didn’t want to find our cat nailed to my front door, so I stopped looking for The Watchers. In the book, I used the information I had gathered to that point, and I also had one of the characters get called by someone using an electronic voice-changer, so all was not lost.
Valerie: In the beginning of your career, you wrote short stories and articles. What made you decide to write your first novel?
Robert: At heart, I’ve always been a fiction writer. I love telling stories. When the short story market dried up—magazines started caring less about the story than the names that would draw readers to them: Ray Bradbury, John Updike—I turned to whatever would put bread on the table, and that was non-fiction articles. I got caught up in making a living and wrote as a journalist for many years. I became good friends with James Byron Huggins, an extraordinarily talented novelist, and he learned of my “first love.” He prodded me relentlessly to try my hand at fiction again, particularly novels. After a year of enduring his late-night calls to see if I’d put any storytelling on the page, I finally started doing it. I’d get up at three or four in the morning and write on a novel idea until eight or nine, when I’d have to get working on my articles. Eventually, I wrote enough to show some agents and publishers.
Valerie: Do you feel your faith played a role in where you are today?
Robert: I was a freelance article writer for years. It’s not always a profitable endeavor. I knew—knew—God made me to be a writer, so I’d keep writing. There were days when I considered going into accounting or advertising or anything that seemed more stable. But I’d always come back to what I was designed, or wired, to do, and that was to write. So, through feast and famine, that’s what I did. I always thought if I died broke, at least I did what I believed was my calling to do.
When my novel writing took off, I faced a different dilemma: Do I try to infuse spirituality into my stories, or do I write what was in my heart to write, whether it was obviously spiritual or more subtly so? My goal was to match the craft and entertainment value of best-selling mainstream authors: Lee Child, Jonathan Kellerman, Michael Crichton, John Grisham, James Lee Burke. I wanted a reader to experience the thrill of an interesting story well told. Usually, for the secular reader, the big turn-off of “Christian fiction” is the preachiness; while for Christian readers, secular novels contain too many things that fly in the face of their faith. Even so-called “clean” secular novels often have salty language and things like the main character living with a boyfriend or girlfriend, without that bad behavior ever being addressed. I think there’s a way to show good as good and evil as evil without offending God or His children and without being preachy. I believe there’s a way to satisfy both worlds, so that secular readers get what they’re missing from “Christian fiction” — God’s righteousness — and Christian readers get what’s often missing from faith-based fiction — topics that are edgy, nonstop pacing, and an emphasis on entertainment. God’s at work on every page of Comes a Horseman, Germ, Deadfall and my young adult novels—a series called Dreamhouse Kings. I’m sure of that. But He doesn’t need me to invoke His name on every page, any more than mountain peaks need to have His name carved into them for people to see Him there.
Valerie: Could you imagine yourself doing anything else with your life? You look like a country singer, or a builder, or an actor; you look like you could do anything. Is writing your only goal?
Robert: It is. Writing is it. Maybe something in the movies or television, as a writer, director, or creator, but I think any of those still fall into the “storyteller” field. I once wrote some songs, which wound up on a struggling band’s album. I can see maybe writing a song or two in the future, but not performing. The only things I ever thought I’d like to do other than storytelling, was child psychiatry or teaching. I love kids and would love to help them find their place in this world. Maybe God is showing me how to do that, and still stay in the field for which He designed me, by putting the Dreamhouse Kings story in me. It has all the excitement and action and thrills young people love—it’s about a family that stumbles on a house that has portals into the past—but ultimately there’s a positive message about finding your purpose.
Valerie: Last, I know you have been asked so many questions during your career, but I was wondering… is there any one thing you would like to share with your fans? Something they haven’t asked but you think they would enjoy hearing?
Robert: Wow, that’s a tough question, mostly because there are so many things . . . . Probably, more than anything, I’d want to talk about the stories themselves. Not where the ideas come from, or the mechanics of how I write, or how to land an agent, or all those “business of writing” questions I hear a lot. Let’s talk about story, about the passion necessary for a story to take flight. Why this story? Why now? What’s it about? Wherever it came from, you have to want to tell a story so badly that it’s all you talk about, all you think about, to put in the hours and days and months it takes it tell it, to tell it just the way you were meant to tell it—whether people “get” it or not. I think if you have a story worth telling, one that people want to read, one that touches them, it will find an audience. But even that shouldn’t be your primary concern as a writer. You need only to want to tell a story that resonates with you. We’re all experiencing much of the same things it means to be human—in general and specifically in this time we find ourselves living in, so a writer needs to have faith that what resonates with him or her will resonate with others. It doesn’t matter that some people don’t like the way you told it, or whatever. In fact, if everyone likes your stories, they probably aren’t edgy enough or profound enough to touch anyone deeply.
So . . . the question I’d like to hear is, “What makes you so passionate about this story?” For Deadfall it’s that I wanted to explore the idea of doing what’s right, even if it meant losing your life doing it. What makes a hero? Could I be heroic? Could I face an overwhelming enemy and not run away, when others will perish because of my cowardice?
