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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9h9iKS3Ezk/Tz-7nU7MyAI/AAAAAAAAALE/AmqLld_65oI/s1600/Stephanie+Guerero.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stephanie, welcome to Romantic Reflections. Please, tell us about your book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;An action-packed suspense in the exotic Orient.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;No one is who they seem…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;A classic tale of good versus evil: spies, smugglers and betrayal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;The Smuggler&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Black Jade is many things… Hiding behind a prominent name by day and a Chinese mask by night, he can be anyone, just not the man he wants to be. Trapped in an ever tightening web of deceit, and pursued relentlessly by the White Dragon (Major Montero) he must choose which man he wants to be. When a way out is offered from a surprising source, will he choose power or let it go?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;The Spy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;A Spanish officer, a black market dealer, a shipping executive…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Intelligence officer Philip Montero is skilled at wearing masks to defeat the enemy, but this time he must face the enemy within. When his body betrays him with night terrors, he must unlock the past in order to survive, but time is running out and Black Jade has targeted the woman of his heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Betrayed by his family, his fiancé, and his fears, WHO can teach him how to trust again?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4azFOParVE/Tz-7zwl5SAI/AAAAAAAAALM/AtS5dAm4eQk/s1600/shades+of+the+orient+cover+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4azFOParVE/Tz-7zwl5SAI/AAAAAAAAALM/AtS5dAm4eQk/s1600/shades+of+the+orient+cover+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;The Senorita&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Shipping heiress turned missionary nurse, Francesca McRae is a target everywhere she turns. Desired as an heiress by power-hungry men and hated by the Chinese Boxers for her interference in the culture… she is surrounded by betrayal and hatred. None of her suitors are who they seem, yet one has stolen her heart. When loving others becomes more than she can handle, WHO can she trust?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_2" o:spid="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="Description: http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/shades-of-the-orient-cover-pic.jpg" href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/shades-of-the-orient-cover-pic.jpg" style='position:absolute;margin-left:371.5pt;margin-top:-.3pt;width:76.1pt; height:112.75pt;z-index:-251657216;visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square; mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0;mso-wrap-distance-left:9pt; mso-wrap-distance-top:0;mso-wrap-distance-right:9pt; mso-wrap-distance-bottom:0;mso-position-horizontal:absolute; mso-position-horizontal-relative:text;mso-position-vertical:absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative:text;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-width-relative:page;mso-height-relative:page' o:button="t"&gt;  &lt;v:fill o:detectmouseclick="t"/&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\COLVIN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image002.jpg"  o:title="shades-of-the-orient-cover-pic"/&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where do you turn when life is too much to handle?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;There is a God…&amp;nbsp;Who&amp;nbsp;is waiting to be your answer…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What has been your most challenging experience writing a book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Computer hard drive crashes. The first time I lost 2/3 of my book and had only a paper copy that had to be typed back in. The next time it happened I had backups, but it can make you want to quit. Never give up!&amp;nbsp; Breaking into the market has been a challenge too.&amp;nbsp; I finally went through the self-publishing arm of Thomas Nelson (Westbow Press) I have been very happy about it. Again.&amp;nbsp; Never give up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your inspiration behind “Shades of the Orient”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Long story short… I found a really amazing quote among some correspondence between American officers involved in the Boxer Rebellion in China in 1900. The quote stated that if any tale had all the elements of a good story filled with betrayal, power, greed, etc it would be the tale of the Boxer Rebellion. I took the bait, did the research, and the rest is history.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will add this note however… The entire tale of the Boxer Rebellion is tragic and horrific. Somewhere between 10,000-11,000 Chinese Christians were violently murdered just because they followed the “foreigner’s God”. Many other foreigners were killed just for being foreign. I chose to use the two years leading up to and during the Rebellion as a backdrop to a tale of smuggling, betrayal and romance. I did not want to take away from the tragedy of the real people who suffered and died.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;What is your favorite thing to write about, (i.e., forgiveness, rebellion, etc)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;I love to write about going beyond forgiveness to actively love those who hurt or betray us or those we love.&amp;nbsp; What a challenge the Father has given us… one we can only do in His strength, but oh the grace received when we do. James 2:13&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your favorite part to write?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;There are a couple of surprise twists in the story that were a lot of fun to write. Since the story is an espionage there are quite a few “masks” that need to be pulled back. I had the most fun deciding how to “unmask” certain people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is also in the “romance” of the book. It was important to me to portray the fun and beauty of doing things God’s way contrasted with the devastation of following our own way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;What do you hope readers will take away from this book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;One of the many names of God is El-Rohe “God sees”.&amp;nbsp; I want my readers to know that no matter where you are or what has happened to you… God sees you…really sees you. He knows your hurts and pain, and He will wrap you in His arms and help you turn and show that same love to others. When you get tired of doing right… don’t give up. When you are betrayed and hurt, RUN TO HIS ARMS… NOT AWAY.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did you choose to use WestBow Press? Are there any advantages or disadvantages you’ve encountered with self-publishing so far?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;I never thought I would consider self-publishing until I discovered Westbow Press. Westbow is a division of Thomas Nelson Bible Publishers, one of the major Christian publishing houses. Thomas Nelson was receiving so many good manuscripts from new authors that they were unable to publish them all. They decided to bring Westbow as an arm in order to give these authors a shot while still monitoring the integrity and tracking the numbers. If a Westbow author is extremely successful, there is the possibility that Thomas Nelson will bring that author under its wing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;There are many advantages, these are just a few:&lt;br /&gt;1.The books are printed on demand, so it makes self-publishing much more affordable.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am now a professional, published author and that opens doors.&lt;br /&gt;3. I owe all the rights to my own book. (Not so with a publishing house)&lt;br /&gt;4. I had a wonderful creative team working with me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I got to price the ebook (Right now it’s just $.99)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few drawbacks:&lt;br /&gt;1. There is no editor provided.&lt;br /&gt;(I had two hard drives crash and there are newly typed pieces that did not get as much editing as I would have liked)&lt;br /&gt;2. All promotion falls to the author, though advice is given.&lt;br /&gt;3. I did not get to price the hard and soft covers. Books on demand are generally a little higher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is Shades of the Orient available?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Shades of the Orient is available at www.Westbow Press.com, www.Amazon.com,&amp;nbsp; and www.BarnesandNoble.com&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;The ebook is just $.99 right now!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Absolutely purple!!! Rich royal purple would be my favorite, but even lavender or periwinkle will do. Red is a close second. I really just love color in general. (The walls of my home are rarely white!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you like to do besides write?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be outside and hike, garden or rock climb. Cooking is also a fun thing for me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite type of cookie?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies in general are my favorite weakness! My newest favorite is peanut butter chocolate chip. Check out this recipe: WOW!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;1 cup peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;(chocolate chips if desired)&lt;br /&gt;Mix, drop onto cookie sheet, and bake at 375 degrees Fahrenheit for 8-10 minutes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What project are you currently working on?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;I currently just finished Shades of the Orient, a historical romantic suspense, and now I am starting the sequel. It’s coming together in my head, and I can’t wait to get it on paper!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you, Stephanie, for visiting today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3988720144553393633?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3988720144553393633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3988720144553393633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3988720144553393633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3988720144553393633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2012/02/stephanie-guerero-and-shades-of-orient.html' title='Stephanie Guerero and Shades of the Orient'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9h9iKS3Ezk/Tz-7nU7MyAI/AAAAAAAAALE/AmqLld_65oI/s72-c/Stephanie+Guerero.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7235347467670916848</id><published>2012-02-13T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T13:51:46.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hv1sFvZBvrM/TzlpFdcmsBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5QfmiofNEWM/s1600/P1010066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hv1sFvZBvrM/TzlpFdcmsBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5QfmiofNEWM/s200/P1010066.JPG" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of the snow that fell overnight across Missouri and Kansas. I'm sure it covered more areas as the storm was widespread reaching into other states, as well. This is our first real snowfall of the season---late and short-lived. It's already melting at 32 degrees, and rain is expected in a couple of days with temps. in the 40s. While I love snow, I'm glad the roads are passable. No hummingbirds are here to visit the feeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7235347467670916848?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7235347467670916848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7235347467670916848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7235347467670916848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7235347467670916848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-have-snow.html' title='We Have Snow!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hv1sFvZBvrM/TzlpFdcmsBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5QfmiofNEWM/s72-c/P1010066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4589462609234139193</id><published>2012-01-29T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:35:01.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherri Wilson Johnson Shares Her Story!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I'd like to introduce Sherri Wilson Johnson. She started the journey to publication several years ago, and in God's time, is now realizing her dream come true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson-Oak-Tara.jpg" href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson-Oak-Tara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-896" data-mce-src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson-Oak-Tara.jpg" height="100" src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson-Oak-Tara.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: left;" title="Sherri Wilson Johnson Oak Tara" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;SHERRI has enjoyed creative writing since she was a young girl and has always loved spending summer vacations at the beach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;To Dance Once More&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a culmination of those two loves. A special project originating from Sherri’s love of pure romance, and inspired by the love stories of her ancestors,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;To Dance Once More&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;sets out hoping to prove that true love still exists. Sherri candidly speaks of the purity of not only the heroine, but also the hero, and wholeheartedly desires to point others to Jesus through her words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Sherri has been married since 1988 and has homeschooled her children since 1997. She lives in Georgia with her family and pets. She is a graduate of the Christian Writers Guild writing course and has been published in Creation Illustrated magazine, The Link Homeschool newspaper, Homeschooling Today’s Homeschooling Helper, and The Writing&amp;nbsp;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/To-Dance-Once-More_frontcov.jpg" href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/To-Dance-Once-More_frontcov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignright size-full wp-image-897" data-mce-src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/To-Dance-Once-More_frontcov.jpg" height="150" src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/To-Dance-Once-More_frontcov.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: right;" title="9781602902862-Perfect.indd" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Academy’s Daily Devotions for Writers. Sherri has written two Inspirational Romances in addition to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;To Dance Once More&lt;/strong&gt;, two self-published Bible study guides, and various other resources for homeschoolers and churches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherri, please tell us a little about yourself and your book&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I am Sherri Wilson Johnson. I live in Georgia with my husband, children and dogs. I love to make people laugh and I talk a LOT. Writing is my favorite pastime and, fortunately, I have been able to see my dream of publication come true. I write non-fiction and homeschool resources also, but fiction is my true love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Dance Once More&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a special project originating from my love of pure romance, and inspired by the love stories of my ancestors. It sets out hoping to prove that true love still exists. I candidly speak of the purity of not only the heroine, but also the hero, and wholeheartedly desire to point others to Jesus through my words. It is set in Victorian Florida, which is a combination of two of my favorite things—the beach and Victorian times. Of course, there has to be more to a novel than just the romance and so there is betrayal, sacrifice and a bitter enemy that Lydia must overcome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Here's a short excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;To Dance Once More:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;“Tell her what you do in the city, Father,” Eliza suggested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;“I fear my daughters romanticize my work a bit too much, Kathryn. I run a&lt;br /&gt;modest lumber and turpentine business. I am hoping one day Nathan will work&lt;br /&gt;with me, and possibly even a son-in-law or two.” He shrugged his graying&lt;br /&gt;eyebrows at his daughters. All the girls except Lydia giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia noticed how he cheered at the thought of sons-in-law. “That is if I&lt;br /&gt;get married. The only boy I like is Nathan, and he is my brother! I think&lt;br /&gt;marriage is very old-fashioned and limits what women can do with their&lt;br /&gt;lives,” Lydia explained, glancing towards Kathryn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one reacted immediately to her well-known response about boys. Kathryn,&lt;br /&gt;new still to the plantation and not quite accustomed to Lydia’s free spirit,&lt;br /&gt;hid her smile with her napkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now, Lydia. A girl has to marry eventually. How else would she ever support&lt;br /&gt;herself?” Rosalyn finally asked. She chided Lydia with her eyes, as only a&lt;br /&gt;mother could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mother, I am very resourceful, you know. I will find a way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That kind of talk can get a girl in trouble. You cannot venture out without&lt;br /&gt;a gentleman by your side. A woman cannot make it in the world alone,”&lt;br /&gt;Archibald interjected. He made it clear by his fierce look toward Lydia that&lt;br /&gt;he was through with this kind of independent thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What about Miss Kathryn, Father?” Lydia knew severe chastisement would&lt;br /&gt;occur for contradicting her father, but she had to ask. After all, her&lt;br /&gt;parents had insulted Kathryn to her face when they said those things about&lt;br /&gt;women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Allow me, please, Mr. Barrington,” Kathryn cut in. “Lydia, I am not on my&lt;br /&gt;own. As you see, your father employs me and provides a place for me to live&lt;br /&gt;while I am in his service. This did not happen by itself. I had to receive&lt;br /&gt;my teaching certificate, after much studying, mind you, and I had to have&lt;br /&gt;references from people who knew me well before I could even imagine having&lt;br /&gt;work like this. Although I am not married, I do not consider myself an&lt;br /&gt;independent woman. I am very dependent upon the good graces of your family.&lt;br /&gt;And I have very little to call my own.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia blushed at her own naïveté. “I never really thought of it like that,&lt;br /&gt;Miss Kathryn. I see your point.” She paused thoughtfully, then added,&lt;br /&gt;“However, I still am not going to marry someone wealthy just so I can travel&lt;br /&gt;the world. I’ll find another way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That sounds interesting, Sherri, now tell us three things about yourself that would surprise your readers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1. I am really bad at finishing projects. A long time ago, I gave up on sewing projects, home decorating, and volunteering for long-term projects or projects that required a lot of planning. Writing novels seems to be the only thing I actually stick to long enough to complete. I did, however, homeschool my children all the way through high school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I can write and edit more than one project at a time. I easily switch back and forth from my historical novels to my contemporary novels with no problem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My favorite animal is the Bengal tiger and I would love to hug one someday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugging a tiger? I shudder, but remembering my homeschooling days, maybe you are brave enough. LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a child or teenager, did you ever dream of being an author?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I dreamed of being an author for as long as I can remember. At first, I wanted to be a reporter and then a newscaster because I loved the excitement of digging into the happenings of society. I always dreamed up stories and could never quite exchange them for the real life stories in the news, so I decided to stick with fiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the quirkiest thing you have ever done?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I answered this question in another interview and it seemed to strike people as quite funny. So I will tell the story again. I have a twelve year old Labrador who at times loves to bark like crazy. A few years ago I bought a bark collar for her to stop her from barking. It wasn’t working so I decided to see if something was wrong with the collar. I placed the little booger on my own throat and barked. To my horror, the collar worked quite well and shocked me ferociously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, that is funny is a sort of scary way. I can’t even imagine!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;My debut novel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Dance Once More&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(OakTara)&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;was released in September 2011 and can be found on Amazon, CBD, Barnes and Noble, and many other websites and in stores upon request. You can find links to these stores at my website,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://www.sherriwilsonjohnson.com/" href="http://www.sherriwilsonjohnson.com/"&gt;www.sherriwilsonjohnson.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. My second novel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the Meadowlark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(OakTara)&lt;em&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;comes out in May. I am currently writing the sequel to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Dance Once More.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell us about the journey to getting this book published.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I recently wrote a blog about my publication journey. Rather than sharing all of that here, I offer the link to that blog post:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/2011/09/09/my-road-to-publication/" href="http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/2011/09/09/my-road-to-publication/"&gt;http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/2011/09/09/my-road-to-publication/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherri, I read your “journey” and it is inspiring. Well worth reading.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;What inspired you to write this particular book?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;This book is about selflessness, surrender, and seeking God’s will for your life. The theme of this and my other novels revolves around the purity of both my heroine and hero. I have worked with teens for years and have witnessed the baggage that they carry with them when they do not remain pure. I long to encourage my readers (both young and old/married or single) to live a life of purity and to feel the hope of forgiveness when they do not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is a wonderful and much needed theme in our books and in our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long did you write before you sold your first book&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I started writing&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Dance Once More&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in 1993! It went through many rewrites and critiques and sat on a shelf while I worked on other novels. Finally in 2008, I received a contract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where do you get ideas for your books?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;My brain is always in motion. I don’t sleep very many hours at night for dreaming up new story ideas. I watch crime shows and also Jane Austen movies and a good mix in between. I guess my ideas come from those places. I also read a lot and that helps to stimulate my creativity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn’t it amazing how many ideas are there if we just look?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you a plotter, a pantster, or somewhere in between, and can you elaborate on your answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I am a plotter initially. I love to draw up an outline and to clip photos from magazines that represent my characters. I look up baby names to find names that relate to the personalities of my characters. But then, once that’s all planned out, I fly by the seat of my pants. I jump around from one chapter to another and then go back and complete sections that just didn’t flow the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your writing schedule and where do you write?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I write eighteen hours a day between what I actually put down and what I concoct in my head. Sometimes I am at my desktop in front of the window. Sometimes I am at my laptop on the sofa with my Chihuahua by my side. And sometimes I am in the bed writing into the wee hours of the night with a pen and pad or emailing my main computer from my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That’s a lot of hours. But was another writer, I have no problem believing you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have to juggle writing with a job, family responsibilities or other obligations? How do you balance it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In 1997, I began homeschooling my children and just finished in 2011. I have also worked several stay-at-home jobs throughout the years (church secretary, bookkeeper, legal transcriptionist) while I homeschooled. Writing often had to take the backseat, but never did I give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does your faith affect your writing? How?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;One thing I vowed from the very beginning was that I would never write anything that would shame my dad, who was a preacher, but mainly that would shame my heavenly Father. Because God has been so amazing to me throughout the years and has never left me in the midst of my trials, I can’t help but season my writing with my faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have any advice for aspiring writers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Do not give up. Take classes. Keep practicing. Get critiques. Read in your genre. Just do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very good advice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where can fans find you or your books on the internet?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/to-dance-once-more/" href="http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/to-dance-once-more/"&gt;http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/to-dance-once-more/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://www.christianbook.com/to-dance-once-more/sherri-johnson/9781602902862/pd/902862?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=961019&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details" href="http://www.christianbook.com/to-dance-once-more/sherri-johnson/9781602902862/pd/902862?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=961019&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details"&gt;http://www.christianbook.com/to-dance-once-more/sherri-johnson/9781602902862/pd/902862?item_code=WW&amp;amp;netp_id=961019&amp;amp;event=ESRCG&amp;amp;view=details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://www.amazon.com/Dance-Once-Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/dp/1602902860/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1317834254&amp;amp;sr=8-1" href="http://www.amazon.com/Dance-Once-Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/dp/1602902860/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1317834254&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Dance-Once-Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/dp/1602902860/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1317834254&amp;amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a data-mce-href="http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Dance-Once-More/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/9781602902862?id=5209476941309" href="http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Dance-Once-More/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/9781602902862?id=5209476941309"&gt;http://www.booksamillion.com/p/Dance-Once-More/Sherri-Wilson-Johnson/9781602902862?id=5209476941309&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Sherri, thank you for allowing me to interview you. Please let Sherri know you're been here. I think you'll enjoy her book. Check out the above links to learn more about this book and to obtain your own copy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4589462609234139193?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4589462609234139193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4589462609234139193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4589462609234139193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4589462609234139193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2012/01/sherri-wilson-johnson-shares-her-story.html' title='Sherri Wilson Johnson Shares Her Story!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-366447632520232893</id><published>2012-01-16T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:59:23.581-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Welcome Paula Michelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHE167-f_UU/TxQtEt7cc1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/hLulHJGy6Qg/s1600/Paula+Rose+Michelson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHE167-f_UU/TxQtEt7cc1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/hLulHJGy6Qg/s1600/Paula+Rose+Michelson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writing What Should Have Been First, Last!&lt;/b&gt; By Paula Rose Michelson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Casa de Naomi: The House of Blessing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;An illegal immigrant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bound by secrets&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trapped by choices&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;An arranged marriage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A forbidden love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will Naomi be able to tell her husband about herself before someone else does? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Many wonder how a first time author could write, “She could still hear herself scream, ‘Abuela Sosa, please do not be dead,’ sobbing while she had tried to shake the old woman awake. The next thing she remembered was that the old woman’s daughter-in-law had packed her meager belongings into her suitcase. Unable to stop herself, she demanded, ‘You have no need of me anymore? I gave you a year of my life! Your&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;esposo—&lt;/i&gt;I mean, your husband—promised he would help me enter&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and search for my uncle if I took care of his&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;madre!’&lt;/i&gt;” This is my story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ten years ago, I gifted a friend, who publishes Messianic authors, one of my framed writings. Whenever we met, she asked if I was perusing my craft. Six years later, I heard David Hocking speak about &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; being the land and the people. I wondered about the hidden Jews, asked God to show them to me, and I petitioned him to give me something to do that no one had done. Wishing to do something to advance the gospel, I meet with my publisher friend, and spoke of potential projects. She asked me what I would do if I could write anything. Suddenly David Hocking’s message, my desire to discover the hidden Jews, and share the gospel coalesced. I knew what I was going to write about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I researched the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Appalachian Trail&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and wrote character sketches for two of the three women who would meet while hiking. However, I could not write about this Sephardic Jew named Naomi, because her people were an enigma to me. While lunching with friends, I discovered that two of them were Spanish Jews. Another friend had married a Sephardic Jew. Months of research prepared me to begin writing Naomi’s character sketch. Since my publisher friend asked me to send her my dailies, I did. Forty days later she informed me that I was writing a book. She suggested that I go back three days, and read what I had written. When I did, I discovered that she was right. However, I was not writing the book I had intended to write, but the one God wanted me to write! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I wrote, the characters told me their stories. Once they stopped speaking, the book was finished. I spoke with some of my writer/author friends, and discovered that hearing the characters was a blessing all writers long for. Therefore, I proudly proclaim that I am a scribe for God!