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From the Writer’s Desk

Welcome to the life of a writer. This blog will doucment my life as a writer that began before print on demand changed the publishing industry.

  • Shining Light in Dark Places

    “Are you the writers’ group?” They nodded and pointed to an empty chair. The woman I sat next to leaned close to me and whispered,…

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  • Letting Go of the Past

    When I learned the pastor of the church where I had taught Sunday school had resigned, I wanted to return, thinking I could recapture the…

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  • Sinful Ministers

    Every church I attended failed, and the sheep scattered to look for greener pastures. My son told me I was a church curse. But the…

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  • A Published Book

    I had forgotten about the query I’d sent to PublishAmerica when I received a contract from them in the mail. Publishing didn’t interest me, but…

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  • Your Ministry

    I had forgotten about my manuscript and publishing until a friend sat next to me in church. We were listening to church announcements when she…

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  • Forgiving Myself

    Initially, I was disgusted with the pastor for his childish behavior and for destroying the church. As I watched him make a fool of himself…

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  • The First Draft

    Without any prospects of teaching again, I fell into depression and considered seeing a psychologist. The oft-repeated comments by my former students—”You should be published”—changed…

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  • Teaching Challenges

    Before I finished teaching the series, I was writing everything I said and reading most of it to the class. When others learned I gave…

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  • Answered Prayer

    Eventually, he asked what I’d like to teach next. “The Bible,” I said. Freed from the constraints of curriculum, I discovered three truths: God’s faithfulness…

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  • The Challenge

    At times, I wondered if I was mentally ill to believe God had spoken to me. I tried to resolve the issue with a request…

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  • The First Flicker

    The first hint that God wanted me to write flickered as I strived to help my husband. The poorly written and difficult to implement curriculum…

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  • A White Rose

    One day, he handed me a white rose and said, “God told me, ‘She is pure in my eyes. Why isn’t she pure in yours.’” …

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