For Dreamhouse Kings, it’s that it says a lot about the meaning of family and what we’d do for the ones we love. It’s everything I feel for my family—and even beyond them, to what I feel for my friends, for my neighbors, for my fellow humans. Do I love you enough to face danger and to put aside my own interests to save your life, your dreams? I hope I do . . . and that’s a story I wanted to tell.
***
“Wow!” Was this all I could say. Mesmerized and awed, I knew this interview was great. With confidence I stood up and offered my hand. “Mr. Liparulo?”
His grip expressed sincerity. “You may call me, Robert.”
“This has been a remarkable experience for me, and I appreciate your input. I know for myself and all the reader’s it’s been a pleasure getting to know you. Thank you.”
***
Valerie Anne Faulkner, a New York native moved to the Gulf Coast of Florida in 1973. Author of “I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept” she spends her days working side by side with her husband Bill, as an electrician; then evenings, as a writer. Valerie Anne’s family is very important to her, and she cherishes time spent with her three grown children and six grandchildren.
A few hours enjoying one of Florida’s Gulf beaches, is her favorite way to relieve stress and refresh from her busy lifestyle.
Valerie’s motto, “A day with prayer… seldom unravels.”
www.imustbeinheaven.com
www.christianfictiononlinemagazine.com
Book fair Fantasy almost Fizzles
From:
Valerie’s Desk…
I just wanted to thank Dahris Clair, president of Florida Writer’s Association-New Port Richey Chapter, and Author of “The House on Slocum Road,” for organizing the Book Fair at New Port Richey Library, yesterday.
Arriving:
When I signed up to attend the Book Fair I considered things like, how many books should I bring? Then, I thought about how many books I might sell? Considering the cost of books, shipping, and my time, umm, I'd better take and hope for about twenty. Yes… that would be a good day!
So Bill and I, (the guy I hang out with all the time, you know my best friend, my publisher, and hubby) gather posters, sales slips, and business cards etc. and make our entrance at 10:30 A.M., ready to set the world on fire. A girl can dream, right?
We lugged all our goodies (I should have left some of the books in the jeep) to the second floor wondering half way up the stairs, if there was an elevator. Breathless, we see signs: Book Fair-this-way, conference room ahead.
We enter the room-amazed, authors were already set up. God, help me… I thought it started at 11:00. Luckily we found the last available spot; in a far off corner- at least it wasn’t the hallway, to set up shop.
Trying not to crowd out our table companion, we set up our display. With an imaginary ‘neutral zone’ we attempted to stay on our side. Well, sort of. With the lap-top set up, we could even take credit cards!
Let the games begin! We were ready. My silly ‘ego’ occasionally distorts my thinking and quietly announces to my brain: Valerie Anne Faulkner is here!
Afternoon:
As the morning turned to afternoon I began rethinking this and realized I was not the only author that had spent time and effort preparing for the fest. Seemed all of us shared something in common and now we were wondering, where’s our customers! Had they not wanted to be bothered venturing upstairs? It was a Library… books were free for the taking, downstairs. But, we were offering new books, autographed books, and a chance to meet authors. By mid afternoon a few faces managed to arrive on the scene, giving hope to all… but sales remained few and far between.
Having eaten lunch and too many bite size candies, (the ones I brought to lure customers), I thought about ‘road shows’ and ‘carnivals’, and the ‘traveling salesman.’ What’s a nice girl like me involved in this for...? I don’t think I could make a living doing this! After all I only have one book! I suppose I could write another book… possibly I‘d have a better chance if I had five or six, or ten. Would I need more?
Well I’ll consider that tomorrow, I thought to myself. Yes… I’ll figure this all out tomorrow!
Last hour:
It was nearing 2:30 or so, and the clock had spun even though most of us suffered ‘empty pocket syndrome’. By now Bill and I knew this fair, on a scale of one to ten was indeed ‘fair’, not great, not bad. Comparing to our expectations- it was definitely- ‘just okay’.
I decided I couldn’t stand to sit there much longer, and got up to walk around. I’d practice some pitches on our fellow authors. Bill and I had already exchanged as much helpful information as we could with our neighboring table sitters, on writing, publishing, authoring of a book. Which by the way… we found very interesting and enjoyable! But, I couldn’t sit still a minute longer.
So meandering over to the other side of the big room Bill and I met, and spoke to almost every author in the house. We weren’t trying to sell books, instead we had a chance to share some of our ideas… as well as listen to a variety of interesting people and their approach to ‘selling books’. Stories, lessons, talking one-on-one with some of the best authors in this area… was an invaluable experience. We found Radio interviewers and multi-book authors. Exchanging ideas, and networking. Camaraderie at it’s best!