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My husband and I had lunch with my publisher friend and her husband. “What’s the title of your book?” she asked. “Have you tiled the chapters?” A lengthily discussion ensued. Before we parted, the novel had a title, and she had suggested a series. Only when I sought &lt;i&gt;Messiah&lt;/i&gt; (Christ) in prayer did I believe that this novel was the first one in a series of books. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the novel was ready to be published, my publisher friend was unavailable. At first I was miffed. Yet God knew that a rough draft does not a book make. My husbands’ comments fueled my desire to give readers a book they would not put down until they read the last page. I attended critique groups, edited the manuscript, and was blessed to be given an editor at Tate Publishing who loved my project. &lt;i&gt;Casa de Naomi: The House of Blessing&lt;/i&gt; released on December 20, 2011, and garnered many accolades including those from readers who read the novel in one sitting. You can read them when you visit www.Amazon.com &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_grU1rLui6A/TxQtM57qbcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/iXzRm26ZUUw/s1600/Casa+de+Naomi+Book+One.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_grU1rLui6A/TxQtM57qbcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/iXzRm26ZUUw/s1600/Casa+de+Naomi+Book+One.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"&gt;Casa de Naomi: The House of Blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AJensonMM_371_12_&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: AJensonMM_371_12_;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Fulfilling the Great Commission through Literature http://CasadeNaomi.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This novel explores the life and practices of a Sephardic Jew. Within its pages one sees the issues that all people face when living without &lt;i&gt;Messiah&lt;/i&gt;. The book’s cliffhanger ending ensures that though there is no resolution to their problems in book1, both the reader, Naomi and her husband Chaz meet &lt;i&gt;Messiah &lt;/i&gt;in book 2.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View the Casa Book Trailer &lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDXgUNpNJuQ&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Discover the details of my writers’ journey at http://PaulaWordsmith.blogspot.com&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Visit h&lt;/span&gt;ttp://www.PaulaWordsmith.com&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt; to book a Casa Event, or learn more about me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Michelson’s serve the Lord with Chosen People Ministries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-366447632520232893?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/366447632520232893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=366447632520232893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/366447632520232893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/366447632520232893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-paula-michelson.html' title='Welcome Paula Michelson'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHE167-f_UU/TxQtEt7cc1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/hLulHJGy6Qg/s72-c/Paula+Rose+Michelson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5839193504526424877</id><published>2012-01-10T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:34:20.335-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Returned'/><title type='text'>Love Returned in Top 100 on Amazon</title><content type='html'>Today when I checked the sales for my e-books on Amazon.com, I found a nice surprise. Love Returned is now ranked #30 in Amazon's Best Seller's Rank for Religious Fiction Romance. I appreciate all the sales that allowed this to happen, since I'd never dreamed of any of my books even coming close to the top 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6IqThjg3z8/TwzKmp9lOxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MAtoAClPSWw/s1600/Love+Returned+2+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6IqThjg3z8/TwzKmp9lOxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MAtoAClPSWw/s200/Love+Returned+2+.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love seeing my book in that list, but whether it stays there or not, is not important to me. My goal in writing is to bring clean entertainment to readers. My hope is that my readers can identify with the characters and take a good satisfied feeling away from the story. If I've given you a few hours away from the cares of your life, I've done my job. We all need a break from worry and care. What better way to escape than with a story you can share with anyone from your grandmother to your granddaughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Love Returned is also #1 in the list for stories dealing with adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5839193504526424877?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5839193504526424877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5839193504526424877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5839193504526424877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5839193504526424877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-returned-in-top-100-on-amazon.html' title='Love Returned in Top 100 on Amazon'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6IqThjg3z8/TwzKmp9lOxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MAtoAClPSWw/s72-c/Love+Returned+2+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-415529124792008536</id><published>2011-12-26T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:06:31.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Very Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I hope your Christmas was as wonderful as mine. It was quite thrilling to have our three children and grandchildren in church with us Sunday morning. We enjoyed a great lunch afterward and opened gifts in the afternoon. Thanks for my new cookware, kids! Now if I can just figure out how to display them. Oh, or am I supposed to start cooking now? LOL! Most important was being together and celebrating the gift of God's Son to each of us. There is no greater gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-415529124792008536?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/415529124792008536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=415529124792008536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/415529124792008536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/415529124792008536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-very-merry-christmas.html' title='Have a Very Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1568805659602074729</id><published>2011-12-20T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:41:20.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic suspense'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6fR619_YtA/TvDyGEgCwsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IrPE2ybMgRA/s1600/Regina+head+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6fR619_YtA/TvDyGEgCwsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IrPE2ybMgRA/s200/Regina+head+shot.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve asked Regina Tittel, to tell us about her new series set in southeast Missouri. Each book in this series has an unusual and very worthwhile message while providing an exciting, page-turning romance as well as gentle (or not so gentle) suspense to keep you enthralled. The first book in the series is Abandoned Hearts. Regina, I’ll let you tell us about your next book in this series. I’ve read both books and can highly recommend them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dGCXujqOj_k/TvDx8lCyAAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RiSaR1xd8N8/s1600/Unexpected+Kiss+Regina+150+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dGCXujqOj_k/TvDx8lCyAAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RiSaR1xd8N8/s1600/Unexpected+Kiss+Regina+150+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unexpected Kiss is the second volume to The Ozark Durham Series. It was written with the intent to connect with readers who grew up without a father and help them understand their heavenly one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Surveys show that girls who grow up without fathers experience much higher rates of sexual activity, adolescent pregnancies, become involved in drug and alcohol abuse, and suffer from health and emotional problems than those with active fathers in their lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unexpected Kiss approaches this common topic with gentleness, yet honest realism. In this novel, Carli is a young woman who fits into the above statistic. Through her growing relationship with the hero and her fatherly landlord, she finally accepts she is forgivable and begins to understand God's unconditional love. Readers will be able to relate with her sinful past and weakened self-esteem whether through personal experience or through someone they know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here's a blurb from the back cover:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Breaking her pattern of bad mistakes, Carli's fresh start begins with finding the father she's never met. But will the price of her decision outweigh the risk?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ethan Durham hadn't planned on losing his heart to the girl in the staged photo, but if he can't convince her of God's unconditional love, she may never accept his. And if he can't put an end to the attempts on her life he may lose far more than his heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This character came about easily for me since I have often felt drawn to young women struggling with poor decision making and the consequences thereof. Although I'm not able to save anyone, that job is Jesus Christ's, I can lead them to a better understanding of His will and of His love and that's what I want to accomplish through my writing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the character of Carli, I did interview someone to learn more about the thought pattern of a girl like my heroine. This individual knew why she was being questioned and opened her heart to me. That not only made Carli more relatable but it also allowed this friend of mine to take part in helping others. I hope to offer the same opportunity, for those who want to help others struggling through some of the same paths they themselves have trod, through my next romance series; which will concentrate on couples already married.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For those interested in my books, here is a list of what I have published and in the works, and their spiritual messages;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L72V_VtbVf4/TvDySHRPcyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GVpbWb0G_zY/s1600/Abandoned+Hearts+150+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L72V_VtbVf4/TvDySHRPcyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/GVpbWb0G_zY/s1600/Abandoned+Hearts+150+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Abandoned Hearts:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; abstinence before marriage, supported with the importance of scripture memorization (avail. now)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unexpected Kiss:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; how to understand our Heavenly Father when raised without an earthly example and trusting God as the one in control (avail. now)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coveted Bride:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; building self-confidence through Christ after living under abuse and safe-guarding children in today's world (avail. spring 2012)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cherished Stranger:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; recognizing the need of sponsoring children in third-world countries and the difference between 'milk verses meat' churches (avail. winter 20012)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fifth book of the series is still in the planning stages.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for the opportunity to share with everyone. It's been&amp;nbsp;a pleasure and God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you, Regina, for being here with us. Regina’s book can be purchased from Amazon.com, Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.com or from smashwords.com. Simply type Regina Tittel in the search box. They are available in either e-book or paperback.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God bless,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1568805659602074729?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1568805659602074729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1568805659602074729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1568805659602074729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1568805659602074729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/12/ive-asked-regina-tittel-to-tell-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6fR619_YtA/TvDyGEgCwsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IrPE2ybMgRA/s72-c/Regina+head+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7901345383514785745</id><published>2011-12-16T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:14:10.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbour Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Review of Building Amanda's Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sharing a review of &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Building Amanda's Future,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;written by Gail Pallotta, author of &lt;b&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/b&gt;. Her book can be found at www.awestruck.com. Thanks, Gail, for a great review!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75keT6OFIyE/Tuul_x-LPoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Chk-NKGKKuA/s1600/Building+Amanda%2527s+Future.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75keT6OFIyE/Tuul_x-LPoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Chk-NKGKKuA/s1600/Building+Amanda%2527s+Future.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barbourbooks.com/product/Building-Amandas-Future,9085.aspx?Tab=Books&amp;amp;sj=783"&gt;Building Amanda’sFuture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; weaves Amanda Wilson’s past and present together. After Amanda’s husband and daughter are killed, she returns to her hometown to start a new life near family. Chad Randall the guy who broke her heart in high school, comes back to that same hometown to take care of his niece after his sister and brother-in-law are killed in a tornado. Because the Randall house was damaged in the tornado, the church asks for volunteers to clean and restore it. Amanda agrees to help.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sparks fly immediately when Amanda and Chad see each other, but Amanda still carries the wounds from their high school courtship, which ended badly with Chad marrying someone else. However, Amanda continues to assist in getting the house in order, mainly because the baby niece has stolen her heart and the need is tremendous. Eventually Amanda learns how she and Chad’s mutual friend deceived the two of them in order to win Chad for herself. Chad’s divorced now. Even after Amanda knows the truth, she can only accept Chad’s offer of love if he can find a strong faith in God. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mildred Colvin cleverly puts together the pieces of this puzzle of love lost, tragedies occurring and love regained. I highly recommend this heartwarming story. It will make you feel good about life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7901345383514785745?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7901345383514785745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7901345383514785745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7901345383514785745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7901345383514785745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-of-building-amandas-future.html' title='Review of Building Amanda&apos;s Future'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75keT6OFIyE/Tuul_x-LPoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Chk-NKGKKuA/s72-c/Building+Amanda%2527s+Future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8792766948604484743</id><published>2011-12-05T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:49:00.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Please Welcome Gail Pallotta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxRfuxJYtQs/TtzngrX7wiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pgf-A1oUAB0/s1600/Gail+Pallotta.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxRfuxJYtQs/TtzngrX7wiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pgf-A1oUAB0/s1600/Gail+Pallotta.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gail, welcome to Infinite Characters. First I’d like for you to share something about your day-to-day life that might help a reader feel as though they know you a little better&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi Mildred, first of all, thanks for having me on Infinite Characters. Hmm. I’m a wife, a Mom, a sister, and a cousin to several who feel like sisters to me. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday I swim laps at the county aquatic center. In addition to that, I try to balance church work, time with friends and family and writing. I come from a long line of southern cooks, who have wonderful recipes, and I’m tired of cooking them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I admire you for your exercise routine. We all need that, especially writers. When did you first begin writing, and why do you write still? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember. My first published work appeared in a grammar school newspaper a friend and I put out. &amp;nbsp;Later in high school I worked on the newspaper and annual. But I first considered writing seriously when I was in college. While studying literature and analyzing the writing of others in creative writing classes, I realized that it is a tool that can be used for good or bad. Even though that was long before I’d heard the word “spin” in the media, I saw the “spin” and wanted to use it in a good way. I’m still writing because I can’t not write. Perhaps my husband puts it best. He claims I have pretend people running around in my head, and I have to let them out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And writing stories is a great way to let those people out where others can meet them. LOL!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve published two books. My first one, Now Is the time, is out of print, but copies are still being sold on Amazon. My second, Love Turns the Tide, is an e-book available from &lt;a href="http://www.awe-struck.net/"&gt;www.awe-struck.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell us about your latest book.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPEgzPyxhjE/TtznqVnyBEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_hgVCa0xZWU/s1600/GPallotta--LoveTurnstheTide-200x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPEgzPyxhjE/TtznqVnyBEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_hgVCa0xZWU/s1600/GPallotta--LoveTurnstheTide-200x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s Love Turns the Tide. The heroine, Cammie O’Shea, suffers a traumatic split-up with her fiancé. At the same time a new job in Destin, Florida, takes her away from family and friends. Alone, her spirit broken, she hardly has the heart to meet her boss, Bill Collins, editor of &lt;i&gt;The Sun Dial, &lt;/i&gt;let alone deal with the dynamic Vic Delona, a real estate developer. Yet her job and the success of the paper hinge on her writing an engaging article about Vic and his new development. While she wants no new relationships he thwarts her efforts to complete the assignment, arranges extra meetings and attempts to court her. She resists his advances. But mysterious break-ins occur at Cammie and her friend’s condos. When Cammie and Vic launch their own investigation into the vandalism, Cammie grows close to him. In the midst of the confusion she gets an opportunity to return home to her old job. Will Vic solve the crimes and win Cammie’s heart or will she leave Destin?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve read most of Love Turns the Tide, and it is very good. What inspired you to write this particular book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Over the years I’ve spoken with a number of women, and men, I might add, who’ve endured unhappy relationships before they found the right person. I realize there are those who meet their one and only, fall in love, and walk down the aisle, but it doesn’t happen that way for everyone. Cammie is one of those people who has been hurt deeply. I wanted to support the Cammies and encourage them not to give up on love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you working on right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A teen novel and a couple more romances. I’m also writing short stories. One of them, &lt;i&gt;Lifeline&lt;/i&gt;, will be in “Splickety,” a new magazine of flash fiction for people who don’t have a lot of time to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does your faith affect your writing? How?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because my life revolves around my faith, I can’t imagine writing about life and leaving it out. People i.e. characters are motivated by what they believe. For me, that’s the Bible. While all the characters in one of my books don’t have to be Christians, someone does, or it doesn’t represent society as I see it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could interview any character in one of your books what might that character say? Why? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cammie O’Shea, the main character in &lt;i&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/i&gt; would say she needs God now more than ever. For some reason she doesn’t understand, she feels more estranged from Him than she ever has. She’d say she’s like the Israelites, when they wandered in the dessert grumbling that they at least had had food, when they were slaves in Egypt. After being deceived by her fiancé and leaving her friends and family simultaneously, she’s in a type of wilderness created by separation from loved ones. She, like the Israelites, has no one but God to turn to. She would explain that being in this emotional wasteland is like being in a jungle with a forest too dense to let in a ray of sunshine and underbrush so thick one couldn’t walk through it even if there were a visible way out. She’d tell how easily she strolled into it. One day life was humming along, the next, the dark curtain fell. But she’d end the interview by reminding me that God sent the Israelites manna. Then she’d say she’s still hanging onto her faith. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What a wonderful interview. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you won any awards with your writing?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I wrote articles, I was listed in several Who’s Who books. In 2004, I was a regional Writer of the Year for the American Christian Writers Association, and in November 2010, an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;Love Turns the&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tide&lt;/i&gt; won the Clash of the Titles Challenge in the nature / weather category.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the coolest, wackiest, most risk-taking thing you’ve ever done?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’d like to say I wrestled an alligator or something really daring, but I didn’t. I grew up in&amp;nbsp;a small town, went off to college and met a friend who had an airplane with a loud speaker. One summer morning he flew to my hometown, circled the community and called me on the loud speaker. He wanted me to come to the airport, meet him and fly to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, for the day. Since I had no way to contact him, he kept repeating the message, saying he would land soon and wait for me. The phone started ringing. No sooner did my mother answer it, speak to the caller and hang up than it rang again. Everyone wanted to make sure I’d heard him and asked if I was going. My father took me to the small, nearby airport, and I went. We had a great day in Myrtle Beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, you’ve got to include that in a story some time. LOL! That’s great!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here’s an excerpt from Gail’s book &lt;i&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/i&gt;, just to wet your whistle. I know if you read this book, you’ll enjoy it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Cammie opened up the food and called out, “Here, ducky, ducky, ducky,” into the still, quiet night. She and Vic tore six slices of the ducks’ treats into small bites, throwing them over the rail without talking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Immediately Cammie heard, “Quack, quack, honk, honk.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I believe there are Canadian geese out there,” Vic said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Oh yes, you know how those snow birds like to come south. I think they got here, loved Destin as much as I do, and didn’t want to go home.” She couldn’t believe her own words. Had she hidden her true feelings about Destin somewhere in her heart only to have them surface suddenly when she wasn’t expecting it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vic took hold of her shoulders with both of his strong hands, gently turned her toward him. “Do you really like it, Cammie?” His eyes looked wistful, his face bathed in the fountain’s pink, blue, and yellow colors.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Yes, I’m enjoying living here much more than I thought I would.” Cammie pulled free, tore up several more slices of bread, and tossed them over the gray weathered rail. “I had to move to Destin on such short notice. I’d never even visited here and had no time to find out anything about the place before I arrived.” She almost told him she’d had to hurry down here to interview him, but she thought better of that. “Needless to say, I begrudged the change at first, but not now.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I hope I’m part of the reason you like it here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cammie stumbled for the right words. “Uh yes, I’m sure you are.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “What kind of statement is that? Am I, or am I not, part of the reason you like Destin? Small angry furrows creased Vic’s handsome high brow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cammie stopped tearing up the bread slice she held in her right hand. “Do you want an honest answer?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Please.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Sometimes you are, but other times you aren’t.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “That’s not much better. Would you mind giving me a ‘yes’ or ‘no?’”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Yes, I mind. Listen to the quacking. The ducks are hungry.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“They’re going to explode. You’ve fed them nearly a whole loaf of bread.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can find Gail at: www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And her book is at: &lt;a href="http://www.awe-struck.net/"&gt;www.awe-struck.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8792766948604484743?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8792766948604484743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8792766948604484743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8792766948604484743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8792766948604484743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/12/please-welcome-gail-pallotta.html' title='Please Welcome Gail Pallotta!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxRfuxJYtQs/TtzngrX7wiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/pgf-A1oUAB0/s72-c/Gail+Pallotta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3012070331414493171</id><published>2011-12-02T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:00:50.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsletter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Page Turning Romances of Faith and Adventure - Winter - 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p2lXVpd8SrE/Ttl-GVfv_FI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NpIk-fz6AeA/s1600/P1010056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p2lXVpd8SrE/Ttl-GVfv_FI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NpIk-fz6AeA/s200/P1010056.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;It’s time to begin thinking about Christmas. My two older granddaughters were here over Thanksgiving and we made a few easy sweets. I think their favorite was dipping pretzel sticks in chocolate and rolling them in candy sprinkles. It’s easy for kids to do and tastes great, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTfQCbVzaRI/Ttl_AnSCfJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JsR74qN925k/s1600/P1010054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTfQCbVzaRI/Ttl_AnSCfJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JsR74qN925k/s200/P1010054.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;"&gt;A week later, my youngest granddaughter was here and helped set up and decorate the Christmas tree. Her main focus centered on the manger scene we always set beside the tree. Isn’t that where we all should pay the most attention? To the One whose birth we celebrate. Jesus is truly the reason for Christmas. Let’s not forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I Love Sharing Recipes!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Our family, probably like yours, has some traditions that give us stability in an ever changing world. One Christmas tradition I’ve been unable to talk my kids and husband out of is potato candy. My mother started making this recipe when she was a young teenager. It’s been part of my Christmases as long as I can remember, and I’d like to share our recipe with you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Potato Candy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;1 boiled potato&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Powdered sugar (Maybe less than 2 lbs.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Flavoring of choice (we use vanilla most but the last batch was with black walnut. Yummy!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Peanut butter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_11" o:spid="_x0000_s1028" type="#_x0000_t75" style='position:absolute;margin-left:-3.75pt;margin-top:-6.2pt; width:46.65pt;height:62.2pt;z-index:-251639808;visibility:visible; mso-wrap-style:square;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-wrap-distance-left:9pt;mso-wrap-distance-top:0;mso-wrap-distance-right:9pt; mso-wrap-distance-bottom:0;mso-position-horizontal:absolute; mso-position-horizontal-relative:text;mso-position-vertical:absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative:text;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-width-relative:page;mso-height-relative:page'&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\COLVIN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image007.jpg"  o:title=""/&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;The first thing you may notice is, no measurements. That’s because this is a very flexible recipe. You’ll simply use as much powdered sugar and peanut butter (crunchy or smooth) as needed and just a drop or two of flavoring. Now for the fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: .3in;"&gt;Mash the cooked potato and add a little powdered sugar. Notice how the sugar liquifies the potato? That never ceases to amaze me. But keep adding sugar with a little flavor until a dough forms. When your dough is just right to handle, roll it, as you would pie dough, on a surface covered with a dusting of powdered sugar. You’ll want a rectangular shape. Spread peanut butter over the dough and roll jelly-roll fashion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-indent: .3in;"&gt;I hope you enjoy your potato candy. Some variations are to pour melted chocolate over the peanut butter before rolling. Or use jelly. Come up with your own ideas. It’s good however you fix it. I'd love to know how yours turns out if you'd care to comment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's a book you might like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m3VjfYyFPZw/TtmBzDOrelI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NF42gCwD-JA/s1600/Bittersweet1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m3VjfYyFPZw/TtmBzDOrelI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NF42gCwD-JA/s1600/Bittersweet1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I’ve attended several book signings this fall and met some wonderful readers. One of my readers that I re-met in September is also an author. Linda &lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1027" type="#_x0000_t75" style='position:absolute;margin-left:224.5pt; margin-top:10pt;width:23.75pt;height:36pt;z-index:-251642880;visibility:visible; mso-wrap-style:square;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-wrap-distance-left:9pt;mso-wrap-distance-top:0;mso-wrap-distance-right:9pt; mso-wrap-distance-bottom:0;mso-position-horizontal:absolute; mso-position-horizontal-relative:text;mso-position-vertical:absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative:text;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-width-relative:page;mso-height-relative:page'&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\COLVIN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image009.jpg"  o:title=""/&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Cushman has written &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, a novel set during the Civil War in Southern Missouri just north of Bolivar. Her fictional account of some true happenings includes the burning of Osceola. I’ve read &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and highly recommend it as a Christian historical romance. Once I started reading, I didn’t want to put the book down. You can learn more about Linda and her books at &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Linda-Cushman/dp/1617772062/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322867186&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Linda-Cushman/dp/1617772062/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1322867186&amp;amp;sr=1-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Writing News!