At 5:00 P.M. the Book Fair had been over since 4:00, we just couldn’t leave! We and the others were having the best day…
Moral:
Bill and I carried all of our books down the stairs. Didn’t sell a one! Monetarily cost us more to go, then what we made…
But it’s not what we had in our pockets that mattered after a day at the book fair, it’s what we brought home… priceless!!!
Valerie’s Desk…
I just wanted to thank Dahris Clair, president of Florida Writer’s Association-New Port Richey Chapter, and Author of “The House on Slocum Road,” for organizing the Book Fair at New Port Richey Library, yesterday.
Arriving:
When I signed up to attend the Book Fair I considered things like, how many books should I bring? Then, I thought about how many books I might sell? Considering the cost of books, shipping, and my time, umm, I'd better take and hope for about twenty. Yes… that would be a good day!
So Bill and I, (the guy I hang out with all the time, you know my best friend, my publisher, and hubby) gather posters, sales slips, and business cards etc. and make our entrance at 10:30 A.M., ready to set the world on fire. A girl can dream, right?
We lugged all our goodies (I should have left some of the books in the jeep) to the second floor wondering half way up the stairs, if there was an elevator. Breathless, we see signs: Book Fair-this-way, conference room ahead.
We enter the room-amazed, authors were already set up. God, help me… I thought it started at 11:00. Luckily we found the last available spot; in a far off corner- at least it wasn’t the hallway, to set up shop.
Trying not to crowd out our table companion, we set up our display. With an imaginary ‘neutral zone’ we attempted to stay on our side. Well, sort of. With the lap-top set up, we could even take credit cards!
Let the games begin! We were ready. My silly ‘ego’ occasionally distorts my thinking and quietly announces to my brain: Valerie Anne Faulkner is here!
Afternoon:
As the morning turned to afternoon I began rethinking this and realized I was not the only author that had spent time and effort preparing for the fest. Seemed all of us shared something in common and now we were wondering, where’s our customers! Had they not wanted to be bothered venturing upstairs? It was a Library… books were free for the taking, downstairs. But, we were offering new books, autographed books, and a chance to meet authors. By mid afternoon a few faces managed to arrive on the scene, giving hope to all… but sales remained few and far between.
Having eaten lunch and too many bite size candies, (the ones I brought to lure customers), I thought about ‘road shows’ and ‘carnivals’, and the ‘traveling salesman.’ What’s a nice girl like me involved in this for...? I don’t think I could make a living doing this! After all I only have one book! I suppose I could write another book… possibly I‘d have a better chance if I had five or six, or ten. Would I need more?
Well I’ll consider that tomorrow, I thought to myself. Yes… I’ll figure this all out tomorrow!
Last hour:
It was nearing 2:30 or so, and the clock had spun even though most of us suffered ‘empty pocket syndrome’. By now Bill and I knew this fair, on a scale of one to ten was indeed ‘fair’, not great, not bad. Comparing to our expectations- it was definitely- ‘just okay’.
I decided I couldn’t stand to sit there much longer, and got up to walk around. I’d practice some pitches on our fellow authors. Bill and I had already exchanged as much helpful information as we could with our neighboring table sitters, on writing, publishing, authoring of a book. Which by the way… we found very interesting and enjoyable! But, I couldn’t sit still a minute longer.
So meandering over to the other side of the big room Bill and I met, and spoke to almost every author in the house. We weren’t trying to sell books, instead we had a chance to share some of our ideas… as well as listen to a variety of interesting people and their approach to ‘selling books’. Stories, lessons, talking one-on-one with some of the best authors in this area… was an invaluable experience. We found Radio interviewers and multi-book authors. Exchanging ideas, and networking. Camaraderie at it’s best!
At 5:00 P.M. the Book Fair had been over since 4:00, we just couldn’t leave! We and the others were having the best day…
Moral:
Bill and I carried all of our books down the stairs. Didn’t sell a one! Monetarily cost us more to go, then what we made…
But it’s not what we had in our pockets that mattered after a day at the book fair, it’s what we brought home… priceless!!!
Saturday, June 7, 2008
I give up... It's incurable!
I give up... It's incurable!
I just can’t help myself! I have to share… Bill, (that’s my husband) worked literally overtime on getting my book published. The proof copy was so good we placed an order.
So, this past Tuesday, the driver delivered our first “one hundred” books via U.P.S. you know how I love that truck… and when I saw the two big boxes, my heart fluttered and it felt like Christmas. Then my mind went from “money spent for books” to books! Then back to “money spent for books…”
Pretty much, I was ecstatic to be the proud owner of one hundred copies of I Must be in heaven, a promise kept, but let me tell you… the heavy boxes, and the possibility I may not ‘eat’ for the next few weeks, gave way to a sudden apprehension and nervousness. Yipes, I have to sell these now!
Bill carried them in with a few grunts, and I opened the first box carefully. The knife was sharp… Then I realized:
I’m an author!
I have books!
I know this is ‘old stuff’ for some of you… but bear with me. The cover looks great… the pages, prologue, dedication, chapters… wow.
My optimism returns!
I can do this! Unwrapping the plastic; I pull a few more books out… Well, I think I can. Yes… I can!
Next day: Wednesday… Bill has to go to the doctor’s for his check-up. Now a month or so before this appointment, we’d sent out certified mail with permission slips, to the characters/persons in the story that would allow me to use their “real” name. When we arrived - with books for the nice doctors that gave us the go-ahead - they got so wound up about being in the book, they hardly remembered to give Bill his check-up.
That’s okay… as Bill never felt better! The Wow’s and Woo’s could have cured anybody. Bill and I were beaming with pride. Our only plight at that point was our ridiculous grins. The excitement over the books caused a bit of commotion… and all the office staff were saying, ‘I want one!’ Needless to say, I was feeling a brand new flutter in my heart and thinking, YES! I’m an author! I have books!
Alright, now comes Thursday… We get up normal time; our business phone has messages to contend with from calls that started at six a.m. So, as we listen, the fourth or fifth message comes through and it’s a customer that isn’t in need of electrical work… But, instead wants to know if ‘Valerie’s Book’ is available yet.
Yahoo! I’ll say it again, “YAHOO!” he wanted one! The gentleman brought cash and drove to our home. He had been to Books-A-Million inquiring… of course I haven’t even begun that task; it’ll be a whole different story for sure. He asked me to sign it… and this avid reader spent a little time chatting, then left with a smile on his face. I’m thinking Bill and I are contagious… be careful, “grinning-itis”… may be incurable! There’s more…
Today (Friday) I went out to do electrical work with Bill. It’s hot… I’m thinking I could really be a lot cooler sitting at the computer writing, and instead I’m wiping the sweat off my brow. Then as always we’re talking with the homeowners, and guess what? Two more books sold!
The moral of all this… keep the faith all you writers. If I can do this… anyone can! I am having FUN!!! “Life is good.”
P.S.
Thank you, God. :)
I just can’t help myself! I have to share… Bill, (that’s my husband) worked literally overtime on getting my book published. The proof copy was so good we placed an order.
So, this past Tuesday, the driver delivered our first “one hundred” books via U.P.S. you know how I love that truck… and when I saw the two big boxes, my heart fluttered and it felt like Christmas. Then my mind went from “money spent for books” to books! Then back to “money spent for books…”
Pretty much, I was ecstatic to be the proud owner of one hundred copies of I Must be in heaven, a promise kept, but let me tell you… the heavy boxes, and the possibility I may not ‘eat’ for the next few weeks, gave way to a sudden apprehension and nervousness. Yipes, I have to sell these now!
Bill carried them in with a few grunts, and I opened the first box carefully. The knife was sharp… Then I realized:
I’m an author!
I have books!
I know this is ‘old stuff’ for some of you… but bear with me. The cover looks great… the pages, prologue, dedication, chapters… wow.
My optimism returns!
I can do this! Unwrapping the plastic; I pull a few more books out… Well, I think I can. Yes… I can!
Next day: Wednesday… Bill has to go to the doctor’s for his check-up. Now a month or so before this appointment, we’d sent out certified mail with permission slips, to the characters/persons in the story that would allow me to use their “real” name. When we arrived - with books for the nice doctors that gave us the go-ahead - they got so wound up about being in the book, they hardly remembered to give Bill his check-up.
That’s okay… as Bill never felt better! The Wow’s and Woo’s could have cured anybody. Bill and I were beaming with pride. Our only plight at that point was our ridiculous grins. The excitement over the books caused a bit of commotion… and all the office staff were saying, ‘I want one!’ Needless to say, I was feeling a brand new flutter in my heart and thinking, YES! I’m an author! I have books!
Alright, now comes Thursday… We get up normal time; our business phone has messages to contend with from calls that started at six a.m. So, as we listen, the fourth or fifth message comes through and it’s a customer that isn’t in need of electrical work… But, instead wants to know if ‘Valerie’s Book’ is available yet.
Yahoo! I’ll say it again, “YAHOO!” he wanted one! The gentleman brought cash and drove to our home. He had been to Books-A-Million inquiring… of course I haven’t even begun that task; it’ll be a whole different story for sure. He asked me to sign it… and this avid reader spent a little time chatting, then left with a smile on his face. I’m thinking Bill and I are contagious… be careful, “grinning-itis”… may be incurable! There’s more…
Today (Friday) I went out to do electrical work with Bill. It’s hot… I’m thinking I could really be a lot cooler sitting at the computer writing, and instead I’m wiping the sweat off my brow. Then as always we’re talking with the homeowners, and guess what? Two more books sold!
The moral of all this… keep the faith all you writers. If I can do this… anyone can! I am having FUN!!! “Life is good.”
P.S.
Thank you, God. :)
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Monday, May 5, 2008
An anniversary gift.
May 11th... in the year of 1968, was a Saturday. I married my true love that day at 3:00 in the afternoon... We spent eleven wonderful days together; then he left for Vietnam.