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;If you’ve read my books &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cora, Eliza, Deborah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, or &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Missouri Brides&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, you might be interested to learn that I’m now rewriting this series and adding to it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cora&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is complete and has been retitled &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cora’s Deception.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I’ve just started working on the next in the series, which will be titled &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eliza’s Mistake.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; These books will be available first as e-books on Amazon and Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, then as paperbacks. Look for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cora’s Deception&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to release just before Christmas 2011. My goal is to eventually write at least seven books in this series - &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brides of Cedar Creek.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; All of them will be set in historical Southwest Missouri.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas Bargain Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E-books on Amazon or Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFtfLJ1BzDI/TtmBnEzhyzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bLfhJdvc8kU/s1600/Lesson+of+the+Poinsettia+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFtfLJ1BzDI/TtmBnEzhyzI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bLfhJdvc8kU/s200/Lesson+of+the+Poinsettia+.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Lesson of the Poinsettia - only .99&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="Picture_x0020_5" o:spid="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style='position:absolute;margin-left:206.5pt;margin-top:5.9pt; width:47pt;height:75.2pt;z-index:-251643904;visibility:visible; mso-wrap-style:square;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-wrap-distance-left:9pt;mso-wrap-distance-top:0;mso-wrap-distance-right:9pt; mso-wrap-distance-bottom:0;mso-position-horizontal:absolute; mso-position-horizontal-relative:text;mso-position-vertical:absolute; mso-position-vertical-relative:text;mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0; mso-width-relative:page;mso-height-relative:page'&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\Users\COLVIN~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image011.jpg"  o:title=""/&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ine years ago Abigail lost her sight when fever struck, and she’s given up on leading a normal life. Then her nine-year-old neighbor girl sneaks across the street to see Abigail’s flowers and her father soon follows. Because of the lesson they find in Abigail’s Poinsettias, Abigail and Seth learn to see beyond the darkness of their lives and in the process find love to last a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian; font-size: 8.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;the good news is, you do not have to have an&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Algerian; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e-reader to read e-books!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To read e-books on your computer or your cell phone, etc. download (for free) Kindle for PC from Amazon.com.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It’s easy. Here’s how:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383d40; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #383d40; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;com. On the left side of their home page is a list. Go down 4 headings to Kindle and hover over it to bring another list. On the new list go down 7 places to Free Kindle Reading Apps and click on it. That should get you where you want to go. Follow the simple instructions and you should soon have your own e-reader right on your computer, lap top, netbook, or smart phone, whichever works for you. FREE! And Barnes &amp;amp; Noble has the same service on their site. Why buy a reader when you can read for free? Also, you can find many good e-books for free for both Kindle and Nook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;a href="http://infinitecharacters.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://infinitecharacters.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check it out! Five authors writing about the many characters they dream up as well as a variety of fun and information will be coming to bless those who stop by. Every other Friday is Fiction Fun Friday when you’ll find a short fun story to read. I hope you’ll join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God bless,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3012070331414493171?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3012070331414493171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3012070331414493171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3012070331414493171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3012070331414493171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/12/page-turning-romances-of-faith-and.html' title='Page Turning Romances of Faith and Adventure - Winter - 2011'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p2lXVpd8SrE/Ttl-GVfv_FI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NpIk-fz6AeA/s72-c/P1010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8942062010865445671</id><published>2011-11-26T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:07:05.946-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Dressing Dilemma Solved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Thanksgiving was wonderful this year! Especially the dressing. LOL! If you read my son's post,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanksgiving Tradition at our House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, a couple of posts below this one, you'll know what I'm talking about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrxlXhlcKIg/TtGa0oX4LrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aSLBLQvnjc4/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrxlXhlcKIg/TtGa0oX4LrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aSLBLQvnjc4/s200/photo+3.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;He's tried to get his aunt's dressing just right for years and has never made it until now. Thanks, Gail, for the suggestion to add another egg. That, and his own idea to add a little milk, seemed to give his dressing just what he wanted. Now whether it's an exact duplicate of his Aunt Jeanie's or just a very close copy, I don't know. But he felt really good about it, and everyone enjoyed the dressing this year--a lot. Why not? It was very good as was everything else he cooked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I hope your Thanksgiving Day was filled with grateful hearts. Psalms 95:2 says: "Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving and make a joyful noise unto Him..." I believe God delights in our thanks for the many blessings He gives us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8942062010865445671?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8942062010865445671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8942062010865445671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8942062010865445671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8942062010865445671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-dressing-dilemma-solved.html' title='Thanksgiving Dressing Dilemma Solved!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrxlXhlcKIg/TtGa0oX4LrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aSLBLQvnjc4/s72-c/photo+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-9079615132064021405</id><published>2011-11-20T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:33:22.911-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil war stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bittersweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Please Welcome Linda Cushman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I wrote a review a few days ago here on Romantic Reflections about a book I found quite by accident. That post is called&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and you can find it by scrolling down a couple of posts. Occasionally, I find a book that impresses me and that I can recommend without reservation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;is one of those. I decided you might like to learn more about this new author, so I asked her some questions and this is what she said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxOusG2Bz7E/TsnDM-6ujPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IMlrIQ8PfEM/s1600/LINDA+CUSHMAN+smaller+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxOusG2Bz7E/TsnDM-6ujPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IMlrIQ8PfEM/s200/LINDA+CUSHMAN+smaller+.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell us a little about yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm a mom with four grown children and have 13 grandchildren, my treasures! My husband and I live on a farm, where I do most of the work while he manages his trucking business. Church is the most important part of our lives and God has richly blessed us by saving us and our family. Nothing could be more precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my! I can’t imagine 13 grandchildren in my house. Talk about fun mixed with chaos The 3 I have do enough of that. LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell us three things about yourself that would surprise your readers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I grew up in a very remote part of Camden County, Missouri, where people still used a dialect from the Appalachians. I was in high school before I knew that y'uns was not a real word! The first school I attended was Macks Creek. My brother and I had to walk a mile and cross a river in a boat to get to our bus stop. On one side of the river was a corn field, usually muddy, and on the other side was a very steep, tall hill that was almost impossible to climb. I attended a one room school during fifth and sixth grades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that beats out telling the kids you had to walk 3 miles to school, like the old timers did, doesn’t it? I’ve heard that non-word "y’uns" over in my neck of the woods, too, but your trip to school would have made playing hooky very tempting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were you an avid reader as a child? What did you read?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first book I read for fun was in fifth grade. It was The Secret Garden. I was hooked and would read every book in our one room school. The book mobile came once a month and it was heavenly to go in there and pick out some books. I still remember the excitement of seeing that book mobile pull into the school yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;When did you first begin writing, and why do you write still?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I first began writing in 2002, writing a rough draft based on the life of my great great grandfather. He led an amazing life. In the course of researching for that story I met a lady in Arkansas and she told about her ancestors, who were equally interesting. Her interview led to my first book. Why do I still write? I love it! It's like a burning fever. I don't ever expect to become rich or famous, but it never hurts to dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You sound like a true author to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell us about your latest book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bittersweet is a Christian romance, based very closely on events during the Civil War in Missouri. The book is told in first&lt;a data-mce-href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Bittersweet11.jpg" href="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Bittersweet11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignright size-full wp-image-705" data-mce-src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Bittersweet11.jpg" height="150" src="http://infinitecharacters.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/Bittersweet11.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: right;" title="Bittersweet1" width="99" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;person, giving a more personal glimpse of the lives of common women during the war. The suffering and hardships of the main character are based on things that really happened to women in St. Clair County.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linda, when I read this book, I noticed right off it was in first person. Usually that pushes me out of a story, but as I continued to read, the opposite happened. I felt as if I was right there with Anna Lea, the heroine, seeing what she saw and feeling what she felt. You did a fabulous job of writing this book!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you tell us what inspired you to write this particular book?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Parts of the story had been outlined many years ago. When I began researching the Civil War history of this area I learned so much that has been swept under the rug. This story was a way to tell what really happened when Osceola burned. The spiritual conflicts of the main character are problems I deal with every day! I'm my own worst spiritual enemy, letting my ideas and self-righteousness get in the way of God's will for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you working on right now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm going to finish the novel about my g.g. grandfather. I have two novels started for middle school age boys about the Civil War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family history can be a gold mine of story ideas. Where do you get ideas to take this information and turn it into interesting fiction that still stays true to what has actually happened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a vivid imagination. I also spend long hours alone feeding cattle or hauling hay, so I can let my mind wander. It takes a while to get enough ideas together for a story. It comes in bits and pieces and I have to tie it all together and make it interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In three words describe your style of writing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Simple, folksy, down-home. Is that four words?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think that’s three with the hyphen. lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does your faith affect your writing? If so, how?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Faith is the most important thing in my life and I cannot imagine creating a character that did not trust in God or come to know Him. I believe that if I write I must give the readers inspiration or guidance to seek and follow God's will. There must be a message or the whole work is wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I couldn’t agree with your more. Linda, I’ve enjoyed having you join us on Romantic Reflections.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve read Bittersweet and can highly recommend it. If you like a historical with action that you just can’t put down once you start reading, I think you’ll love this book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bittersweet can be found by clicking here on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Linda-Cushman/dp/1617772062/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321845943&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Amazon . com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grab a copy and enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-9079615132064021405?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/9079615132064021405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=9079615132064021405&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9079615132064021405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9079615132064021405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/please-welcome-linda-cushman.html' title='Please Welcome Linda Cushman!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxOusG2Bz7E/TsnDM-6ujPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IMlrIQ8PfEM/s72-c/LINDA+CUSHMAN+smaller+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4504236238002016826</id><published>2011-11-18T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:34:22.645-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dressing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Tradition at Our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, I have a very special guest blogger. My oldest son Jonathan started cooking twenty plus years ago when he was only two years old. He asked for help one day, but I didn’t understand what he wanted. When he took me to the kitchen, I soon found out. On the floor was my frying pan with an egg in it. No shell, just yoke and white. He’d taken an egg from the refrigerator, put the carton back, and broke the egg into the pan, all without any mess. His problem? He couldn’t turn the stove on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BcoKSDG4kK4/TsZ4KsXLpkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8I_6rh0_xNs/s1600/Turkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BcoKSDG4kK4/TsZ4KsXLpkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8I_6rh0_xNs/s200/Turkey.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/view-image.php?image=9224&amp;amp;picture=turkeys"&gt;Public Domain Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s his take on two very special Thanksgiving traditions that he holds very dear:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The dressing on Thanksgiving holds the meal together. A tradition in our family started with my aunt Jeanie and the dressing she always made. Some of my earliest memories are of Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt’s house—and of her dressing. She was a great cook, but she didn’t write her recipes down. She passed away eight years ago and left no recipe for me to refer to. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a child, I snuck into the kitchen when my aunt cooked and watched her, hoping to learn from her. She considered me an annoyance, but didn’t say too much. When I reached my teens, she started letting me help with simple chores. Unfortunately, I never learned to make the dressing that our family loved so much. I asked my other aunts and my mom if they could remember how her dressing was made and pieced together just enough to fail when I tried. For some reason I felt I couldn’t let go of the recipe. If I could replicate her recipe, I felt like I could hold on to my aunt forever. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For years I had known that Aunt Jeanie held our extended family together by hosting our Thanksgiving dinners. She was the dressing that held us all together. Thanksgiving hasn’t been quite the same since then. This year, like each year since her passing, I will again try to make Aunt Jeanie’s dressing, adding my own special touches to it. Maybe I’ll get it right this time and maybe I won’t, but until I do, I’ll not give up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My grandfather passed on another Thanksgiving tradition to me. His recipe for Candy Yams. This is a simple common recipe done his way. Before he went home to be with his Heavenly Father, he taught me how to make it. I’ve added my own touch and am sharing this recipe with you today. Here’s my recipe:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dqPMsVbE8I/TsZ53opL2jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iw2fsewawic/s1600/Sweet+Potatoes+.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dqPMsVbE8I/TsZ53opL2jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iw2fsewawic/s200/Sweet+Potatoes+.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 large sweet potatoes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;1 stick margarine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;¾ cup brown sugar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;¼ bag of mini marshmallows&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;½ cup of chopped pecans (optional) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Wash potatoes but do not peel. Slice into ½ inch thick slices and arrange in single thickness in ungreased 10 x 15 sheet cake pan. Cut butter into even pats and scatter over potatoes. Sprinkle sugar evenly over potatoes. Sprinkle pecans on top. Bake for 20 – 30 minutes until potatoes are done. Test with fork. Remove from oven and sprinkle marshmallows over top immediately. Let stand for 5-10 minutes and serve hot. It’s also good cold. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Thanks, Jonathan. Hey, maybe you can come visit us another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Do you have any special family Thanksgiving traditions you would like to tell us about? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4504236238002016826?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4504236238002016826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4504236238002016826&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4504236238002016826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4504236238002016826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-tradition-at-our-house.html' title='Thanksgiving Tradition at Our House'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BcoKSDG4kK4/TsZ4KsXLpkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8I_6rh0_xNs/s72-c/Turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-988578677695916582</id><published>2011-11-16T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:25:38.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bittersweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet - A Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;An arts and crafts festival this fall held a treasure I didn’t expect to find. I attended this festival back in September just for fun, to see what was there. I didn’t expect to find a new friend. And I certainly didn’t expect to find a book worthy of a better review than I can write. But that’s what I found, anyway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJtNMLRCnw0/TsPVm8c0CiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wpNyC6YW7g/s1600/Bittersweet1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJtNMLRCnw0/TsPVm8c0CiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wpNyC6YW7g/s200/Bittersweet1.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I walked away from the booth with the novel &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Linda Cushman in my hand. At home, I set it aside for several days, with no more than a quick glance, while I finished another book. I should have set the other book aside and opened &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Set during the Civil War in Southern Missouri near Bolivar and Osceola, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is Anna Lea Pepper’s story. Anna Lea’s husband has gone off to fight with the Missouri State Guard while she takes care of their farm and their two children, a fourteen-year-old son and an eleven-year-old daughter. Anna Lea, although a Christian, is a very independent woman, with enough courage to get her into trouble and enough prejudice to harm herself. She’s a Southern sympathizer, a little fact that almost gets her killed more than once. She makes the mistake of moving to Osceola just in time for Northern troops to take over and burn the entire town, killing and taking what they want. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So many things happen to Anna Lea. Some could have been avoided if not for her self-righteousness, independence, and prejudices. Many could not, as the story so accurately portrays the time and desperation of the people who lived back then.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there a romance in the story? Well, yes, of course there is. I probably wouldn’t have read it otherwise. There’s conflict aplenty for Anna Lea, so much of it her own doing. You see, the battle going on between North and South is reflected in Anna Lea’s heart. Yes, she has more than her share of the larger battle going on around her, but she’s also at war with herself as she fights others in her determination to rely on no one else, yet her dearest friend becomes an Osage Indian woman she has shunned from the beginning. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am amazed and totally admire Linda Cushman’s research and ability as she tells of this time in our history. Although &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittersweet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is a fictional novel, it is told in a way that brings history alive to the reader. I highly recommend this well-written, totally engrossing book. Once started, it’s extremely hard to put down. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you’d like a really great read, one that doesn’t come along every day, click on this link to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bittesweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Linda Cushman:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Linda-Cushman/dp/1617772062/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321407884&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Bittersweet-Linda-Cushman/dp/1617772062/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321407884&amp;amp;sr=1-5&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-988578677695916582?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/988578677695916582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=988578677695916582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/988578677695916582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/988578677695916582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/bittersweet-review.html' title='Bittersweet - A Review'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJtNMLRCnw0/TsPVm8c0CiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2wpNyC6YW7g/s72-c/Bittersweet1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7176848073081445472</id><published>2011-11-06T20:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:22:21.597-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Goddard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Inspired Suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinite Characters'/><title type='text'>Introducing Elizabeth Goddard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUlUD01atoI/Trc_oArLLJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/F6qbmiDkyWg/s1600/Beth+Goddard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUlUD01atoI/Trc_oArLLJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/F6qbmiDkyWg/s200/Beth+Goddard.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Today, I’d like to welcome Elizabeth Goddard to Infinite Characters. Elizabeth Goddard is the award-winning author of seven contemporary romance novels and two novellas, including a romantic mystery, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Camera Never Lies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;—&lt;/i&gt;a 2011 Carol Award winner. Elizabeth is a member of ACFW and has served as a board member in her local RWA chapter. She is a 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; generation Texan who lives in East Texas with her husband and four children. She and her family recently spent five years in Oregon, which serves as the setting for several of her novels, including &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oregon Outback&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, releasing with Barbour Publishing in Spring 2012. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Elizabeth, I’m so glad you’re here today. Most authors are also avid readers. How about when you were a child? What did you read then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Loved to read during my elementary school years. While I remember reading a lot of books, I don’t recall the names of novels until the fifth grade. That year I read &lt;i&gt;2001 A Space Odyssey&lt;/i&gt;—it was a big thick book for someone that age, and I do remember having to start several times before I could finish. &lt;i&gt;The Good Earth&lt;/i&gt;, by Pearl S. Buck was another one I read that year. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Oh, yes, I remember reading &lt;i&gt;The Good Earth&lt;/i&gt;, although I think I read it a few years after my fifth grade. It was a good book as I remember.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As a child or teenager, did you ever dream of being an author? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yes. I attempted to write my first novel at fourteen—it was a romance because at the time I read a lot of sweet romances. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You enjoyed sweet romances back then, so what is your favorite genre to read now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I love to read in many genres—basically a great book will catch my attention, but I especially love a good fantasy or science fiction, especially those written by Christian authors. Some of my favorite Christian fantasy and science fiction authors are Kathy Tyers, Chris Walley and Stephen Lawhead. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBtkBgcGIKQ/TrdAFMJ7hkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lEi-cZbPSEY/s1600/FreezingPointSM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBtkBgcGIKQ/TrdAFMJ7hkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lEi-cZbPSEY/s200/FreezingPointSM.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Seven novels and two novellas and four releasing next year. Some of the Heartsongs can be found on Amazon, but others you can get through your local Christian bookstore and if not, they can order them for you. FREEZING POINT, THE CAMERA NEVER LIES and the two novella collections you can get anywhere books are sold, including the online bookstores. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What is the title of your latest book and what is it about?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Freezing Point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Casey Wilkes didn’t realize her simple human-interest story would put her life at risk—again. After fleeing her home and journalism job in Portland, she wanted to live under the radar for a while. But when her interviewee starts dodging her questions, her reporter instincts kick in and she finds herself in over her head…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Homeland security agent Jesse Mitchell has been undercover as an ice sculptor for months, trying to infiltrate a smuggling ring. He wants to avoid trouble, and that’s just what Casey brings. Now someone has a target set on Casey. Saving her could blow his cover, but leaving her unprotected endangers him even more—especially his heart. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;That sounds like an exciting story. What inspired you to write this particular book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Several years ago I saw an ice sculptor on the front of Wired Magazine and I tucked that away, knowing I’d want to write a story around that premise at some point. When I started plotting out a romantic suspense for Love Inspired Suspense, the ice sculptor came to mind and the story was born. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What are you working on right now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’m working on the third book in my Redwood Coast series for Heartsong Presents, HEARTS IN THE MIST. I just finished my edits for the second book, SHELTERING LOVE. I’m really excited about these books—I think they are some of my favorite that I’ve written. I’m also working on my second Love Inspired Suspense. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’m sure your readers are eagerly awaiting those books. Have you won any awards with your writing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yes! Before I was published, I was a finalist in the Genesis twice and as a published author I recently won the Carol Award for my mystery THE CAMERA NEVER LIES. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Congratulations! &amp;nbsp;Do you have any advice for aspiring writers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Attend conferences. There you’ll meet people who will help you in your writing journey. A conference makes all the differences. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Where can fans find you or your books on the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabethgoddard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;http://elizabethgoddard.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bethgoddard.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;http://bethgoddard.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/elizabethgoddardauthor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;http://facebook.com/elizabethgoddardauthor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Here’s the first page of Freezing Point to give you a taste of what you’ll be reading. &amp;nbsp;Now here’s the excerpt:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful…but dangerous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jesse finished shoving the last block of dry ice into the back of the specially designed truck—well insulated, yet ventilated to allow for sublimation—the melting that would give off deadly CO2 gas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solid form of carbon dioxide would be used to create the snow effect around the ice sculptures along with fog—a mysterious yet stunning display.