Years later: 2005.... I almost lost my sweetheart; a severe brain injury. It was then, I promised to tell the stories. About life, the miracles, our faith which held us together, through out our marriage and beyond.
I wrote:"I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept" My hubby Bill, has published the story.
E-book and CD are available now. Soft cover paperback coming-soon. (I have actually held my proof copy in my own two hands. It won't be too long now!) He handed it to me just the other day… an early gift. I cried for about twenty minutes. I was so over whelmed; seeing my book in print.
This Sunday... is a special day for us.
It's our anniversary,
40 years!
God is good!!!
Valerie Anne Faulkner, author
http://www.imustbeinheaven.com
Years later: 2005.... I almost lost my sweetheart; a severe brain injury. It was then, I promised to tell the stories. About life, the miracles, our faith which held us together, through out our marriage and beyond.
I wrote:"I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept" My hubby Bill, has published the story.
E-book and CD are available now. Soft cover paperback coming-soon. (I have actually held my proof copy in my own two hands. It won't be too long now!) He handed it to me just the other day… an early gift. I cried for about twenty minutes. I was so over whelmed; seeing my book in print.
This Sunday... is a special day for us.
It's our anniversary,
40 years!
God is good!!!
Valerie Anne Faulkner, author
http://www.imustbeinheaven.com
Monday, April 21, 2008
Amen, again
Amen,again.
Picture the darkness of night;
My eyes open slight.
I tossed and I turned.
Couldn’t sleep; for I yearned
For; a moment in time.
That singular instant
I had prayed, I had cried.
I wondered;
Had, He heard me?
Would He, be satisfied?
Had I spoke clear enough…
Did I say the right word?
Did I need to scream out?
Praise God, Thank you Lord!
---------------------------------------------------------------
It was a nightmare;
A frightening breath
held in time.
But, it was then
That, my life, was truly sublime.
‘Twas then, I’d felt God’s kindness
It was pure;
Bequeathed; on time.
‘Twas then that I’d learned, to trust; to endure.
God did hear my prayer!
-------------------------------------------------
God answered; gave me his almighty hand
Just at that second,
That instant in time
And He, the potter molded like clay,
Me: a writer; with script for, the land.
The miracles His Holiness… gave as reward,
“If”, I would do what‘s been asked in,
My own; humbling word.
I held on so tight, I followed his lead;
And, fear turned to grace.
Love swirled about me, that eve;
He whispered so clear,
‘Tell the stories’, my dear.
Granted, I knew nothing,
And, nothing was okay.
For God, was my mentor, God, showed me the way.
God held out his candle
And loved me; that day.
He persuaded my hand to hold tight to the pen.
Literally he urged me; again and again.
The weeks borne years,
I held close to his plan
And, with; all of my heart…
I wrote for the Man.
----------------------------------------------------------
Still… wondering, sometimes
If; you’d forsake me;
You wouldn’t!
You challenged me when,
I thought that I couldn’t.
The pen and the ink
For, a sinner; like me?
God, what is it you want, make me able to see.
I’m trying my best,
To, please you Dear Lord.
I made you a promise I agreed, to keep.
But, I’ve tried and I’ve cried
Alas, even lost sleep.
Because; of a promise
A promise… or leap!
Ah…
I feel you Lord,
I’ll gather your, light.
You’ll get me through,
It’ll all be, alright.
Forever…
Amen, again.
Picture the darkness of night;
My eyes open slight.
I tossed and I turned.
Couldn’t sleep; for I yearned
For; a moment in time.
That singular instant
I had prayed, I had cried.
I wondered;
Had, He heard me?
Would He, be satisfied?
Had I spoke clear enough…
Did I say the right word?
Did I need to scream out?
Praise God, Thank you Lord!
---------------------------------------------------------------
It was a nightmare;
A frightening breath
held in time.
But, it was then
That, my life, was truly sublime.
‘Twas then, I’d felt God’s kindness
It was pure;
Bequeathed; on time.
‘Twas then that I’d learned, to trust; to endure.
God did hear my prayer!
-------------------------------------------------
God answered; gave me his almighty hand
Just at that second,
That instant in time
And He, the potter molded like clay,
Me: a writer; with script for, the land.
The miracles His Holiness… gave as reward,
“If”, I would do what‘s been asked in,
My own; humbling word.
I held on so tight, I followed his lead;
And, fear turned to grace.
Love swirled about me, that eve;
He whispered so clear,
‘Tell the stories’, my dear.
Granted, I knew nothing,
And, nothing was okay.
For God, was my mentor, God, showed me the way.
God held out his candle
And loved me; that day.
He persuaded my hand to hold tight to the pen.
Literally he urged me; again and again.
The weeks borne years,
I held close to his plan
And, with; all of my heart…
I wrote for the Man.
----------------------------------------------------------
Still… wondering, sometimes
If; you’d forsake me;
You wouldn’t!
You challenged me when,
I thought that I couldn’t.