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tugged off the gloves used to protect his hands from ice burns or, worse, frostbite. Because his father was a chef and master ice sculptor, Jesse had learned a few techniques of his own, even entering competitions during his college days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what made him the perfect candidate for this covert operation, and the only reason Robert McCoffey, his superior, had pulled Jesse from the desk job and visits to the psychiatrist and put him back into the action. Working as an undercover agent for Immigration and Customs Enforcement, Jesse had nearly blown his last assignment and thought he'd never get the chance to restore his reputation and career.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ICE's bulk cash and smuggling division decided Helms Ice and Trucking Company was hot—laundering money for the Mexican cartel—and they wanted someone on the inside. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copyright © 2011 by Harlequin Enterprises Limited. Cover Art used by arrangement with Harlequin Enterprises Limited. All rights reserved. ® and ™ are trademarks owned by Harlequin Enterprises Limited or its affiliated companies, used under license.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Manuscript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Manuscript" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth, thank you for visiting us at Romantic Reflections. We’ve enjoyed learning more about you and your writing. If you'd like the opportunity to win a copy of &lt;i&gt;Freezing Point&lt;/i&gt;, go to &lt;a href="http://infinitecharacters.com/"&gt;Infinite Characters&lt;/a&gt; to find Beth's interview there along with a giveaway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Manuscript" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Manuscript" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God bless,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Manuscript" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7176848073081445472?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7176848073081445472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7176848073081445472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7176848073081445472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7176848073081445472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/introducing-elizabeth-goddard.html' title='Introducing Elizabeth Goddard'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUlUD01atoI/Trc_oArLLJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/F6qbmiDkyWg/s72-c/Beth+Goddard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8456972768868562406</id><published>2011-11-01T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:51:54.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Lovely Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;I love getting awards, don't you? Gail Pallotta, who has a lovely blog herself at &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peering Through Life's Window&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has given me One Lovely Blog Award. Thank you, Gail. I suggest you take a moment to visit her blog at the link above.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tracykraussexpressionexpress.com/" style="color: #5588aa; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8DCudw9dcBY/Tq2frj2tT2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ukP46F0FyCU/s1600/onelovelyblogaward_150.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;It's my pleasure to present this award to these lovely blogs. I think you'll agree with me if you go visit them. Just click on their names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reginatittel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5588aa;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mustard Seed of Faith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inallthywaysacknowledgehim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Writing for His Glory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chloesjournalofbullies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chloe's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackiesbackporch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Back Porch Reflections&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theswordandspirit.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sword and Spirit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aiming4heaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Inspirational writer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ginawelborn.com/"&gt;Five Kids and a Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;To claim the award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;1. Thank the giver and link back to his or her site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Provide seven random facts about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Pass the award to five other blogs, let them know, and link to their sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Copy the award logo and paste it on your site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Seven Random Facts about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;. Hmm. Let me see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;1. I have fifteen books in print now, an accomplishment I wondered if I'd ever achieve. Now I'm working on numbers sixteen and seventeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Reading has been a way of life for me, but writing lately has crowded out that reading time so now reading is a privilege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;3. I'm a wife, mother, and grandmother. A great privilege, also to wonderful kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;4. I enjoy walking, but don't do nearly enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;5. My desire is to once more raise a bountiful garden since the ground was swallowed by an addition to our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;6. I love making quilts. Several of mine have been sold for benefits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;7. I have about 2,000 books on my TBR pile/shelves. Think I'll ever get to them? Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8456972768868562406?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8456972768868562406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8456972768868562406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8456972768868562406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8456972768868562406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-lovely-blog-award.html' title='One Lovely Blog Award'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8DCudw9dcBY/Tq2frj2tT2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/ukP46F0FyCU/s72-c/onelovelyblogaward_150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1675894182485956125</id><published>2011-10-27T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:10:55.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K. Dawn Byrd'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3In2vu7IAsA/TqmCLFI26qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hEWSUxpjw8M/s1600/head+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3In2vu7IAsA/TqmCLFI26qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hEWSUxpjw8M/s200/head+shot.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;K. Dawn Byrd is an author of inspirational romance and romantic suspense. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This Time for Keeps&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is her fourth release in two years with four more books to follow in 2012. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mistaken Identity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, her first young adult romance released on June 15 from Desert Breeze Publishing. She enjoyed writing it so much that she'll have four more young adult releases in 2012. The sequel to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mistaken Identity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shattered Identity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, will release in June and a college-age romance/mystery series, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Zoe Mack Mystery Series,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will release in January with others to follow in June and December.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;K. Dawn is an avid blogger and gives away several books per week on her blog at &lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, most of which are signed by the authors. She's also the moderator of the popular facebook Christian Fiction Gathering group at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=128209963444"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=128209963444&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;When not reading or writing, K. Dawn enjoys spending time with her husband of 16 years while walking their dogs beside a gorgeous lake near her home and plotting the next story waiting to be told.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;K. Dawn has a new book out that sounds very interesting. Here's a little about it:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEwUlJDgsi0/TqmCADiuaaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/056ZA7aCm0k/s1600/ThisTimeForKeepsCoverArt72dpi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEwUlJDgsi0/TqmCADiuaaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/056ZA7aCm0k/s200/ThisTimeForKeepsCoverArt72dpi.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;India McGuire had no idea that a long, lost love from years ago would breeze back into town the night she accepts an engagement ring from another man. Should she keep the ring and the stability that comes with it or risk everything and follow her heart?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;K. Dawn, thanks for taking time to visit with us. Your schedule must keep you busy with so many books coming out. Can you tell us a little more about yourself? What are three surprising things about you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1) I own two hairless Chinese Crested dogs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;2) I used to ride my own Harley, but gave it up to have more time to write.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3) I love sour things...lemons, pickles, sour candy, etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Did you enjoy reading as a child?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I was such an avid reader as a child that mother has said many times that I was so quiet she never knew I was even in the house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What did you read?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Nancy Drew was my absolute favorite.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;As a child or teenager, did you ever dream of being an author?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I never dreamed of being an author as a child or teenager. I wanted to be a veterinarian. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;When did you first begin writing? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I first began writing seriously about three years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Why do you write still?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I write because it's more than a hobby, it's a passion. I can't NOT write.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;How many books do you have published? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;So far, I have four books published. They run the gamut from historical to contemporary romance to suspense to young adult romance, so there's something for everyone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Where can they be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;They're all available on Amazon and other fine ebook outlets. For 2012, I'll have four more releases, all young adult. Young adult is so much fun to write!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Tell us about one of your books other than this one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Here's a short blurb for Mistaken Identity, my first young adult romance. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;Eden Morgan longs for a boyfriend of her own, an impossible goal when her best friend, Lexi Branson, gets all the attention and all the guys. When they fall in love with the same guy, Eden believes she doesn't have a chance. She can only hope that sometimes the good girl gets the guy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What are you working on right now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Right now, I'm working on the sequel to Mistaken Identity. Shattered Identity will be out in April 2012. My next scheduled release is in January 2012. It is the first book in a college-age mystery/romance series. The title is Zoe Mack and the Secret of the Love Letters.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Can you describe your style of writing by using only three words?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Fast. Frantic. 30 days. (Sorry, I don't count the 30 as a word. It's a number. LOL)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What is your writing schedule and where do you write?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I write every book in 30 days. I'll plot out how many words I need each day on a calendar and use it to keep track of where I should be. I write in my favorite room in the house. It's a small den without a TV, but it does have two fish tanks. I take breaks from time to time and watch the fish swim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Do you have to juggle writing with a job, family responsibilities or other obligations? How do you balance everything?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I work a full-time job, which means I have to be disciplined when it comes to my writing. Of the four books coming out next year, only one is written. If I weren't disciplined, I'd never meet my deadlines.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Where can fans find you or your books on the internet?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;You tube: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kg6faoavpGI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kg6faoavpGI&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Amazon:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/This-Time-for-Keeps-ebook/dp/B005VKMQUG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319731482&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/This-Time-for-Keeps-ebook/dp/B005VKMQUG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319731482&amp;amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;My Publisher: &lt;a href="http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-218/This-Time-For-Keeps/Detail.bok"&gt;http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-218/This-Time-For-Keeps/Detail.bok&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;My website: &lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.com/"&gt;www.kdawnbyrd.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;My blog: &lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;K. Dawn has graciously offered to give a gift card for a free download of her book &lt;i&gt;This Time for Keeps&lt;/i&gt; to someone who comments here before Monday, October 31. Please leave your email address to be included.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;K. Dawn, thank you for joining me today on Romantic Reflections. I’ve enjoyed having you here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;God bless,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1675894182485956125?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1675894182485956125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1675894182485956125&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1675894182485956125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1675894182485956125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/10/k.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3In2vu7IAsA/TqmCLFI26qI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hEWSUxpjw8M/s72-c/head+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6242188402826235465</id><published>2011-10-24T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:50:56.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical Christian romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author interview'/><title type='text'>Vickie McDonough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5eMr4NnpYI/TqWW7L5YwfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c8_jZqALPxs/s1600/Vickie+McDonough+1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5eMr4NnpYI/TqWW7L5YwfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c8_jZqALPxs/s200/Vickie+McDonough+1.jpeg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m visiting with an author of historical Christian romance. Vickie McDonough is an award-winning author of 24 books and novellas.&amp;nbsp;Her books have&amp;nbsp;won the Inspirational Reader's Choice Contest, Texas Gold, the ACFW Noble Theme contest, and she has been a multi-year finalist in ACFW’s BOTY/Carol Awards. She was voted Third Favorite Author in the Heartsong Presents Annual Readers Contest in 2009. Vickie is the author of the fun and feisty Texas Boardinghouse Brides series from Barbour Publishing. Watch for her new books from Moody Publishers, Texas Trails: A Morgan Family series, in which she partners with Susan Page Davis and Darlene Franklin to write a 6-book series that spans 50 years of the Morgan family. The first three books release this fall. Also, next year brings the release of another new series from Guidepost/Summerside, Pioneer Promises, set in 1870s Kansas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Vickie, welcome! Please tell us a little about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m a wife of thirty-six years, mother to four grown sons, and grandmother to a feisty five-year-old girl. I’ve been a fan of fiction my whole life and fell in love with Christian fiction when I first discovered it back in the 1980s. I’ve been writing for over ten years after God gently nudged me in that direction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Can you tell us three things about yourself that would surprise your readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;1. Shortly after I was married, my husband and I lived on a kibbutz in Israel for a year with a group of Christian young people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;2. When I was 14, I bought a Honda 350 motorcycle with money I’d made from babysitting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;3. I never once planned on being a writer, but I had prayed for years for a home business and also to be able to travel some, because I love it and we never could travel when all our boys were young. When God first started sending me stories, I didn’t know what was going on. I wrote two book before I realized that maybe God was trying to get my attention. Now I have a job where I work from home and I get to travel for research trips and conferences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sounds like you’ve led an exciting life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Were you an avid reader as a child?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What did you read? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I read any book that had a horse on the front—all the Walter Farley books, Flicka, Misty of Chincoteague, and many others. I also liked the Nancy Drew series.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is your favorite genre to read as an adult?&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;historical Christian romance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is a great choice. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;To date, I’ve had 24 novels and novellas published. Most of them are available online at Christianbook.com or Amazon. If you can’t find them there, check with me, because I have copies of most of them. Besides the Texas Trails series, I also have a new series coming out next year called Pioneer Promises. It’s set in 1870s Kansas and centers around a family who runs a stage stop. The first book is titled &lt;i&gt;Whispers on the Prairie, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and I call it my &lt;i&gt;Love Comes Softly &lt;/i&gt;meets Bonanza book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VVFnGhNNqdU/TqWWx6WnfTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6JEkps5MeiU/s1600/Long+Trail.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VVFnGhNNqdU/TqWWx6WnfTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6JEkps5MeiU/s200/Long+Trail.jpeg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 15.0pt; margin-bottom: 13.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;One of Texas Trails books you have written is titled Long Trail Home. Here’s the blurb for it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt;"&gt;A weary soldier returns from the War Between the States to discover his parents dead, his family farm in shambles, and his fiancée married. Riley Morgan takes a job at the Wilcox School for Blind Children and tries to make peace with God and himself. When a pretty, blind woman who cares for the children reaches through his scarred walls and touches his heart, he begins to find renewed faith and hope for the future. But when he discovers Annie feigned her blindness just to have a home, will his anger and hurt drive him away and ruin all chances for a future filled with love, faith, and family? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And here’s a short excerpt from the book: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;Squatting down next to a sparse shrub, Annie peered through the wooden fence at the house she’d dreamed about—the one she longed to live in for all long as she could remember. Two stories, white with a dark roof, a half dozen rocking chairs on the porch, and even a few flowers out front, in spite of the chill that still lingered at night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The children, all younger than her, were an oddity, though. They walked around, holding their hands out in front of them, feeling their way along knotted ropes that lined the path. They must be blind, just like some of the beggars she’d seen in New Orleans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But these children wore nice clothes without ragged hems and torn sleeves, and their cheeks were rosy, and smiles lit the faces of most of them. Annie shook her head. What kind of person was she to be jealous of the blind?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The youngsters felt their way to the far side of the house, and Annie stooped down and ran around back. The odor of something delicious wafted out the back door. Someone inside banged cooking pots. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Annie hunkered down behind a rain barrel. A barn sat a short ways behind the house. Maybe she could sleep there tonight. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The back door opened, and a pretty woman who reminded Annie of her mama glided down the steps in a bright blue dress. Her yellow hair was piled up on the back of her head. Annie tugged at her short, plain brown hair. Hers had never been long enough to put up like that—not after her pa hacked it away with his knife. Besides, she wouldn’t know how to fix it anyway. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fragrant odors drifted toward, Annie. Her stomach moaned a long complaint. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The woman clapped her hands. “Children, time for lunch.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As one, the youngsters turned toward her voice, carefully feeling their way toward her. Would anyone notice if she sneaked inside with them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She glanced down at her dirty hands and fingernails. Her pants stunk, and her head itched. Maybe those kids couldn’t see her, but they sure would be able to smell her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;The idea she’d been stewing on for two days sounded better and better. Those children had everything she wanted—they were clean, had decent clothes, ate regular meals, and lived in the house she wanted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-fareast-font-family: 华文宋体;"&gt;Come morning, she’d be sitting on the front porch. And if she had to pretend to be a blind orphan in order to be taken in—so be it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;How do you choose names for your characters? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It really varies. Often, I’ll just choose a name that I like a lot. Other times I get a name before the story comes to me. Then there are times I have to go hunting for a name, like if I have a hero or heroine from another country or I want a more unusual name for my character. I’ll do online searches of baby name sights. Since I write mostly historicals, I also will look up baby names for the year my character was born and see what was popular then. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is there any scene in your book that came from a real-life happening? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yes, there are two. My husband tends to jingle his keys and the coins in his pocket when he stands around talking for a while. In &lt;i&gt;A Wagonload of Trouble, &lt;/i&gt;my hero had the same habit. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Also, in &lt;i&gt;Finally A Bride, &lt;/i&gt;my hero is the temporary preacher and is giving his first sermon since coming to town. He’s preaching about ‘publicans’, but instead of saying that, he calls them ‘pelicans’. This actually happened to my husband when he was giving a message at a women’s prison. I was sitting on the back row with my friend, who’s husband had led worship, and it was all we could do not to laugh out loud. The funny thing was that he kept saying ‘pelican’, and the lady inmates would look at each other with the oddest expressions on their faces. I just knew I had to use that in a book one day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That is so funny—for you, not your husband!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is the coolest, wackiest, most risk-taking thing you’ve ever done? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jumping into two-foot waves at the Mediterranean Sea. My friends started doing this, and it was a lot of fun, so I joined in. Before I knew it, all my friends had gone off somewhere else, and I was alone, neck deep in water and a very long ways from shore. Then a huge wave washed over my head, and I was caught, unable to tell which way was up. I finally got my head above water, but I was caught in a riptide that was taking me further out. I had this overwhelming urge to float and managed to get onto my back after some struggles, but I was traveling parallel to the shore and couldn’t get in. I prayed hard, and God helped me to get back, but I was so weak I couldn’t stand for a while. Years later, I watched a show on riptides, and saw that I did exactly the right—swam parallel to the shore—until I got free of the riptide. God was really watching over me that day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Definitely! What is the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I had hurt my knee and was on crutches. I’d gone across the street to a neighbors and was headed back home. I had to wait for a red car to pass before I could cross the street. A young guy was driving, and as he passed he slowed down and stared at me. I couldn’t imagine what he was gawking at and looked down. The crutches had somehow managed to work my shirt up until it sat on top of my bra. Yikes!! Talk about embarrassing!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Vickie, I’ve enjoyed having you on Infinite Characters. Where can fans find you or your books on the internet?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The one place that lists them all is my website: &lt;a href="http://www.vickiemcdonough.com/"&gt;www.vickiemcdonough.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can also find them at various online bookstores.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I can vouch for Vickie’s writing. I always enjoy her books!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6242188402826235465?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6242188402826235465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6242188402826235465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6242188402826235465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6242188402826235465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/10/vickie-mcdonough.html' title='Vickie McDonough'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V5eMr4NnpYI/TqWW7L5YwfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/c8_jZqALPxs/s72-c/Vickie+McDonough+1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-70301095787216063</id><published>2011-10-22T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:11:47.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthology'/><title type='text'>I have a new Contract!</title><content type='html'>Nothing like getting right to the point, is there? Ok, to make this short story long, &amp;nbsp;few months ago I answered a query from an unpublished writer for some one who had been published by Barbour Publishing to collaborate with her in writing an anthology. Actually, she wanted three authors and after a few bumpy starts the other two authors were found. The four of us set to work, came up with our stories, and sent them off to the publisher via our agents. Not long before the ACFW conference in St. Louis in September, Becky Germany, executive editor at Barbour Publishing, decided to offer us contracts for the stories we had dreamed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, you've just read the simplified version of this endeavor. And no, I won't go into details, but yes, I will tell you a little about the wonderful collection of Christmas stories that will be coming out next fall. Four friends come to &amp;nbsp;the Tumwater, Washington area to work in various positions in the logging business. There, they meet and each falls in love with a young lady. Each of the four stories are interwoven yet stand alone. I've enjoyed working on this collection with some very talented ladies. In the order the stories appear in the book, they are: &lt;i&gt;Home for the Holidays&lt;/i&gt;, by Mildred Colvin, &lt;i&gt;One Evergreen Night&lt;/i&gt; by Debby Lee, &lt;i&gt;All Ye Faithful&lt;/i&gt; by Gina Welborn, and &lt;i&gt;A Carpenter's Christmas&lt;/i&gt; by Mary Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to tell more later and even post the book cover when that becomes available. I know you'll enjoy reading these stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-70301095787216063?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/70301095787216063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=70301095787216063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/70301095787216063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/70301095787216063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-new-contract.html' title='I have a new Contract!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3514855793261919216</id><published>2011-10-10T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:07:53.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical romances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Page Davis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wild west'/><title type='text'>Introducing Susan Page Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OraVtv1TiKI/TpNsTlBYtnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9CqpbLXH90/s1600/Susan+Page+Davis.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OraVtv1TiKI/TpNsTlBYtnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9CqpbLXH90/s200/Susan+Page+Davis.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I’m interviewing an author who has written what sounds like an exciting historical romance. In fact, her book, &lt;i&gt;The Lady’s Maid&lt;/i&gt;, is on my wish list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Now, let’s learn a little about our guest author:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Susan Page Davis is a novelist who writes historical romance, suspense, and mysteries. Prairie Dreams is her new historical series from Barbour Publishing. A Maine native, Susan now lives in Kentucky with her husband, Jim. She’s taught school, shoed horses, and been a news correspondent. She has six children and eight grandchildren, all of whom are gorgeous and brilliant. Also living at the Davis address are a spoiled horse and very bad cat, which really belong to one of Susan’s daughters. She collects old tea tins and true captivity narratives. She comes from a long line of interesting ancestors, some of whom she will admit to and others who are best left unclaimed and unsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Susan, I enjoyed your comment about your ancestors. In doing some genealogy work on my family I found some interesting and brave women who might not want to claim me. LOL! I’m thinking their lives would adapt wonderfully to romance novels. Maybe someday I'll get that mail-order bride story written. Right now, we’d like to know about your book, &lt;i&gt;The Lady’s Maid&lt;/i&gt;. Please tell us a little bit about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZjDMaV_HXI/TpNsk_QPGnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JiOb5OaypOk/s1600/Lady%2527s+Maid+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZjDMaV_HXI/TpNsk_QPGnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/JiOb5OaypOk/s200/Lady%2527s+Maid+.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Elise Finster accompanies her young British mistress, Lady Anne Stone, on a voyage to America in 1855. Lady Anne’s father has died, and her Uncle David is the new Earl of Stoneford—if he steps forward and claims the title. But David disappeared into the American West when Anne was a baby. Now it’s up to her and Elise to find him. They join a wagon train in Independence, Missouri, not realizing they’re leading a killer straight to David. The Lady’s Maid is Susan Page Davis’s new book from Barbour Publishing. It’s first in her new Prairie Dreams historical romance series. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I know &lt;i&gt;The Lady’s Maid&lt;/i&gt; will be a page-turner. I can only imagine the trials a lady would have in the West. I’m looking forward to reading it. Now, I’d like to ask you some questions, that will give your readers a glimpse into your life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Since you are an author now, were you an avid reader as a child?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Absolutely. My older siblings taught me to read early just by reading the same picture books to me over and over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What did you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;I loved Miss Pickerel books (by Ellen MacGregor) and Trixie Belden books. We had a bookmobile that came to our school, and I read whatever I could get my hands on. I read a lot of books my older brother and sisters brought home, too. &lt;i&gt;His Indian Brother&lt;/i&gt;, by Hazel Hutchins Wilson, was a big hit with all of us. I believe it’s based on the same true Maine story that Elizabeth George Speare’s &lt;i&gt;The Sign of the Beaver&lt;/i&gt; later retold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I remember the bookmobile that came to my school, too. That was always an exciting day. But reading is very different from writing a book. How long did you write before you sold your first book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;I seriously wrote fiction for about four years before that first sale.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;What are you working on right now, and/or what’s the title for your next scheduled book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;A Lady in the Making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;will be the third book in this series. (Between &lt;i&gt;The Lady’s Maid &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; A Lady in the Making &lt;/i&gt;comes &lt;i&gt;Lady Anne’s Quest&lt;/i&gt;.) Right now I’m writing that book, and I have placed one of Anne Stone’s relatives in quite a pickle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I like your titles and hope to read all three books. How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;This one makes 37. All can be seen on my website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.susanpagedavis.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;www.susanpagedavis.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt; or at amazon.com (search my name for my author page). Many are also on christianbook.com and other booksellers’ sites. The newer ones are in stores now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;What is your writing schedule and where do you write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;I write at least five days a week, and I do best in my home office, early in the day. I keep at it as long as it takes, but I try to do the actual writing quota for the day early and save other tasks for later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Tell us about one of your books other than this one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Captive Trail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt; features &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Taabe Waipu, who has run away from her Comanche village and is fleeing south in Texas on a horse she stole from a dowry left outside her family’s teepee. The horse has an accident and she is left on foot, injured and exhausted.&amp;nbsp; She staggers onto a road near Fort Chadbourne and collapses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;On one of the first runs through Texas, Butterfield Overland Mail Company driver Ned Bright carries two Ursuline nuns returning to their mission station.&amp;nbsp;They come across a woman who is nearly dead from exposure and dehydration and take her to the mission.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;With some detective work, Ned discovers Taabe Waipu’s identity. He plans to unite her with her family, but the Comanche have other ideas, and the two end up defending the mission station. Through Taabe and Ned we learn the true meaning of healing and restoration amid seemingly powerless situations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Ah, another book for my wish list.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Have you won any awards with your writing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Yes, I’ve won the Carol Award once (when it was Book of the Year) and finaled three more times. I’ve won the Inspirational Readers’ Choice Award twice, and finaled in the More than Magic Contest. I have also won the DAR’s Women’s Issues essay contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Congratulations on all those wins! That’s wonderful. I’ve read some of your books and know they’re good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Now for the good question. What is the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Well, I once swallowed a battery. I don’t recommend it. And no, I didn’t do it on purpose. It was a little button battery almost exactly the same size and shape as a pill I was supposed to take when I ate breakfast. I had the pill in one pocket. Hubby asked me to take the battery to town with me and buy one exactly like it. I put the battery in the other pocket. And a few minutes later, I ate breakfast and popped my … battery … into my mouth. I thought it tasted a bit funny, so I checked my pockets. And found the pill. Now, no jokes about the Energizer Bunny. I got plenty of those from my hubby. And odd looks and questions from the medical staff who X-rayed me. “And &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; did you do this?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Hmm, I guess it’s ok if it didn’t get stuck going down. At least I hope. So the moral is: Look before you pop?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Susan, thank you so much for being here today to tell us about your books.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;God bless,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3514855793261919216?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3514855793261919216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3514855793261919216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3514855793261919216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3514855793261919216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/10/introducing-susan-page-davis.html' title='Introducing Susan Page Davis'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OraVtv1TiKI/TpNsTlBYtnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9CqpbLXH90/s72-c/Susan+Page+Davis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1460420240508727219</id><published>2011-10-02T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T18:15:59.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darlene Franklin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotional'/><title type='text'>Guest Interview with Darlene Franklin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IELl0iZ0XhY/TojvpTIa7lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1DABGI9XQ/s1600/Darlene+Franklin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IELl0iZ0XhY/TojvpTIa7lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1DABGI9XQ/s200/Darlene+Franklin.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I welcome Darlene Franklin today to Romantic Reflections. Award-winning author and speaker Darlene Franklin lives near her family in cowboy country—Oklahoma. She recently signed the contract for her twentieth novel. She is also a prolific devotional author with over 200 devotions in print. I’ve asked her some questions, and would like to share that with you here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1. Tell us a little about yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I live in Oklahoma City with my lynx point Siamese cat Talia. Come for a visit and let her greet you at the door!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My son and his family live a short distance away; I love being a grandma!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I am semi-homebound so do very little outside of the four walls of my house. But I’m involved with a wonderful church and have lots of writing friends to keep me company. I read, write, and watch TV. And entertain Talia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;2. What is your favorite genre to read?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;I love reading mystery/suspense, with a heavy leaning toward thriller-type suspense. I also read a lot of historical romance, which is what I write, with a dash of other genres mixed in. Some of my favorite mystery authors (Dick Francis, James Lee Burke to name a couple) are masters of setting; I like to think that has influenced my writing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3. How many books do you have published and where can they be found?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I am blessed to have fifteen books or so in print (with more on the way). I have an author page at Amazon that lists more of them, as well as notes of current releases on my blog (darlenefranklinwrites.blogspot.com).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQAf5hfbbrc/TojwKFbAdII/AAAAAAAAAGg/IEq7pXUPlyQ/s1600/Lone+Star+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQAf5hfbbrc/TojwKFbAdII/AAAAAAAAAGg/IEq7pXUPlyQ/s200/Lone+Star+Cover.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #376092; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;One of those books is Lone Star Trail, a recent release. Here’s a little about it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lone Star Trail &lt;/i&gt;is the first book in a six-book series about the Morgan family, set in Texas in the 1840s. Jud Morgan runs the Running M Ranch near Victoria, Texas; he is immensely proud of his Texas roots. His father died in the war for independence from Mexico and then Comanches captured his youngest sister. He resists the arrival of the German immigrants (the Verein), since their aim is to create a “New Germany” on Texas soil. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wande Fleischer is one of those German immigrants. Torn from her beloved native land, she faces disappointment on every side when her fiancé abandons her and she loses a sister to illness in the swamps of Carlshafen as soon as they arrive in Texas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Can these two see past their differences to the love God has for them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-autospace: ideograph-numeric ideograph-other;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;4. What are you working on right now, and/or what’s the title for your next scheduled book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;At the moment, I have three new releases. In addition to &lt;i&gt;Lone Star Trail, &lt;/i&gt;there is also &lt;i&gt;Christmas at Barncastle Inn&lt;/i&gt; (contemporary Christmas) and &lt;i&gt;Knight Music, &lt;/i&gt;a contemporary romance. In December, my three &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Vermont&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; romances will be repackaged and sold in a single volume as &lt;i&gt;Maple Notch Brides. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I’m also busy writing books that I have to turn in next February and March: &lt;i&gt;A Bride’s Rogue in Roma, Texas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;/i&gt;historical. What happens when a straight-laced Victorian woman inherits a steamboat on the &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Rio Grande&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;?); &lt;i&gt;Calico Brides &lt;/i&gt;(four historical novellas, set in &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Kansas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;); and another contemporary Christmas novella in the upcoming &lt;i&gt;Postmark: Christmas. &lt;/i&gt;Barbour is the publisher for all three books.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #376092; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Oh, my! Sounds like you’ve been very busy. Those titles are appealing, and I’m sure the stories are, too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;5. Where do you get ideas for your books?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I love talking about this. Ideas come from everywhere, and are usually a combination of several different influences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;First there is a story starter. Something sparks my attention: a town name (how about Hygiene, &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Colorado&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?)&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A news article (a vintage clothing store is robbed). A movie or TV show (&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pearl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;a movie about pioneer aviatrix Pearl Carter Scott). A paragraph in a research book (&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Roma&lt;/st1:place&gt;, &lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;Texas&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was the westernmost port of the &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Rio Grande&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; steamboat trade). A single entry in a timeline (German Verein to Texas in 1846). Something I observe by the side of the road (a single cowboy boot). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;The story starter starts an idea rolling around in my head, and I’ll look into it a little bit more. In researching about steamboats, I discovered a children’s book about the first female pilot of a steamboat. Then my creative spirit jumps up and down and says “I want to write that story!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Once I have found the main setting (steamboat and female pilot) I usually think about characters. In romance, I need a hero and a heroine with a distinct tension between them, one that is believable and strong. So for &lt;i&gt;Bride’s Rogue, &lt;/i&gt;the “bride” is an uptight Victorian orphan who inherits a steamboat—together with a rather flamboyant purser who handles gambling and other entertainment on board.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Once I have the setting and central conflict in mind, it’s a matter of thinking how I get from point A to happily ever after.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #376092; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;That’s interesting! Very creative way to develop your stories, which leads me to the next question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;6. How do you choose names for your characters?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I’ve done this a variety of ways. For my first few books, I pretty much picked names out of the air. That worked fine until I discovered I keep using the same names (Gallagher, Sam, Morris, Ben, Knight.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Then I went to the opposite extreme, got a lovely book of names listed by ethnic background. I came up with some good ones (Natalie Daire and Fabrizio Ricci) but also some clunkers (Audwin Howe). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;In writing historical fiction, depending on the era, I look at Social Security registers of the top 100 names from that time period and try to choose from those lists. The problem is that men’s names don’t vary as much over the years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Lone Star Trail, &lt;/i&gt;I used my naming books for German names (it also has a wonderful feature of the most common surnames by ethnicity). Some names I chose by meaning: my heroine is named “Wande,” which means “Wanderer,” which seemed appropriate for an immigrant. Her mother is “Nadetta,” the “bear” defending her young. Other names I chose because they looked comparatively easy to pronounce (Meino, Drud, Alvie). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Oh, yes, I also keep an alphabet talley of names in a series. Otherwise all the names would start with the same letter and lead to confusion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;7. In three words describe your style of writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Compassionate, personal, vivid &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;8. How do you get to know your characters?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Lone Star Trail, &lt;/i&gt;reviewers have praised the depth of my primary and secondary characters. I am delighted, of course, but also a little puzzled. Because I hear about authors “interviewing” their characters and creating lengthy dossiers on them. I’ve tried that, and it doesn’t work for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I do a lot of the preliminary work when I’m plotting, thinking through motivations and goals. But the nuts and bolts of the character don’t come to life until I’m actually writing the story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;9. Are you a plotter, a pantster, or somewhere in between, and can you elaborate on your answer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I’m in-between. Since I started writing for Heartsong, which required chapter-by-chapter synopses in their proposals, I got used to writing that way. A good, solid synopsis is still a central part of my writing process.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Having said that. My comment for one chapter in &lt;i&gt;Lone Star Trail&lt;/i&gt; says in part “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;As much as Jud dislikes the German invasion, he can’t help admiring Wande. In spite of the worry Konrad’s silence must be causing her, she is sweet and cheerful, charming all the Morgans—even Jud, if he could open his heart..” That doesn’t include any action. So in writing I have to match the action to the outcome I want to achieve. So my pantser gets to come out and play for a little while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;10. Do you have any advice for aspiring writers?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Number one for now and for always: Read, read, read and write, write, write.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Number two: &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I truly believe that if a writer is willing to work, can accept rejection and learn from feedback, and will persevere past the point any sane person would give up, she or he can make it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;People tell me I am a “gifted” writer. Perhaps. But I’m not a natural writer. I didn’t sit down and sell a book within two years of starting. I have been writing for 20 years by now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I’m proof of that axiom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #376092; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;That’s good advice. I believe God gives us the ability and desire to write but expects us to exert some effort to learn the craft. Even while we rely on Him for inspiration. Darlene, I thank you for being a guest on my blog.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;If you would like to learn more about Darlene Franklin, you can v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #376092; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #376092; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;isit Darlene’s blog at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darlenefranklinwrites.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black;"&gt;www.darlenefranklinwrites.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1460420240508727219?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1460420240508727219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1460420240508727219&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1460420240508727219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1460420240508727219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/10/guest-interview-with-darlene-franklin.html' title='Guest Interview with Darlene Franklin'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IELl0iZ0XhY/TojvpTIa7lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qI1DABGI9XQ/s72-c/Darlene+Franklin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1387435486041828194</id><published>2011-09-30T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:13:21.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Kindle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nook'/><title type='text'>It's Published Now!</title><content type='html'>I do believe it's time I mention that my latest book,&lt;i&gt; Love Returned,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is published now. In fact, I got really ambitious and published in e-book and paperback the same day. Maybe I'm learning how because this one seemed to be easier to do than the other two. If you'd like to see the book's page at Amazon.com, click on the title &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005PCL8TA"&gt;Love Returned&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;and you should be taken there. If you click on this&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/love-returned-mildred-colvin/1105909427"&gt;Love Returned&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;you will be taken to the Barnes &amp;amp; Noble page. Is that confusing, or am I just confused? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next step is to complete Love's Tender Call, and I am nearing the end. I had planned to self-publish it, but I've decided to try a publisher first. I'm not sure it's exactly right for them, but I'm sure the editor will tell me either way. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, I appreciate my readers. I don't know if any of you are interested in self-publishing either e-books or paper, but I would welcome any questions about the process. I'm by far not an expert. I'm learning each time I do anything toward either publishing or promoting, but I'd be glad to help find the answers. I welcome your comments, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1387435486041828194?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1387435486041828194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1387435486041828194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1387435486041828194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1387435486041828194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-published-now.html' title='It&apos;s Published Now!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7655117641203884809</id><published>2011-09-17T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:18:38.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cub Scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Love Returned</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update on a book I've been working on for a while. &lt;i&gt;Love Returned&lt;/i&gt; is nearing completion. I've been trying to polish my writing to give my readers a professionally written book, and should have that done within the next week. Yea! I really hope you all enjoy this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if you were forced, due to circumstances and your family, into giving your infant son up for adoption, only to meet a child nine years later who fit every criteria to be the child you'd longed for all that time? This is what happened to Megan McGinnis in &lt;i&gt;Love Returned&lt;/i&gt;. In addition, she's fallen in love with Scott, the boy's father, and is afraid to tell him of her suspicion's. She can't prove she's found her son, so she hopes to keep things just as they are. Then Scott asks her to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever had a son in Cub Scouts, you'll enjoy the references to den meetings and cub camp. But most of all, you'll enjoy falling in love all over again with Megan and Scott and growing with them as they forgive and heal broken relationships. Give me another week or so, and &lt;i&gt;Love Returned&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;should appear on Amazon and Barnes &amp;amp; Noble. Watch for it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the book cover in the left column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7655117641203884809?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7655117641203884809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7655117641203884809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7655117641203884809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7655117641203884809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-returned.html' title='Love Returned'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1015223193676644370</id><published>2011-09-09T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T20:31:50.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie Grace Whitson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinite Characters'/><title type='text'>Infinite Characters</title><content type='html'>It's Friday again and there's another short story posted about a kiss that's interrupted by an animal. This is the last story in that series. If you haven't already, you can read all five at &lt;a href="http://www.infinitecharacters.com/"&gt;Infinite Characters&lt;/a&gt;. I know you'll enjoy them. In two weeks the authors of Infinite Characters will begin a new series. Did you ever goof up and kiss the wrong person? Oh my! Think of the ramifications of that! We have five short stories coming up with just that scenario. I've already read the first one for September 23, and it's good. You won't want to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uT6gSo0hBhw/Tmq8rBt9y4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/hK5IP97VEHo/s1600/Key+on+the+Quilt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uT6gSo0hBhw/Tmq8rBt9y4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/hK5IP97VEHo/s200/Key+on+the+Quilt.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But first, on Monday, September 12, come and learn with us about quilts in history with Stephanie Grace Whitson. Stephanie has a new book from Barbour Publishing coming out early next year, &lt;i&gt;Key on the Quilt&lt;/i&gt; that I'm looking forward to reading. That is, after I finish &lt;i&gt;A Most Unsuitable Match, &lt;/i&gt;also by Stephanie Grace Whitson, which is available now. If you haven't read one of her books, I do recommend you get this one and spend some enjoyable time reading a great story set in a time long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtiFp0bdBJI/Tmq9LvRkz3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/9xovgSMCNmc/s1600/A+Most+Unsuitable+Match.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtiFp0bdBJI/Tmq9LvRkz3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/9xovgSMCNmc/s200/A+Most+Unsuitable+Match.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See you at Infinite Characters on Monday. If you haven't already signed up to receive the posts via email, you can do that while you're there. It's an easy way to make sure you don't miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1015223193676644370?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1015223193676644370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1015223193676644370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1015223193676644370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1015223193676644370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/09/infinite-characters.html' title='Infinite Characters'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uT6gSo0hBhw/Tmq8rBt9y4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/hK5IP97VEHo/s72-c/Key+on+the+Quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7496231364705467598</id><published>2011-09-05T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:06:10.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paperbacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning to Lean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A New Life'/><title type='text'>Learning to Lean Now in Paperback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gm8Piz0dIB0/TmUANS4cL4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jvcC4axPGuY/s1600/BookCoverImage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gm8Piz0dIB0/TmUANS4cL4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jvcC4axPGuY/s200/BookCoverImage.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first e-book, &lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;has recently been released in paperback format. I'm excited to have this book available for those who want to hold an actual book when they read. Many of us still love the feel of a book in our hands, and we like the way it looks sitting on our shelf. While I enjoy reading both e-books and paper books, I really like the looks of this particular paperback. Check out the cover. I like how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the story of Heather and Matt who each have three children to raise alone. Circumstances and their children draw them together, while their fears and lack of faith keep them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dS8OkzzXmPY/TmUAXm3N8OI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZB4sVR964vE/s1600/A+New+Life+BookCoverImage+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dS8OkzzXmPY/TmUAXm3N8OI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZB4sVR964vE/s200/A+New+Life+BookCoverImage+%25281%2529.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While that one's getting a start, I've been working on my second e-book, &lt;i&gt;A New Life. &lt;/i&gt;I also like the cover for it. This one should be available in paperback by the end of this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A New Life &lt;/i&gt;is a story about second chances. Kimberly has one goal - introduce her son to his birth father. But Travis doesn't want a city boy on his ranch, because he's afraid he'll get hurt just as his son did. Would it make a difference if he knew Kim's son was also his?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list price for these two books is $8.99 and&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;can be found on Amazon. Hopefully,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;A New Life&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;will soon show it's face there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7496231364705467598?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7496231364705467598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7496231364705467598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7496231364705467598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7496231364705467598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/09/learning-to-lean-now-in-paperback.html' title='Learning to Lean Now in Paperback!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gm8Piz0dIB0/TmUANS4cL4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jvcC4axPGuY/s72-c/BookCoverImage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2936263356088451604</id><published>2011-08-31T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:33:07.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foster care'/><title type='text'>A Special Reunion!</title><content type='html'>My husband and I received a wonderful surprise last night. A car stopped in our driveway, and some young people got out. We assumed they were here to see our son, so my husband went out to tell them he was at work. The oldest boy who we recognized by that time said, "Nope, we came to see you. We found someone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out then as they reached the porch, and he again said, "We found someone. You'll know what I'm talking about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the girl with the two boys and did know. I recognized a girl we'd cared for in foster care 10 years ago for about 4 years until she was nine. She left our house to be adopted the last we knew. Her brothers who were with her had been looking for her for years. The other four kids managed to keep in touch, but this one got away. I knew they'd been looking for her because the system had separated these five kids and wouldn't/couldn't give out enough info for them to find her. The sad thing is, she's been living within 20 miles of the others and they didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited for a while until they had to go see their father who also wanted time with her. I'll admit to the moisture in my eyes when they all three hugged us before they left and promised to come back again. I hope they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2936263356088451604?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2936263356088451604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2936263356088451604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2936263356088451604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2936263356088451604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/08/special-reunion.html' title='A Special Reunion!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7616997852951408768</id><published>2011-08-17T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T10:00:42.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing'/><title type='text'>My Blog Has Received An Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;Liebster Blog Award&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="color: #999999; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4a0CHGSUbSo/Tkl3FauIhPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/avm6vcdoYkk/s1600/Liebster_Blog_Award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #336699; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4a0CHGSUbSo/Tkl3FauIhPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/avm6vcdoYkk/s1600/Liebster_Blog_Award.jpg" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; position: relative;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello loyal followers. Just wanted to share some news. I was tagged for a Liebster Blog Award this week. I want to thank my good friend and fellow blogger, Connie Almony, for awarding this to me. See her blog at &lt;span style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://livingthebodyofchrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;livingthebodyofchrist&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and join for some great blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Liebster award is given to bloggers with less than 200 followers in order to give opportunity for the readers to find new and wonderful sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give the Liebster Blog Award to five bloggers and let them know in a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Copy and paste the award on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have faith your followers will spread the love to other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have blogging fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to share. The following are some great blogs you'll want to check out. Here they are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reginatittel.