The pen and the ink
For, a sinner; like me?
God, what is it you want, make me able to see.
I’m trying my best,
To, please you Dear Lord.
I made you a promise I agreed, to keep.
But, I’ve tried and I’ve cried
Alas, even lost sleep.
Because; of a promise
A promise… or leap!
Ah…
I feel you Lord,
I’ll gather your, light.
You’ll get me through,
It’ll all be, alright.
Forever…
Amen, again.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Infamous Jake
Infamous Jake
A friend when I needed one…
He plays himself; in “I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept.”
Wanting a large breed dog, but needing one that would be gentle, with our grandkids, Hubby and I checked the internet and researched the different breeds for personality traits, needs, and compatibility. After considering all the types of dogs available, our family decided on a Labrador retriever.
It was a brisk fall day and an ad in the local news paper; lead us to a lady that had pups for sale. She raised Labs and we were able to meet the breeding parents. Like little bundles of joy, there were about 6 black ones, and 3 blond ones. No chocolate, although the Mommy was a beautiful brown, the Dad a huge, yellow.
We were wanting a male…so our choices were narrowed. The woman pointed out the boys and told us to get acquainted with them all, and left us to play with the delightful 6 – 8 lb., puppies.
A cute little yellow one greeted us immediately; tripping on his ears and fumbling with paws that were seemingly too big for his body. His tail wagged and he playfully followed us as we checked out all his brothers and sisters. His body language just seemed to be saying, ‘take me…I want to go home with you. See me, look; down here…’
Two of our grand-daughters had gone with us that day… and deciding would have been nearly impossible, if left to Bill, the girls, and I. We didn’t have to pick just one; Jake won our affections; and chose us. We named him, during the ride home… that was 11 years ago.
Jake has been a loyal friend, he’s smart, obedient, and ALWAYS will be one of our cherished family members. He has a ‘young at heart’ attitude and enjoys swimming in our pool for exercise. There have been many times my husband and I would come home from work to find him waiting on the top step. Seeing us, he’d dive to the deep end and retrieve his toy and with his big brown eyes … plead for us to join him.
The breed is known for adaptability and I’ve heard Labradors can be enjoyed in country or city environments. They do need plenty of exercise though …so get out your running shoes. Labs are also extremely people orientated…so expect them to want to be everywhere you are. They’ll never let you down…if you don’t let them down!
Our Jake has been “potty trained’ since he was seven weeks old. He’s never chewed on furniture or our belongings…
His parents were field trial and he has been very trainable. No hip problems, no fleas, no back talk. He’s the best kid, a parent could want!
Jake’s been, a true and loyal friend…
(See him at: http://www.imustbeinheaven.com )
A friend when I needed one…
He plays himself; in “I Must Be in Heaven, a promise kept.”
Wanting a large breed dog, but needing one that would be gentle, with our grandkids, Hubby and I checked the internet and researched the different breeds for personality traits, needs, and compatibility. After considering all the types of dogs available, our family decided on a Labrador retriever.
It was a brisk fall day and an ad in the local news paper; lead us to a lady that had pups for sale. She raised Labs and we were able to meet the breeding parents. Like little bundles of joy, there were about 6 black ones, and 3 blond ones. No chocolate, although the Mommy was a beautiful brown, the Dad a huge, yellow.
We were wanting a male…so our choices were narrowed. The woman pointed out the boys and told us to get acquainted with them all, and left us to play with the delightful 6 – 8 lb., puppies.
A cute little yellow one greeted us immediately; tripping on his ears and fumbling with paws that were seemingly too big for his body. His tail wagged and he playfully followed us as we checked out all his brothers and sisters. His body language just seemed to be saying, ‘take me…I want to go home with you. See me, look; down here…’
Two of our grand-daughters had gone with us that day… and deciding would have been nearly impossible, if left to Bill, the girls, and I. We didn’t have to pick just one; Jake won our affections; and chose us. We named him, during the ride home… that was 11 years ago.
Jake has been a loyal friend, he’s smart, obedient, and ALWAYS will be one of our cherished family members. He has a ‘young at heart’ attitude and enjoys swimming in our pool for exercise. There have been many times my husband and I would come home from work to find him waiting on the top step. Seeing us, he’d dive to the deep end and retrieve his toy and with his big brown eyes … plead for us to join him.
The breed is known for adaptability and I’ve heard Labradors can be enjoyed in country or city environments. They do need plenty of exercise though …so get out your running shoes. Labs are also extremely people orientated…so expect them to want to be everywhere you are. They’ll never let you down…if you don’t let them down!
Our Jake has been “potty trained’ since he was seven weeks old. He’s never chewed on furniture or our belongings…
His parents were field trial and he has been very trainable. No hip problems, no fleas, no back talk. He’s the best kid, a parent could want!
Jake’s been, a true and loyal friend…
(See him at: http://www.imustbeinheaven.com )
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Tuesday, April 8, 2008
I read it!
Part One:
After meeting an author on ‘Edgy Christian Fiction Lovers’ website I decided to participate in a Mother’s Day promo for his book. There were a few requirements but they generally seemed… simple enough.
One would be; I’d have to write a review. The book would arrive at my doorstep… I’d read it. Then next, pass it on to someone as a gift, for Mother’s Day. I thought about it; read the rest of the post and said, “Okay.” Considering my frugal side; I’d get my hands on a new book to read, then have an ‘only slightly used,’ present to give away.
I hit reply, offering my online assistance, and then continued to check out some more posts on a few more of my networking sites.
Just as promised, the book arrived in about three days. I love it when the U.P.S. truck stops in front of my house! I barely heard the sound of truck breaks… a sound I recognize (must be a woman thing: packages are a comin’) and before I reached the front door the driver had already dashed back to his truck. I peeked out and could see a brown cardboard box parked in a corner of the entryway. As I retrieved it; recalled… “Ah, it’s my book!”
My husband’s wondering what came… but I’m on my way to the kitchen for a sharp knife. I yell back, “its Timothy Fish’s book.” I planned on sharing it with Bill too, as he’s the one in charge of publishing my web-site, e-book, and paperback for my novel. “Honey guess what, it’s been published by Book Surge." I began reading the back cover and thumbing through and obviously had gotten Bill’s attention with my last comment.
Bill reached for the book. “Let me see.” Looking at it with his ‘inspector gadgets’ eyes, I realized I’m glad I only have to contend with writing my books. Bill relayed back to me offerings on the structure, layout and type size, templates… etc. I just stared back… his tech-y jargon was getting pumped up, and I knew it was getting a bit over my head. Snagging my gift back; I needed to paddle out of his stream of intellectual rambling, and said, “Hold on, shall we read this together?” Bill agreed, although his favorite genre is sci-fi; he will read just about anything as long as it’s in English. So, with fresh cups of coffee in hand and book we meandered out to our favorite spot on the porch, and delved into, “Searching for Mom.”
Part Two:
Any afternoon is enjoyable with the hubby, but working on projects…well we just both love to get into the nitty–gritty of things. We shared the reading and discussed content, set-up, genre’s and more. I know Timothy Fish, probably wouldn’t have wanted us to critique this way but being a writer and publicist: it’s sometimes hard not to look at a book in its entirety. (That’s been a fairly recent downside to our “reading for pleasure,” enjoyment. Writer’s beware!)
However, reading “Searching for Mom” (the story) did have enough good writing to keep us on track. One area of discussion that did come up was; who’s the target audience? How could I give my opinion and really give an honest review without it. It was an easy enough read , and appropriate for a middle school age… yet also redeemed a message for single parents; raising children on their own. Myself, shoot I don’t fit into either of those but… I love books about kids. (I still remember those old hieroglyphics on my pyramid wall!)
Having done an adequate amount of research, I knew that my own book could fit into a number of categories for readership… I still am not convinced it should be only a ‘women’s book,’ even though I have it listed under romance. Relatively speaking, I wanted to be able to make a reliable point to future readers about his book. I have to admit, and I’m sorry; I’m still a bit stumped. I’ll have to remember to ask the author… for curiosity sake.
Part Three:
Bill listened as I read aloud the last paragraph. I looked up at him and his crooked little smile let me know we were in agreement. “Searching for Mom”, by Timothy Fish, along with beautiful weather on our back porch proved to be a perfect way to spend our afternoon.
So, now that I’m back to reality (my computer desk, cup of cold coffee, and writer’s ‘cap’ back on… I’ll give you the run-down. Bare with me… this is my first review for someone. Hope I’ve given Timothy a fair shake.
Searching For Mom
By Timothy Fish
Sara is in the sixth grade. Her single Dad is doing a good enough job raising her, but does not want to talk about the past. Sara’s only dream is to have a Mom; a real life, Mom. She even prays to God…
Sara wants a Mom, who would live with her and her Dad; and would devote plenty of time to the both of them. A Mother who; would always bake the most delicious cookies and serve them up, still warm from the oven. A Mom that would love her so much, she would even allow Sara to eat them all; even if it was just before dinner time.
She tries to talk to her dad about this… He just doesn’t understand. He doesn’t seem interested. He says he needs more time and his excuses continue. She wonders how long she will have to wait. Why did she have to be the only girl in sixth grade… without a mom?
Frustrated, Sara feels her prayers are not being heard; she ultimately decides she’s going to have to take matters into her own hands if her dreams are to come true.
She makes her mind up to find A Mom, there’s no stopping her; or her imagination. She’s determined. However, her scheming doesn’t work out quite the way she intended; or the way I may have expected.
“Searching for Mom”, is an enjoyable afternoon read. Sara’s wittiness gave me more than a few chuckles; intertwined with tension and inspiration… this little girl held my interest until the final page was read.