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Mustard Seed of Faith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackiesbackporch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Back Porch Reflections&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inallthywaysacknowledgehim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Writing For His Glory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://throughhiseyestoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Through His Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ginawelborn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Five Kids and a Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;Happy blogging! God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6890165609815640101" style="position: relative; width: 478px;"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7616997852951408768?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7616997852951408768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7616997852951408768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7616997852951408768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7616997852951408768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog-has-received-award.html' title='My Blog Has Received An Award!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4a0CHGSUbSo/Tkl3FauIhPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/avm6vcdoYkk/s72-c/Liebster_Blog_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-9202829792795497232</id><published>2011-08-11T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:50:19.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Domain Pictures dot net</title><content type='html'>I forgot to give credit to http://publicdomainpictures.net for the photo of the rooster in the below blog. You can find that same photo &lt;a href="http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/view-image.php?image=9819&amp;amp;picture=rooster%22%3ERooster%3C/a%3E%20by%20Vera%20Kratochvil"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found it a wonderful place to find obtainable photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-9202829792795497232?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/9202829792795497232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=9202829792795497232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9202829792795497232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9202829792795497232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/08/public-domain-pictures-dot-net.html' title='Public Domain Pictures dot net'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-552625065815473126</id><published>2011-08-11T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:39:35.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Characters</title><content type='html'>I read once that an editor gave five authors the opening sentence for a story idea and asked them to each write their version their way. When this project was finished, there were five completely different stories written. So how many characters and story ideas are there? Many more than there are authors, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each have a background rich with experiences and an environment unique to us. When we write, we draw from our yesterdays and our hopes for tomorrow. I am different from every other writer, so my stories will be my own just as the way I express myself is all my own. It's the same with you. King Solomon said there's nothing new under the sun, and that's true. But we can take the same old concept and make as many different versions of it as there are authors to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxerJ2LzDXY/TkP248CzcOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CrXl69y4Izs/s1600/rooster-871287755517UOzU.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxerJ2LzDXY/TkP248CzcOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CrXl69y4Izs/s200/rooster-871287755517UOzU.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is being proved on a new blog I belong to at &lt;a href="http://infinitecharacters.com/"&gt;Infinite Characters&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where five authors give writing tips, review books, interview authors and give away books, write devotionals, and feature Fiction Fun Friday every other week. Tomorrow will be our third Fiction Fun Friday and I'd like to invite everyone to come join the fun. While you're there, skip back to the first two fun days by clicking Fiction Fun under Sections on the left side bar. You'll find two short stories about a kiss that's interrupted by an animal. First is a hilarious octogenarian romp with Harold and Violet by Connie Almony. Then comes danger with Miguel and Mary Ann by June Foster. Tomorrow we'll take a trip back in time to a barnyard and read &lt;i&gt;One Rooster Too Many&lt;/i&gt; by Vanessa Riley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come join the fun. Stay a while and join our growing site. You can even receive the latest blog by email so you never miss a thing. Do it! You'll be glad you did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-552625065815473126?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/552625065815473126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=552625065815473126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/552625065815473126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/552625065815473126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/08/infinite-characters.html' title='Infinite Characters'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxerJ2LzDXY/TkP248CzcOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CrXl69y4Izs/s72-c/rooster-871287755517UOzU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3805792602866867622</id><published>2011-08-05T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:05:28.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manuscript'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love&apos;s Tender Call'/><title type='text'>Update on Love's Tender Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N2IF_Ow8C8/Tjv4D_5Y54I/AAAAAAAAAFs/NgGbINqPwII/s1600/Love%2527s+Tender+Call+-+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N2IF_Ow8C8/Tjv4D_5Y54I/AAAAAAAAAFs/NgGbINqPwII/s200/Love%2527s+Tender+Call+-+1.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did I say 5-7 weeks? Amazing how a project can stretch itself out when you get into it, isn't it? Love's Tender Call is no different. I'm finding that my writing has changed since that story was originally written - for the better, I hope. So the two months I anticipated this book taking to finish, may become three months, and I hope no more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am enjoying this rewrite and am happy with the results. Cora's character is building, as are several of her new friends - and enemies. Here's a little excerpt from the chapter I just finished that shows some of Cora's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;Ivy’s smile faded and a scowl settled in its place. Her hand shot out, knocking her glass of water across the table. Cora jumped up moments before Esther’s lap was drenched. Esther squealed and brushed at the puddle on her skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;Here's a hint of Cora's growing attraction for Aaron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Cora swung to find Aaron standing close beside her. She followed his gaze toward the cabin. “I don’t know. It doesn’t look like it will keep the north wind out.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;“Is that so?” He grinned at her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;Her heart leapt and warmth filled her cheeks. What was wrong with her? A shock of wavy dark hair fell across his forehead, and she wanted to brush it back into place. George had better keep his promise to come. This place was addling her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;I'll get back to work now. Hopefully one day soon you'll be able to read Love's Tender Call and I hope you enjoy it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-indent: .3in;"&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3805792602866867622?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3805792602866867622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3805792602866867622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3805792602866867622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3805792602866867622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/08/update-on-loves-tender-call.html' title='Update on Love&apos;s Tender Call'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N2IF_Ow8C8/Tjv4D_5Y54I/AAAAAAAAAFs/NgGbINqPwII/s72-c/Love%2527s+Tender+Call+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-258860794886260472</id><published>2011-07-29T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:36:34.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Tender Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwkJ7HsQVmc/TjMyBIPs1QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3zQc64h66C4/s1600/Love%2527s+Gentle+Surprise+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwkJ7HsQVmc/TjMyBIPs1QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3zQc64h66C4/s200/Love%2527s+Gentle+Surprise+.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwkJ7HsQVmc/TjMyBIPs1QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3zQc64h66C4/s1600/Love%2527s+Gentle+Surprise+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started writing a new series of four books - Brides of Cedar Creek. These books include three previously published romances from Heartsong Presents. Cora, Eliza, and Deborah will soon become Love's Tender Call, Love's Gentle Surprise, and Love's Hidden Message. Grace was never published before and will become Love's Unexpected Joy. I'm excited about this series because I'm taking the original books as they were published and adding scenes to bring depth and a longer, more satisfying read. So even if you've read these stories, you may find something new when the Brides of Cedar Creek make their second appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5zGc8hcL52Y/TjMxwNial3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YbFFhnKfBxg/s1600/Love%2527s+Tender+Call+-+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5zGc8hcL52Y/TjMxwNial3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YbFFhnKfBxg/s200/Love%2527s+Tender+Call+-+1.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll try to give you updates as I continue working on each book. Love's Tender Call is in the beginning stages and is shaping up nicely. My goal is to have Cora's story ready for publication within 5-7 weeks. We'll see if I make that goal. I've included photos of the first two covers. Cora and Eliza are sisters who love each other but often don't get along. Each must find her own way when their father decides to move the family to the wilderness of Southern Missouri leaving their wealthy lifestyle behind for a log cabin on the prairie. In this place so far from civilization love doesn't come easy, but maybe God has just the right man waiting for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-258860794886260472?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/258860794886260472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=258860794886260472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/258860794886260472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/258860794886260472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/07/loves-tender-call.html' title='Love&apos;s Tender Call'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwkJ7HsQVmc/TjMyBIPs1QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/3zQc64h66C4/s72-c/Love%2527s+Gentle+Surprise+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2151498436416242662</id><published>2011-07-23T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:02:17.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Alice in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CS4XicQBxLM/TirBlI29zBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LEM_BwtxX6Y/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CS4XicQBxLM/TirBlI29zBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LEM_BwtxX6Y/s200/IMG_0517.JPG" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought I'd share something interesting my family found in the Carthage park. It's a small section that has been set aside as a point of interest with a statue of Alice stepping from the open pages of a book. She's reaching for the key that's fallen on the floor in front of her. Can you see it? There are other characters from the story in her pockets and around her. You can see Twiddle Dee and Dum on the page of the book. We also saw the Cheshire Cat, the caterpillar, and her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pibR5p0UOVg/TirF3GVvQ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/UYbepMdbIQI/s1600/IMG_0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pibR5p0UOVg/TirF3GVvQ-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/UYbepMdbIQI/s200/IMG_0526.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the dedication.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The two benches in the background are held up by rabbits. There are several of those concrete benches around the square that makes up this section. Carthage, Missouri has a beautiful, well-kept park. We enjoyed walking through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy4jmzyYhIw/TirEw4mlT5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/NFLQ1P3Q2x4/s1600/IMG_0524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy4jmzyYhIw/TirEw4mlT5I/AAAAAAAAAFI/NFLQ1P3Q2x4/s200/IMG_0524.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a view from the back.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2151498436416242662?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2151498436416242662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2151498436416242662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2151498436416242662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2151498436416242662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/07/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice in Wonderland'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CS4XicQBxLM/TirBlI29zBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LEM_BwtxX6Y/s72-c/IMG_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6766224127875644788</id><published>2011-07-20T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T11:01:00.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com new release'/><title type='text'>I Have a New E-book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg0mt0kEi00/Tib7K3YQn0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/9kSgwNSGjl4/s1600/A+New+Life+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg0mt0kEi00/Tib7K3YQn0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/9kSgwNSGjl4/s200/A+New+Life+.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just released! &lt;i&gt;A New Life&lt;/i&gt; has suspense, a secret child, cowboys, romance, and faith all within a page-turning story. Kimberly's family separated her and Travis before she knew a child was on the way. Two weeks later she married the man her grandfather chose, and she assumed her baby was her husband's until she discovered the truth. When Travis needs a housekeeper for his ranch, Kimberly takes the job. Her goal? To introduce her son to his father. But what if Travis doesn't want her city-raised son on his ranch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CIaVBV-6cik/Tib61uyQlLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NAdWrZUQyeg/s1600/Lesson+of+the+Poinsettia+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CIaVBV-6cik/Tib61uyQlLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NAdWrZUQyeg/s200/Lesson+of+the+Poinsettia+.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've also released &lt;i&gt;Lesson of the Poinsettia,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;a historical romance of finding God's light when darkness surrounds. Abigail lost her sight 9 years ago and has hidden in the darkness ever since. But she makes friends with a 9-year-old neighbor girl who comes to visit with her widowed father. Romance and emotion abound as Abigail and Seth learn to see beyond the darkness of their lives and find love to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find these books on amazon.com by clicking the title and following the link: Click for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005BTO3YE"&gt;A New Life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005D1LIG6"&gt;Lesson of the Poinsettia&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;While you're there, be sure to read the reviews readers have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on another book that is scheduled for release later this summer. Love Returned is the story of Megan and Scott. Randy is Scott's son, but circumstances lead Megan to believe that Randy's really her son. The question is, what will she do about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a book signing outdoors tomorrow night. Won't that be fun in temps reaching 100 degrees? Strangely enough, I'm looking forward to it. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6766224127875644788?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6766224127875644788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6766224127875644788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6766224127875644788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6766224127875644788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-new-e-book.html' title='I Have a New E-book'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg0mt0kEi00/Tib7K3YQn0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/9kSgwNSGjl4/s72-c/A+New+Life+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3498610821449046967</id><published>2011-07-12T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:08:14.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precious Moments'/><title type='text'>Precious Moments!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbhvO68kEYo/ThxNkIKUk9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0PzqsZnAsmk/s1600/IMG_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbhvO68kEYo/ThxNkIKUk9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0PzqsZnAsmk/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took a trip this past weekend to southern Missouri and the Carthage area. A highlight of our trip was Precious Moments Chapel. I'd love to return and spend the entire day touring the chapel, museum, and gift shop. Okay, I'll wait for a much cooler day so I can also enjoy the grounds. They are beautiful! There's so much to see there and you need time to absorb the message of the artist. The message of hope and promise. If we trust in the gift of God's Son, we have hope and the promise of life to come. How marvelous! And although the expense was great, admission is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsdH_6IAbcA/ThxhkyGyvhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/61rTht2EZ_8/s1600/IMG_0593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsdH_6IAbcA/ThxhkyGyvhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/61rTht2EZ_8/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's another very impressive photo we took. This depicts the empty tomb. "He is not there, for He has risen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-GrIZYH-yk/Thxi4ef9-2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/l1HadZo25Q4/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-GrIZYH-yk/Thxi4ef9-2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/l1HadZo25Q4/s320/IMG_0589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so much more! It's worth the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3498610821449046967?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3498610821449046967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3498610821449046967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3498610821449046967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3498610821449046967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/07/precious-moments.html' title='Precious Moments!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SbhvO68kEYo/ThxNkIKUk9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0PzqsZnAsmk/s72-c/IMG_0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6493515606398265523</id><published>2011-06-26T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:23:44.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moths'/><title type='text'>Can You Name This Moth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02d7n8XsX0M/TgfauijUmcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OuWhOzVnilo/s1600/IMG_0410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02d7n8XsX0M/TgfauijUmcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OuWhOzVnilo/s200/IMG_0410.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have another large and beautiful moth for you to see. This one appeared to be seeking a cool place to light for a few minutes and chose the cement foundation to the house. Please leave a comment and if you know what kind of moth this is, I'd love for you to share with us. From the looks of its wings, it was in a storm or had some sort of battle.&amp;nbsp;Thanks to my son for taking this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6493515606398265523?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6493515606398265523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6493515606398265523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6493515606398265523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6493515606398265523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-you-name-this-moth.html' title='Can You Name This Moth?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02d7n8XsX0M/TgfauijUmcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/OuWhOzVnilo/s72-c/IMG_0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5081516767773656106</id><published>2011-06-24T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:21:15.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, Debby Lee!</title><content type='html'>Debby Lee is the winner of &lt;em&gt;Mistaken Identity&lt;/em&gt; by K. Dawn Byrd. Congratulations, Debby! If you did not win and would like to get a copy of her book, please check with her publisher, Desert Breeze, or at Amazon.com. Thank you to all who commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5081516767773656106?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5081516767773656106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5081516767773656106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5081516767773656106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5081516767773656106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/06/congratulations-debby-lee.html' title='Congratulations, Debby Lee!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3088418246083858871</id><published>2011-06-16T17:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T18:04:44.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrYAvi8RI6E/TfqJSHnRBVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GZKRb4INIK4/s1600/head+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrYAvi8RI6E/TfqJSHnRBVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GZKRb4INIK4/s200/head+shot.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVxpH6WerDk/TfqHwdcGiPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fgKrg8qTqdc/s1600/MistakenIdentityCoverArt%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVxpH6WerDk/TfqHwdcGiPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fgKrg8qTqdc/s200/MistakenIdentityCoverArt%255B1%255D.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd like to welcome K. Dawn Byrd to Romantic Reflections. She has written a young adult romance titled &lt;em&gt;Mistaken Identity.&lt;/em&gt; This is a story of Eden Morgan, a teenager, whose best friend falls in love with the same boy Eden loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Dawn will be giving away one gift card for a free download of Mistaken Identity to someone who leaves a comment at the close of this interview&amp;nbsp;before Monday, June 20, 2011. Be sure to leave your name and email address in a separate comment if you don't want it published. Your comments will not show up until I release them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's talk with K. Dawn. K. Dawn, can you tell us how this story came to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sometimes I get the strangest ideas! I wondered what would happen if a not-as-pretty good Christian girl and her gorgous non-Christian best friend fell in love with the same guy. Who would get the guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ah, that's guaranteed conflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please tell us about the journey to getting this&amp;nbsp;book published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I had already published several books with Desert Breeze Publishing when they opened a young adult line. I'd been writing romantic suspense and thought it would be fun to try my hand at a young adult novel. It was so much fun that I'm signing a contract for a young adult mystery series that will debut in January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! That sounds exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me three things about yourself that would surprise your readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I own two hairless Chinese Crested dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I love sour things...pickles, lemons, sour candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I used to ride a Harley, but gave it up in order to have more time to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(My husband always wanted to stay out way too long and take the scenic route home. He still has his bike, but I don't miss mine at all.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you working on now, and what's next for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm editing my October release with Desert Breeze. &lt;em&gt;This time for Keeps&lt;/em&gt; is an inspirational romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Dawn, thanks for visiting with us on Romantic Reflections. Do you have any parting comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Thank you for hosting me! For those of you who love Christian fiction, please check my blog for weekly book giveaways. I interview 3-5 authors a week who give away their books. My blog is: &lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Where else can your fans find you on the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;At the following links:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geWeGQ6Ueu4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geWeGQ6Ueu4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-178/K-Dawn-Byrd-Mistaken/Detail.bok"&gt;My publisher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.com/"&gt;My website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/"&gt;My blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm also on Twitter (kdawnbyrd) and facebook (K Dawn Byrd.) I am the moderator of the Christian Fiction Gathering facebook group. (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=128209963444"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=128209963444&lt;/a&gt;) If you join this group, you'll get reminders about the weekly book giveaways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Thank you, K. Dawn Byrd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And thank you again, K. Dawn for taking time to tell us about your book. I'm sure K. Dawn would love to receive your comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3088418246083858871?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3088418246083858871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3088418246083858871&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3088418246083858871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3088418246083858871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-like-to-welcome-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrYAvi8RI6E/TfqJSHnRBVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GZKRb4INIK4/s72-c/head+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3586092188230569807</id><published>2011-06-09T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T17:04:34.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsletter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>My Summer Newsletter</title><content type='html'>When the temperatures&amp;nbsp;outside reached 90 degrees, I decided summer must be on its way. So I sat down and wrote out a newsletter for anyone who's interested enough to read it. I've included a cake recipe that I really like. I'm usually the first&amp;nbsp;to admit I'm not much of a cook. Not that anyone's starved eating my cooking, but things just don't always turn out the way I expect them to. That's why I'm always looking for easy recipes. This is one of those easy ones. I'll include it here for anyone who hasn't signed up for my newsletter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder: If you'd like to get my Newsletter, leave a comment with just your email address. I won't publish it, but I will send you the most current&amp;nbsp;Newsletter. Thanks! Now enjoy this yummy cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelatin&amp;nbsp;Upside Down Cake&lt;br /&gt;1 (3 oz.) pkg.&amp;nbsp;Gelatin&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 (1 lb. 1 oz.) can sliced peaches&lt;br /&gt;1 C.&amp;nbsp;boiling water&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1 baked 8 inch white cake layer&lt;br /&gt;Sweetened whipped cream or prepared dessert topping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolve gelatin in boiling water. Drain peaches, measuring syrup. Add water to syrup to make 1 cup. Add to gelatin. Chill till slightly thickened. Place peaches in an 8 inch layer pan. Cover with about 1 1/4 cups gelatin. Place cake layer on gelatin, top-side up. Spread remaining gelatin over cake. Chill till firm. Unmold. Garnish with topping. 6 servings. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3586092188230569807?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3586092188230569807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3586092188230569807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3586092188230569807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3586092188230569807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-summer-newsletter.html' title='My Summer Newsletter'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2818724979346272877</id><published>2011-06-07T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:47:42.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redeeming Sarah&apos;s Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartsong Presents'/><title type='text'>I'll be on Heartsong Presents' Facebook Page!</title><content type='html'>Humidity must have a good reason for hitting this time of year. I do think it makes me a little lazy, though. Who wouldn’t rather stay in the air conditioning? What a shame to miss all the wonders outdoor, so I’ve been getting a bit of sun after all the stormy weather we’ve had. Even got a bit of sunburn on one arm that’s tanning now. Of course, I’ll be lopsided because the other arm only got a tiny touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a chance, please visit Heartsong Presents’ Facebook page at: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=hpskip"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=hpskip#!/pages/Heartsong-Presents/62417470232&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, I know that’s long, but it’s the only link I have. I suggest copy and paste. Anyway, as I was saying, my latest book, Redeeming Sarah’s Present, will be featured on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday of next week - June 13. A very short devotional on Monday, a trivia question contest taken from the book on Wednesday, and a fabulous favorite recipe from my house on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you stop by and check it all out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2818724979346272877?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2818724979346272877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2818724979346272877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2818724979346272877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2818724979346272877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/06/ill-be-on-heartsong-presents-facebook.html' title='I&apos;ll be on Heartsong Presents&apos; Facebook Page!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5678412035134560757</id><published>2011-05-27T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:33:06.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunflowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Frog and Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>My young granddaughter planted sunflower seeds in cups to be transplanted in the yard later. I set the container holding them&amp;nbsp;outside to receive sunshine and rain. What we didn't expect to find was a frog perched on the edge of the container. Here's a picture of him. Maybe he wanted to see what was in the box. The sunflowers are growing like weeds now in the yard. It will be fun watching them get ever taller until we have to look up at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk4JIzmzSxc/TeAJ67hJLmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wtl__2Vw6-E/s1600/Frog+visiting+Sunflowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk4JIzmzSxc/TeAJ67hJLmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wtl__2Vw6-E/s320/Frog+visiting+Sunflowers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5678412035134560757?