Reviewed by: Valerie Anne Faulkner, author
http://www.imustbeinheaven.com/
After meeting an author on ‘Edgy Christian Fiction Lovers’ website I decided to participate in a Mother’s Day promo for his book. There were a few requirements but they generally seemed… simple enough.
One would be; I’d have to write a review. The book would arrive at my doorstep… I’d read it. Then next, pass it on to someone as a gift, for Mother’s Day. I thought about it; read the rest of the post and said, “Okay.” Considering my frugal side; I’d get my hands on a new book to read, then have an ‘only slightly used,’ present to give away.
I hit reply, offering my online assistance, and then continued to check out some more posts on a few more of my networking sites.
Just as promised, the book arrived in about three days. I love it when the U.P.S. truck stops in front of my house! I barely heard the sound of truck breaks… a sound I recognize (must be a woman thing: packages are a comin’) and before I reached the front door the driver had already dashed back to his truck. I peeked out and could see a brown cardboard box parked in a corner of the entryway. As I retrieved it; recalled… “Ah, it’s my book!”
My husband’s wondering what came… but I’m on my way to the kitchen for a sharp knife. I yell back, “its Timothy Fish’s book.” I planned on sharing it with Bill too, as he’s the one in charge of publishing my web-site, e-book, and paperback for my novel. “Honey guess what, it’s been published by Book Surge." I began reading the back cover and thumbing through and obviously had gotten Bill’s attention with my last comment.
Bill reached for the book. “Let me see.” Looking at it with his ‘inspector gadgets’ eyes, I realized I’m glad I only have to contend with writing my books. Bill relayed back to me offerings on the structure, layout and type size, templates… etc. I just stared back… his tech-y jargon was getting pumped up, and I knew it was getting a bit over my head. Snagging my gift back; I needed to paddle out of his stream of intellectual rambling, and said, “Hold on, shall we read this together?” Bill agreed, although his favorite genre is sci-fi; he will read just about anything as long as it’s in English. So, with fresh cups of coffee in hand and book we meandered out to our favorite spot on the porch, and delved into, “Searching for Mom.”
Part Two:
Any afternoon is enjoyable with the hubby, but working on projects…well we just both love to get into the nitty–gritty of things. We shared the reading and discussed content, set-up, genre’s and more. I know Timothy Fish, probably wouldn’t have wanted us to critique this way but being a writer and publicist: it’s sometimes hard not to look at a book in its entirety. (That’s been a fairly recent downside to our “reading for pleasure,” enjoyment. Writer’s beware!)
However, reading “Searching for Mom” (the story) did have enough good writing to keep us on track. One area of discussion that did come up was; who’s the target audience? How could I give my opinion and really give an honest review without it. It was an easy enough read , and appropriate for a middle school age… yet also redeemed a message for single parents; raising children on their own. Myself, shoot I don’t fit into either of those but… I love books about kids. (I still remember those old hieroglyphics on my pyramid wall!)
Having done an adequate amount of research, I knew that my own book could fit into a number of categories for readership… I still am not convinced it should be only a ‘women’s book,’ even though I have it listed under romance. Relatively speaking, I wanted to be able to make a reliable point to future readers about his book. I have to admit, and I’m sorry; I’m still a bit stumped. I’ll have to remember to ask the author… for curiosity sake.
Part Three:
Bill listened as I read aloud the last paragraph. I looked up at him and his crooked little smile let me know we were in agreement. “Searching for Mom”, by Timothy Fish, along with beautiful weather on our back porch proved to be a perfect way to spend our afternoon.
So, now that I’m back to reality (my computer desk, cup of cold coffee, and writer’s ‘cap’ back on… I’ll give you the run-down. Bare with me… this is my first review for someone. Hope I’ve given Timothy a fair shake.
Searching For Mom
By Timothy Fish
Sara is in the sixth grade. Her single Dad is doing a good enough job raising her, but does not want to talk about the past. Sara’s only dream is to have a Mom; a real life, Mom. She even prays to God…
Sara wants a Mom, who would live with her and her Dad; and would devote plenty of time to the both of them. A Mother who; would always bake the most delicious cookies and serve them up, still warm from the oven. A Mom that would love her so much, she would even allow Sara to eat them all; even if it was just before dinner time.
She tries to talk to her dad about this… He just doesn’t understand. He doesn’t seem interested. He says he needs more time and his excuses continue. She wonders how long she will have to wait. Why did she have to be the only girl in sixth grade… without a mom?
Frustrated, Sara feels her prayers are not being heard; she ultimately decides she’s going to have to take matters into her own hands if her dreams are to come true.
She makes her mind up to find A Mom, there’s no stopping her; or her imagination. She’s determined. However, her scheming doesn’t work out quite the way she intended; or the way I may have expected.
“Searching for Mom”, is an enjoyable afternoon read. Sara’s wittiness gave me more than a few chuckles; intertwined with tension and inspiration… this little girl held my interest until the final page was read.
Reviewed by: Valerie Anne Faulkner, author
http://www.imustbeinheaven.com/
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