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5678412035134560757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5678412035134560757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5678412035134560757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5678412035134560757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/frog-and-sunflowers.html' title='Frog and Sunflowers'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk4JIzmzSxc/TeAJ67hJLmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wtl__2Vw6-E/s72-c/Frog+visiting+Sunflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2812891783890227361</id><published>2011-05-08T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T16:01:55.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>I was blessed today to have my entire family in church. By that I mean my children and grandchildren all helped my husband and me fill a pew. And we certainly filled it plus one if we'd all been sitting down at the same time. But an amazing and wonderful thing took place. Our middle granddaughter who just turned nine sang a special before the entire congregation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand this isn't a totally unusual thing for a nine-year-old to do, but she's just a touch shy, so for her to volunteer and want to move outside her comfort zone and sing for the Lord is wonderful. She has been blessed with a good singing voice. (Trust me, if I was only bragging, I'd have used stronger adjectives there.) I'm so glad she's willing to use the talent God gave her for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she didn't sit in the seat long and neither did I, as I was in charge of children's church today. Another blessing as I always enjoy working with the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Mother's Day was as filled with God's blessings as mine was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, &lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2812891783890227361?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2812891783890227361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2812891783890227361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2812891783890227361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2812891783890227361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2407872201311423676</id><published>2011-05-06T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T16:50:44.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Turns the Tide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebook'/><title type='text'>We Have Selected the Recipient!</title><content type='html'>Gail Pallotta guest blogged yesterday and the day before about her writing and about her first romance book, &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you to everyone who stopped by to visit with Gail. We had a record number of visitors to Romantic Reflections yesterday. An open invitation is extended to everyone who stopped by. I'd love for you to come back from time to time to see what we have going on. One never knows! Only that romance will be involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who commented yesterday and the day before on Gail Pallotta's blogs were eligible to be entered into&amp;nbsp;a drawing to receive the gift of a copy of Gail's book, &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide.&lt;/em&gt; In a random drawing performed by a disinterested - Oh, I mean&amp;nbsp;- impartial person, my husband, one name came up to receive Gail's book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I stretched the suspense long enough? Here it is: Jamie Adams will receive, with Gail's compliments, &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide.&lt;/em&gt; Enjoy! Jamie if you will let me know your email address, I'll pass that on to Gail. Thanks so much for stopping by and visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2407872201311423676?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2407872201311423676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2407872201311423676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2407872201311423676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2407872201311423676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-have-selected-recipient.html' title='We Have Selected the Recipient!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-9023712785796619372</id><published>2011-05-05T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:51:27.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words from Gail Pallotta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;I'd like to thank Mildred for having me. I hope it's a great day for everyone to sit back, relax and have a cup of coffee or tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;In my Christian romance, &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide,&lt;/em&gt; the main character, Cammie O'Shea, endures a heartbreaking split-up with her fiance. She's determined never to experience such pain again when she finds she must move to Destin, Florida, to work at a newspaper, &lt;em&gt;The Sun Dial. &lt;/em&gt;Her boss asks her to interview Vic Deleona before she even comes to the office to meet him. The boss believes Vic will buy advertising to go with Cammie's interview and other businesses will want interviews and ads also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Cammie rushes to get to Destin so she can arrive in Vic's office early on Monday morning. But when she gets there, Vic's aggravated over a real estate transaction. As he hurries out of the room he tells Cammie he has to take care of something. She thinks he's rude, but she goes back later to conduct the interview because her job depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;This time he's quite smitten with Cammie. She's attracted to him, but not about to admit it to herself. She works hard to finish this assignment. But Vic makes additional appointments with her and suggests they meet over dinner. The last place she wants to be - Destin. The last&amp;nbsp;things she wants to do - date Vic. She yearns to return home to her longtime friends and family. Rejected and alone, Cammie clings to her faith to overcome the heartache and loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Someone vandalizes her and her friend's condos. Now she really doubts the wisdom of living in Destin, but Vic comes to their rescue. Cammie gets to know a different side of Vic and grows fond of him. Then she gets the opportunity to go home to her old job. Will Vic solve the crimes and win Cammie's heart or will she leave Destin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;People often ask what inspired me to write this book. It comes from conversations I've had with young women and men about their hurtful relationships. I enjoy talking to people. It's something I inherited from my mother. One of my high school classmates suggested I would grow up and write an advice column for a newspaper. I don't think I could tackle that. She only said that because I listened to my girl friends and guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;While I'm quietly hearing about people's hardships, they're usually talking through their problems and don't need advice.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;But I've learned not everyone meets their soul mate, falls in love and walks down the aisle. Some people are hurt again and again before they find the right person. Cammie is one of those people. In the book she says something a friend once told my mother and me. Mother tried to console a young woman who suffered a bad split-up. Mother said, "Oh, just forget him. Someone will come along and sweep you off your feet." The hurt young lady looked up with tears in her eyes and said, "Well, it's going to take an awfully big broom."&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;When I started &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide, &lt;/em&gt;I wanted to write an enjoyable story that took readers to a romantic setting and offered hope through faith.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Read more &lt;em&gt;about Love Turns the &lt;/em&gt;Tide on&lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/"&gt; Gail's Web site&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/"&gt;http://www.gailpallotta.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Buy the book &lt;a href="http://www.awe-struck.net/"&gt;from&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.awe-struck.net/"&gt;www.awe-struck.net&lt;/a&gt;. Click on the inspirational category and look for the cover.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gail's blog&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Gail, thanks for being a guest on my blog. I've enjoyed having you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mildred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Colvin&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-9023712785796619372?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/9023712785796619372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=9023712785796619372&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9023712785796619372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9023712785796619372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/words-from-gail-pallotta.html' title='Words from Gail Pallotta'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6894651321834769829</id><published>2011-05-04T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:31:27.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebooks'/><title type='text'>Introducing Gail Pallotta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I would like to introduce to everyone a fellow ebook author. Gail Pallotta has&lt;br /&gt;written a romance that I believe everyone will want to know about. I’m&lt;br /&gt;including the book cover image for &lt;i&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/i&gt; here and below is&lt;br /&gt;a brief introduction to Gail and her writing. She has agreed to guest blog on&lt;br /&gt;Romantic Reflections tomorrow, so be sure to come back for that. In the&lt;br /&gt;meantime, take a look at her website here: &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/"&gt;Gail's Website&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and at her blog here: &lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peering Through Life's Window&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBRKTpW16DA/TcGLlOObajI/AAAAAAAAADs/usb5NWPs7ns/s1600/GPallotta--LoveTurnstheTide-200x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBRKTpW16DA/TcGLlOObajI/AAAAAAAAADs/usb5NWPs7ns/s1600/GPallotta--LoveTurnstheTide-200x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Love Turns the Tide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;is Gail’s first romance, but she’s been writing for as&lt;br /&gt;long as she can remember. Her first story appeared in a grammar school&lt;br /&gt;newspaper. Much later, she worked as an editor and copywriter. After she&lt;br /&gt;married she helped her husband with his business, but continued to write.&lt;br /&gt;Between the feature stories she wrote at work and the freelance pieces she&lt;br /&gt;placed, she published several hundred articles. After some of them were&lt;br /&gt;selected for anthologies and two ended up in museums, friends and family nudged&lt;br /&gt;her to “do more.” Then, she undertook a lifelong dream and wrote a novel. In&lt;br /&gt;2004, the year she published her first book, &lt;i&gt;Now Is the Time, &lt;/i&gt;the American Christian Writers Association named her a regional writer of the year. This past November an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/i&gt; won the Clash of the Titles Challenge in the best nature / weather scene category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to come back tomorrow for Gail's blog. See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6894651321834769829?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6894651321834769829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6894651321834769829&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6894651321834769829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6894651321834769829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/introducing-gail-pallotta.html' title='Introducing Gail Pallotta'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBRKTpW16DA/TcGLlOObajI/AAAAAAAAADs/usb5NWPs7ns/s72-c/GPallotta--LoveTurnstheTide-200x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2108041845696902413</id><published>2011-05-01T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:51:58.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying out the new Posting Editor</title><content type='html'>I've been having trouble with my posts running together with no paragraphs. While this has only been going on for the last fews posts, I've just learned the cause is that I've been using an outdated editor for the blog - whatever that is. Anyway I selected the new editor and decided to give it a try. If my paragraphs run together, I'll know to look elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQMUkdHEGA/Tb3GXsTSCyI/AAAAAAAAADo/pUYT1gpDlLs/s1600/Hummingbird+in+flight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQMUkdHEGA/Tb3GXsTSCyI/AAAAAAAAADo/pUYT1gpDlLs/s320/Hummingbird+in+flight.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another advantage to the new editor is I can add a picture within the blog, or so it says. I thought I'd try that, too. I've already posted some of my son's great photography here. You saw the Owl Moth and the other shots looking up through the trees and of the lowly flowers that appear tall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is of a hummingbird in flight. Getting a shot of one of these little guys isn't easy. Seeing him in this picture isn't exactly easy, either. It's kinda a trick, but if you look to the wide side of the feeder just above the clothesline, you should see our hummingbird. I don't think you'll see his wings, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's supposed to be options with the photo placement, but I'll have to figure that out later. It's enough that I got the picture on the blog, right? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the hummingbird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2108041845696902413?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2108041845696902413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2108041845696902413&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2108041845696902413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2108041845696902413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/trying-out-new-posting-editor.html' title='Trying out the new Posting Editor'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoQMUkdHEGA/Tb3GXsTSCyI/AAAAAAAAADo/pUYT1gpDlLs/s72-c/Hummingbird+in+flight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8372521905309033610</id><published>2011-05-01T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:09:32.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Route 66'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartsong Presents'/><title type='text'>Building Amanda's Future Releases in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The galley for Building Amanda's Future showed up in my inbox the other day. Building Amanda's Future is book 3 of my Route 66 series with Heartsong Presents. The galley is a copy of the book in a PDF file that I'm supposed to read and look for errors. In so many words, it's a last-ditch effort to find and correct typos and other minor errors. Please don't tell the folks at Heartsong, but I got busy and sort of forgot about it until last night after I'd gone to bed. I knew the date I'm to return it was in May and I thought it was on Monday. But was it May 2 or May 9? I couldn't remember and I decided I couldn't do anything about it last night even if it was due back this Monday, so I went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church this morning, I opened my inbox and searched for the email with the file attached. I couldn't find it even after going carefully through the list three times, and I couldn't remember the name of the lady who sent it to me so I finally typed in a search for Barbour. That narrowed the field enough I saw the galley. Thankfully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've gone through the first three chapters already and, although there's a word here and there I could change, I don't think anything is bad enough to make a difference. I mean does it really matter if I say "could" or "should" when the meaning isn't changed that much? The folks at Barbour have worked hard to get to this point, so I'm looking for changes that will make a difference to my readers, and I may find plenty later that need attention. There's still another thirteen chapters to go. Oh, I forgot to mention. I have until the 9th to get this done, so I've got plenty of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the fun thing is, I've been working on so many other books since that one was written that it's like reading a new book. Well, almost. I mean, I do know how it ends, but I'm enjoying it all the same. I love stories when the hero and heroine have a past. Amanda and Chad were engaged 14 years ago. They were torn apart by a very deceptive "friend" that they both believed. Oh, she was quite the actress, but you'll need to read the book to find out exactly what she did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to get back to it now and make sure it's ready for you to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8372521905309033610?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8372521905309033610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8372521905309033610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8372521905309033610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8372521905309033610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/05/building-amandas-future-releases-in.html' title='Building Amanda&apos;s Future Releases in July'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4183206991280183994</id><published>2011-04-29T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T18:30:02.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kindle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>My Next Ebook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Someone asked me the other day what I'm working on with my writing. Now it's highly likely you don't want to hear about everything I'm thinking about, writing, critting, and editing so I won't bore you with all the details. Here's a quick highlight of what's going on in my mind. Ha ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I joined the ranks of ebook authors, I've been working feverishly on adding a second book to my listing at Amazon. &lt;em&gt;Love Returned &lt;/em&gt;seemed to be a likely story for ebook, so that's what I'm writing and passing by my critique partners. Megan McGinnis is a third-grade schoolteacher who, when she was in college, gave her newborn son away, but only because she had no support at the time and couldn't keep him. She's regretted her decision ever since. Now, nine years later, she meets the man of her dreams. Scott Landis is a Christian man who's great with kids. In fact, he has a nine-year-old son with blond hair and brown eyes just like Megan's, and he's adopted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you getting ahead of me? Yes, because of far too many circumstances to think otherwise, Megan decides Scott's son is the baby she's dreamed of finding for way too long. While her maternal instincts kick in, her love for Scott grow and then ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I'm not going to tell you. I'd really rather you read the story. This will be a full-length novel of about 60,000 words. I expect &lt;em&gt;Love Returned &lt;/em&gt;to be on sale at Amazon Kindle Store by the middle of June. That's not far off, and I promise the price will be right. (Meaning really cheap!) Remember, you don't have to have a Kindle to read ebooks. Check out all the available apps. at Amazon, and then stroll through all the great ebooks there. Some are even free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4183206991280183994?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4183206991280183994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4183206991280183994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4183206991280183994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4183206991280183994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-next-ebook_29.html' title='My Next Ebook!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7499304586817501766</id><published>2011-04-23T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T21:22:57.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl Butterfly or Owl Moth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I posted the picture of what I thought was an Owl Butterfly yesterday. Now I'm not so sure. See, this is why I suggested you get the kids involved in identifying it. :) Our insect has long, fuzzy antennae which is obviously a moth. Take a close look at yesterday's picture and see if you agree. Isn't it amazing how wrong we can be? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7499304586817501766?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7499304586817501766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7499304586817501766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7499304586817501766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7499304586817501766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/owl-butterfly-or-owl-moth_23.html' title='Owl Butterfly or Owl Moth?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6236707740217648896</id><published>2011-04-22T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:47:40.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owl Butterflies'/><title type='text'>See the Butterfly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3i0D03Tbqo/TbH2KAJsN2I/AAAAAAAAACk/YtNe5wRSl2s/s1600/Owl%2BButterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 180px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: hand;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598526463498008418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3i0D03Tbqo/TbH2KAJsN2I/AAAAAAAAACk/YtNe5wRSl2s/s320/Owl%2BButterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a photo of an Owl Butterfly we found on the side of our house. It seemed to be sleeping and wouldn't move even when we tried to get it to. This is a huge butterfly, and I'm saying butterfly because I've looked up pictures of Owl Moths and they aren't nearly as pretty. Moths don't have the colorful eyes on the wings that the butterfly does. Those of you with kids might want to do a little study about these insects. If you find out anything let the rest of us know. This one was beautiful. The guys took it out to an open out building and left it on the floor. The next day it had flown away. I guess it just needed the rest before traveling on. There's a butterfly house in Chesterfield, Missouri. Maybe our butterfly was on its way to join family there. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6236707740217648896?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6236707740217648896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6236707740217648896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6236707740217648896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6236707740217648896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/see-butterfly.html' title='See the Butterfly?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3i0D03Tbqo/TbH2KAJsN2I/AAAAAAAAACk/YtNe5wRSl2s/s72-c/Owl%2BButterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8819960047456085139</id><published>2011-04-20T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:53:11.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Kindle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ereaders'/><title type='text'>A free Kindle for your PC</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've run into a number of people who aren't aware that they can download a Kindle for their computer, laptop, netbook, even cell phone for free from Amazon.com.  Also, are you aware that there are several free ebooks available from Amazon? Most of them are public domain, and those are very interesting, too, but many are from traditional publishers who are promoting their books. Some are available for free for only a short time. Others remain free much longer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I decided to publish an ebook, I wanted an ereader. But I couldn't justify spending a minimum of over a hundred dollars just so I could read. I figured I'd better stick to a physical book made of paper. Then I discovered I could have both and I wouldn't have to spend a penny to get it. Just as important is that downloading the Kindle is so easy even I can do it without help. Here's what I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That should take you to their home  page. On the left side is a list. Go down 4 headings to Kindle and hover over it  to bring another list. On the new list go down 4 places to Free Kindle Reading  Apps and click on it. That  should get you where you want to go. After that, follow the simple instructions and you should soon have your own ereader right on your computer or smart phone, whichever works for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I've helped with this post, please leave a comment to let me know. I hope you enjoy your Kindle as much as I do mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8819960047456085139?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8819960047456085139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8819960047456085139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8819960047456085139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8819960047456085139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-kindle-for-your-pc.html' title='A free Kindle for your PC'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6124473937261694634</id><published>2011-04-18T13:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:11:55.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Hidden Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVqQxJXv2kI/TayKaQ0bxfI/AAAAAAAAACc/DqvClhclCVM/s1600/P1010068.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVqQxJXv2kI/TayKaQ0bxfI/AAAAAAAAACc/DqvClhclCVM/s200/P1010068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597000620710807026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbmnIN9OAEs/TayCPcOUPWI/AAAAAAAAACU/r-GGpIPpruQ/s1600/P1010080.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbmnIN9OAEs/TayCPcOUPWI/AAAAAAAAACU/r-GGpIPpruQ/s200/P1010080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596991638700572002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to show everyone something my son discovered in our backyard. The other day, he took some pictures from odd angles and found interesting views. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one on the left is taken as he lay on his back in the grass, looking up at the sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one on the right is mostly a bunch of weeds that have grown up and would have been totally missed because they are so close to the ground. Again he took the picture with an upward view of the sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he moved around the yard, snapping photos of whatever caught his eye, he found several things of beauty that I hadn't seen until we viewed them full size on the computer. Isn't it interesting what is right in front of us that we've never taken the time to see? Is there a lesson in this? Maybe once in a while, we should stop for a few moments and enjoy God's loving hand at work in our lives, even if it's just rediscovering the beauty of the lowly dandelion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6124473937261694634?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6124473937261694634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6124473937261694634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6124473937261694634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6124473937261694634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/hidden-beauty.html' title='Hidden Beauty'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVqQxJXv2kI/TayKaQ0bxfI/AAAAAAAAACc/DqvClhclCVM/s72-c/P1010068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1910451832532447745</id><published>2011-04-17T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:58:58.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebooks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-Ql7QLOmNw/Tat2QxTl1pI/AAAAAAAAACM/B2IZ3VEut3w/s1600/Learn%2Bto%2BLean%2B2%2B.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-Ql7QLOmNw/Tat2QxTl1pI/AAAAAAAAACM/B2IZ3VEut3w/s200/Learn%2Bto%2BLean%2B2%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596696992423466642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really think if I keep trying to do this add-a-picture thing, I may get it right eventually. Here's the cover of my latest book. The only catch is, you can't hold this book in your hands and turn the pages. Not if you're thinking paper pages, anyway. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about and reading everything I could find about publishing an ebook on Amazon.com. The last month or so, things started falling into place for me to be able to do this. &lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean&lt;/i&gt; has been read and reread, as well as rewritten several times to make it the best reading experience I knew how. Then I needed to format to fit ebook requirements. That was another learning curve I had to overcome. Again that problem was simplified when I found a guide I could actually understand. It took two days to get it done, but I believe the next time will be much quicker and maybe even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean&lt;/i&gt; is a contemporary romance set in Iowa. Heather Conway's husband died three years before, leaving her with no money and no job. She lost her home and leisure lifestyle and rented two houses. One to live in, the other to use as a daycare. Three years later, she's still living in the two bedroom rental with her fourteen-year-old son and her two younger children. Her daycare has grown to the largest in town, but she still doesn't trust God to take care of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew Sanders lost his wife two years before to cancer. He's looking for time to spend with his three children so he's sold his construction company in the city and come to Heather's small town to start a jack-of-all trades business. He needs a daycare for his young children and runs into Heather quite by accident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Against their better judgment, Heather and Matt become friends as their children begin to blend into one big family. And that's the key word - BIG. Six kids are more responsibility than either want to take on - especially when they know what it's like to be left alone. Come along for the read as Heather and Matt face a rebellious teenager, insecurities, and a love that won't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can find &lt;i&gt;Learning to Lean &lt;/i&gt;at Amazon by copying and pasting this link in your browser:  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Learning-to-Lean-ebook/dp/B004WKUUIQ/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1303070694&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Learning-to-Lean-ebook/dp/B004WKUUIQ/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;s=digital-text&amp;amp;qid=1303070694&amp;amp;sr=1-3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to post more about my journey into self-publishing as I know more. Whether it's successful in number of books sold or not, it's promising to be an interesting experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1910451832532447745?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1910451832532447745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1910451832532447745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1910451832532447745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1910451832532447745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-really-think-if-i-keep-trying-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-Ql7QLOmNw/Tat2QxTl1pI/AAAAAAAAACM/B2IZ3VEut3w/s72-c/Learn%2Bto%2BLean%2B2%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1092625615845227028</id><published>2011-04-11T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:53:14.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Heartsong Connection Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to tell everyone how much it meant to me for you to stop by and check out my blogs last week on Heartsong Connection. I sure do wish everyone could have won a book. Congratulations to Jackie, whose name was selected! Let us know when you get your book, Jackie, and which one you got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed my time in the spotlight and hope you got something from the comments, just as I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1092625615845227028?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1092625615845227028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1092625615845227028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1092625615845227028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1092625615845227028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/heartsong-connection-blog.html' title='Heartsong Connection Blog'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7270774803531908623</id><published>2011-04-03T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:27:16.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='win a prize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartsong Presents'/><title type='text'>I'm Featured Author on Heartsong Connections!</title><content type='html'>During the week of April 4 -8, I will be the featured author on &lt;a href="http://heartsong-authors.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heartsong Connections&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday my latest book, Redeeming Sarah's Present will be spotlighted with the cover photo and a short summary of the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday will be the days I will be blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An older book from the vault will be brought out on Thursday with a summary of it included. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Friday everyone who has left comments throughout the week will be entered in a drawing. If your name is drawn, you will be given the choice of &lt;i&gt;Redeeming Sarah's Present, &lt;/i&gt;the unknown-at-this-point book from the vault, or 10 Heartpoints to use toward a future shipment of Heartsong Presents books from the book club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop by and leave a comment. I'll be there waiting for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7270774803531908623?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7270774803531908623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7270774803531908623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7270774803531908623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7270774803531908623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-featured-author-on-heartsong.html' title='I&apos;m Featured Author on Heartsong Connections!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4248664819375016971</id><published>2011-04-02T21:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T22:22:07.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Here's the cover of Redeeming Sarah's Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG9uXy7yXEA/TZfjpdaF0yI/AAAAAAAAACE/lbg6p1n5t9Q/s1600/RedeemingSarah%2B%2528396x640%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 198px; height: 320px; float: right; cursor: hand;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591187763811963682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG9uXy7yXEA/TZfjpdaF0yI/AAAAAAAAACE/lbg6p1n5t9Q/s320/RedeemingSarah%2B%2528396x640%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG9uXy7yXEA/TZfjpdaF0yI/AAAAAAAAACE/lbg6p1n5t9Q/s1600/RedeemingSarah%2B%2528396x640%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My second book in the Route 66 series for Heartsong Presents is out now. This story is one of my favorites as it deals with adoption. I'm so glad I've been adopted into the family of God so that He is my true Father and I am His child. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sarah and Kevin gave up their parental rights when they were still teenagers to give their baby a better home than they were able to give at that time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By getting ahead of God's will for their lives, their love for each other shattered under the pressure of responsibilities that were far beyond their years. Sarah and Kevin are given a second chance when they run into each other after eighteen years. Because Sarah has chosen to hate Kevin for their mistakes of the past, she doesn't want to see him now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But God has plans for this couple. I hope you will be able to read this story and enjoy it. I certainly enjoyed writing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The third installment in this series will come out in July. Titled &lt;em&gt;Building Amanda's Future&lt;/em&gt;, it is also a story of shattered dreams and second chances. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I hope to have more writing news to share with you soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;God bless,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4248664819375016971?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4248664819375016971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4248664819375016971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4248664819375016971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4248664819375016971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/04/heres-cover-of-redeeming-sarahs-present.html' title='Here&apos;s the cover of Redeeming Sarah&apos;s Present'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GG9uXy7yXEA/TZfjpdaF0yI/AAAAAAAAACE/lbg6p1n5t9Q/s72-c/RedeemingSarah%2B%2528396x640%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2200556249140272576</id><published>2011-03-30T17:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T17:49:40.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartsong Presents'/><title type='text'>Redeeming Sarah's Present</title><content type='html'>My second book in the Route 66 series, Redeeming Sarah's Present, came out this month. It's about a couple in their thirties who gave up a baby for adoption when they were in high school. Sarah has never forgotten her baby boy and is thrilled to get his picture and letter telling about his life each year near his birthday. When his eighteenth birthday arrives, she's excited about meeting him for the first time since his birth. Imagine her surprise when Kevin, the boy she has chosen to hate even after all these years, shows up at her visit to meet his birthson. How dare he, after all he did!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that isn't all. Kevin is tearing down the old building that houses unwed, teen mothers, a charity that is very close to Sarah's heart. Like it or not, Sarah and Kevin are thrown back together to straighten out some areas of their lives that have been neglected far too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will do my best to post a copy of the back cover soon of Redeeming Sarah's Present. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2200556249140272576?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2200556249140272576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2200556249140272576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2200556249140272576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2200556249140272576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/03/redeeming-sarahs-present.html' title='Redeeming Sarah&apos;s Present'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5895389878210518657</id><published>2011-03-21T16:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:15:18.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone for Cookies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve0cltmf0ig/TYe-z0Dp7KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KjX8Xu8BsRM/s1600/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve0cltmf0ig/TYe-z0Dp7KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KjX8Xu8BsRM/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586643660132969634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent out my spring newsletter and then discovered I had made a mistake. If anyone tried the cookie recipe and followed the ingredient list, your cookies might be a little too sweet. Near the end of the ingredients, it calls for 1/2 tsp. of sugar. Instead of sugar, you might want to use baking soda. The cookies will be a lot better if you do. I'm truly sorry about that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm playing at adding photos and still not learning much. This one's too big, too, but one of these days I'll get so good, I'll  have little pictures as well as big ones. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, If you try those cookies, don't forget to use baking soda. Happy eating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5895389878210518657?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5895389878210518657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5895389878210518657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5895389878210518657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5895389878210518657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/03/anyone-for-cookies.html' title='Anyone for Cookies?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve0cltmf0ig/TYe-z0Dp7KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KjX8Xu8BsRM/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6503080272069787288</id><published>2011-03-12T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:16:27.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Route 66'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>My first photo to my blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkLgDopEBW8/TXw0tqsxmkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/92tqzvgUl4o/s1600/hp_929_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkLgDopEBW8/TXw0tqsxmkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/92tqzvgUl4o/s320/hp_929_cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583395597193419330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the photo of my book is larger than I'd like here, it's proof that I can add pictures now. Wow! I feel so smart. LOL! If you'll go back many posts ago, you'll see that I said one day I'd figure this technical thing out. And I did, sort of. I mean the photo may be larger than my post, but at least it's there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facing Tessa's Past is the first book in a series of three. Tessa, Sarah, and Amanda are friends from Illinois. After high school, they went their separate ways, but they always stayed in touch with each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I already posted a blurb about Tessa's life, and my goal here was not to give this book a plug but to see if I could add a picture. Crazy, I know. Especially since I'm still not to the bottom of the book. I guess my next lesson will be on resizing before posting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6503080272069787288?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6503080272069787288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6503080272069787288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6503080272069787288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6503080272069787288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-first-photo-to-my-blog.html' title='My first photo to my blog!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkLgDopEBW8/TXw0tqsxmkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/92tqzvgUl4o/s72-c/hp_929_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5226416510707512199</id><published>2011-03-07T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:19:51.314-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsletter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Spring 2011 Newsletter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I am working on a newsletter for this spring and to celebrate my next book. Redeeming Sarah's Present will be released within the next week or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah lives in Chicago not far from the beginning of Route 66. And believe me, she has a story to tell. Like far too many teenage girls, she thought love was all that mattered, so she lost something very precious. When she became pregnant, her boyfriend, Kevin, ran scared. I would blame him for not standing with her, but he had pressure she didn't even know about. So Sarah gave their baby up for adoption and hated Kevin ever after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost ever after. Their baby is now 18 years old and she has an appointment to meet him. She's so excited, he's all she can think about. The only thing is, she has no idea Kevin will be there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go on and tell the rest of the story, but I'd rather you read it for yourself. I will say there are a few fireworks when Sarah and Kevin run into each other - and afterward. Grab a copy and find out how everything is resolved and for now, I'll go back to work on that newsletter. If you want a copy, just comment and I'll send you one. I won't publish your email address, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5226416510707512199?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5226416510707512199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5226416510707512199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5226416510707512199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5226416510707512199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-2011-newsletter.html' title='Spring 2011 Newsletter'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7885271193790369475</id><published>2010-12-10T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:21:39.688-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Christmas traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Christmas is almost upon us. I've been storing away candy-making supplies for Christmas week. We always have a flurry of activity in the kitchen several days before the 25th and we'll probably do the same this year. When my children were small, they helped me. Well, sort of helped. LOL! Our favorites include peanut butter balls and potato candy. I have a friend who bakes cookies for Christmas. What do you do? Do you have a tradition that's been carried down through the years, maybe even the generations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you do for the holidays, may God grant you a safe, happy time to remember and celebrate the greatest gift ever. The gift of God's own Son to redeem our souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7885271193790369475?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7885271193790369475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7885271193790369475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7885271193790369475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7885271193790369475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas traditions'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-9018434938322762865</id><published>2010-10-21T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:16:47.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother-in-law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute'/><title type='text'>Tribute to My Mother-in-law!</title><content type='html'>Margie was born in 1920, the oldest child of six, two boys and four girls. She dropped out of her first year of high school to help care for her younger siblings. At the age of twenty, she married and soon had two sons. Their youngest son became my husband, and I'm grateful for Margie's influence for good in his life. She raised him to be responsible and loyal to right while shunning wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margie spent time with her boys while they were young. She babysat to help with the family income, while she spent her time in her home where her sons could always find her when they came home from school or play. She served as a Cub Scout Den Mother for several years and showed interest in and encouragement to her children by giving their handmade gifts, no matter how humble, a place of honor in her collections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margie was a teenager during the 1930's, and I've always been amazed at her ingenuity in using common items to make something useful. Items that most of us today would throw away. She lived well on little income. She was a quiet woman who lived her faith and trust in God. On October 7, 2010, Margie went home to be with her Lord after several months of almost constant pain. She was ninety years old and had lived a good, useful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-9018434938322762865?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/9018434938322762865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=9018434938322762865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9018434938322762865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9018434938322762865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/10/tribute-to-my-mother-in-law.html' title='Tribute to My Mother-in-law!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3115892026429918481</id><published>2010-10-04T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:21:41.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsletter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Would you like to receive my newsletter?</title><content type='html'>I've decided to try my hand at putting out a newsletter when I have something to say and right now, with 3 books coming out soon, I have at least 3 newsletters in mind. LOL! If you'd be interested in receiving my occasional newsletters via email attachment, please leave an email address with your name in the comments with this blog. Who knows, maybe I'll be better getting newsletters out than I have been in blogging here lately. I will try to give you an update on my latest series of books, however, so maybe I can get back into blogging now that I'm not writing nonstop. Or maybe I'll just start on another series. Wouldn't that be nice? LOL! By the way, I won't publish your email address. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, Mildred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3115892026429918481?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3115892026429918481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3115892026429918481&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3115892026429918481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3115892026429918481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/10/would-you-like-to-receive-my-newsletter.html' title='Would you like to receive my newsletter?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4552927797583627523</id><published>2010-08-03T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:40:50.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apples'/><title type='text'>Real Apples?</title><content type='html'>The other day my son came in and asked for some apples to take to his friends in the city so they could bake a pie. He said they had never eaten real apples before. Okay, I decided to bite. I asked what a real apple is compared to a fake one? He said that's what his city friends called apples you pick straight from a tree. They had never eaten a "real" apple before. That means they've only had the pretty fake ones that don't hide worms in the core, right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sent them a bag of apples and they baked their pie. If it was half as good as the two we baked, I know they'll like "real" apples from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4552927797583627523?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4552927797583627523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4552927797583627523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4552927797583627523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4552927797583627523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/08/real-apples.html' title='Real Apples?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2163513615417885984</id><published>2010-06-18T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:10:07.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second chances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facing Tessa&apos;s Past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile, and I'm sorry about that. I've been busy getting a new book ready for the publisher. My daughter came up with a short teaser that might interest any readers who stop by. My new book, &lt;i&gt;Facing Tessa's Past&lt;/i&gt;, will come out in early November. It is the first of a series of three that deal with second chances. I'm really excited about this series set on and near Historic Route 66 from Chicago to Los Angeles. Here's the teaser.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Mom! Are we there yet?" Tessa Stevens couldn't believe  she was hearing this again from the back seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Almost," was all she said as she took the exit ramp to  their hotel. She knew the boys were excited about their first real vacation. It  had been years since she allowed herself to let her hair down and enjoy herself.  But she was ready now, or so she thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blake Donovan waited at their first stop. Tessa hadn't  seen him since he'd run out on her eleven years ago, only eight months before  her youngest son was born. As her past became a threat, she found herself  defending her new life in Christ and desperately trying to deflect attention  from her son to no avail, because Blake moved back home and opened a restaurant  just a few blocks from her house. How could she shield her sons and her own  heart against this man from her past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2163513615417885984?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2163513615417885984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2163513615417885984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2163513615417885984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2163513615417885984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-its-been-awhile-and-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6749826947489603542</id><published>2010-04-24T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T16:19:07.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anonymous Bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>The Anonymous Bride by Vickie McDonough</title><content type='html'>Author Vickie McDonough, via Barbour Publishing, sent me her newest book for review. The Anonymous Bride is book one in the Texas Boardinghouse Brides series. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My copy of this book arrived during a busy weekend, but I had to take a peek, and then I kept reading a little more. I finished the book before the weekend ended in spite of all I had to do. The characters were real, even little Jack. The plot took a few unexpected turns, but mostly the writing seemed to pull me into the story. I became totally engrossed in page after page of this intriguing, humorous, and emotional story of second chance love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I closed the back cover, I let my mother-in-law read the book, which she also couldn't put down, and now we both are waiting impatiently for the sequel, Second Chance Brides. Thanks, Vickie, for the copy to review. I believe I'll hang on to this one and look for more Vickie McDonough books to read. I highly recommend this book to other readers. In fact, that's what I've been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6749826947489603542?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6749826947489603542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6749826947489603542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6749826947489603542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6749826947489603542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/04/anonymous-bride-by-vickie-mcdonough.html' title='The Anonymous Bride by Vickie McDonough'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2348711286744215575</id><published>2010-03-26T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:25:57.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Snow is gone!</title><content type='html'>Within a few days our foot of snow disappeared. While I love watching snow fall, I'm not too crazy about getting out in it. Maybe I just like the pure, clean blanket that covers all the mess of our yard and our world. Too bad it's only covered for a while. Still it's nice while the snow flies to cuddle up inside by the fire, wrapped in a warm blanket with a good story to read. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, with the outside temps rising into the 50s, I'm trying to de-clutter my house. Okay, it's an on-going job, but I still try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2348711286744215575?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2348711286744215575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2348711286744215575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2348711286744215575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2348711286744215575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-snow-is-gone.html' title='Our Snow is gone!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6587339268818087501</id><published>2010-03-21T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:15:23.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>First Day of Spring!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm! If I'm not mistaken, today's the first day of spring. At any rate, I have been enjoying our wonderful spring weather yesterday and today. It really isn't very cold, but what's so typical about this time of year for our area is the unpredictable weather. We can be basking in the sunshine of seventy degree temps or shivering in the icy blasts of wet, freezing winds. This year, we are wading through a foot of snow that is quickly melting. In fact, I'm wondering if we would have had a record breaking two feet of snow if so much of it hadn't melted as fast at it hit. Ah well, for now I'll just content myself with staying inside and admiring this last reminder of a snowy winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6587339268818087501?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6587339268818087501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6587339268818087501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6587339268818087501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6587339268818087501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-spring.html' title='First Day of Spring!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1757917591874375627</id><published>2010-02-14T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:25:12.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you all had a nice one with those you love. I did!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1757917591874375627?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1757917591874375627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1757917591874375627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1757917591874375627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1757917591874375627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html' title='Today&apos;s Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6037936468172886304</id><published>2010-02-03T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:00:03.151-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>My granddaughters decided since we didn't have snow before Christmas, they would make paper snowflakes and hang them in the windows. The snowflakes are still in the windows, and I'm impressed with how pretty they are, since the girls who made them are only 7 &amp;amp; 9. Even more impressive was the nice snow we had for Christmas. We teased the girls that their snowflakes brought the snow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That snow went away and the girls were visiting again one night, so they made more snowflakes. I knew the forecast called for snow, so I cautioned them that they shouldn't make snowflakes if they didn't want snow. They were thrilled when it snowed again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their mom told them, "Stop making snowflakes. We've had enough snow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The seven-year-old told her, "Mom, our snowflakes aren't what made it snow. It's just that when we make them, God listens to us, and He sends the snow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that means her prayer was for snow. Would we have more positive answers to our prayers if we had the faith of a child?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6037936468172886304?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6037936468172886304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6037936468172886304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6037936468172886304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6037936468172886304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7479207611760940917</id><published>2010-02-01T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:24:46.760-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartsong Presents'/><title type='text'>There's a New Book out I think You'll Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Glassblower by Laurie Alice Eakes is the story of a pampered young lady in early 1800’s New Jersey. She was away at school when her mother died, and she is determine to begin a local school so no other girl in her community will have to suffer the same separation from her mother as she did. Her school will also allow underprivileged children to attend school when they might otherwise not have that opportunity. All of this is admirable, but is her plan in God’s will?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While trying to rescue a wayward kitten, Meg Jordan is rescued by Colin Grassick, who turns out to be a master glassblower from Scotland and her father’s new employee. They are attracted to each other, but Meg is not allowed to associate with any working man. In fact, her father has promised her to their neighbor, the wealthy land-owner Joseph Pyle. But Joseph leaves Meg unsettled and cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then growing vandalism occurs at her school until Colin uncovers the culprit, and his job, as well as his safety at the glassworks, is threatened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed reading this book very much. I especially enjoyed the scene when Meg realizes her own shortcomings. She begins to question her good works. Does she want to help others because that is God’s will for her, or is this just something she wants to do? She learns to put her wants second to God’s will, which is what we all should do. Colin, too, grows spiritually as he is forced to look into his own heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I highly recommend The Glassblower by Laurie Alice Eakes. I don’t think you will regret reading it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7479207611760940917?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7479207611760940917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7479207611760940917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7479207611760940917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7479207611760940917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2010/02/heres-new-book-out-i-think-you.html' title='There&apos;s a New Book out I think You&apos;ll Like'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-9081789180692508463</id><published>2009-12-23T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:57:24.536-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouncing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>"I Not Tell You No."</title><content type='html'>Another little story from my three-year-old granddaughter just has to be told!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gets in trouble for telling her daddy no when the answer should be yes. Sound familiar? That happened about an hour before she came into the bedroom where I was. She climbed on the bed and began to bounce. I told her beds were not made for bouncing and Daddy stuck his head in the door. She kept bouncing and falling back on the bed. Great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her daddy told her to stop and she said, "Un uh." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His voice grew stern when he told her to get off the bed.  Again she said, "Un uh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said, "Didn't we just have a discussion about telling me no?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She fell back against the bed, and grinning up at him said, "I not tell you no, Daddy. I tell you un uh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-9081789180692508463?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/9081789180692508463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=9081789180692508463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9081789180692508463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/9081789180692508463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-not-tell-you-no.html' title='&quot;I Not Tell You No.&quot;'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6583232452138443253</id><published>2009-12-21T17:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:30:58.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWJD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temptation'/><title type='text'>"I Need Cookies!"</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, my son was trying to convince his three-year-old daughter that she needed to eat her dinner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He leaned forward until his face was within inches of hers, got eye-contact, and slowly and distinctly said, "You need dinner."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She pushed her face a couple of inches closer to his and said in the same tone of voice, "I need cookies!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to wondering at what age we learn that we need dinner a lot more than we need cookies? Or do we ever learn that truth? I'm afraid I'm still learning. If I see something I want, and I'm not talking about food necessarily, how often do I go ahead and grab before I stop and decide if it's good for me? Isn't this sort of like WWJD? What would Jesus do? Would He take cookies when dinner is what he really needs? He refused bread when He was hungry because overcoming temptation was so much more important. He took the road to Calvary when He could have called a legend of angels to rescue Him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My granddaughter doesn't know she gave me a lesson when she demanded cookies, but now I hope to stop before I grab for the cookies in life and think about the dinner I need. Cookies can be anything that keeps us from receiving the nourishment God would provide for us - mentally, physically, and spiritually. Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6583232452138443253?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6583232452138443253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6583232452138443253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6583232452138443253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6583232452138443253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-days-ago-my-son-was-trying-to.html' title='&quot;I Need Cookies!&quot;'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1952668847058223122</id><published>2009-12-20T18:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:28:43.262-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACFW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Looking for a good book?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's something that may interest you. Yep, I've got one book listed and hope to have more there soon.  Some of the best Christian fiction can be found at this site. At least take a look at FictionFinder.com.  Here's the info from ACFW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FictionFinder.&lt;wbr&gt;com: Finding Christian fiction the easy way&lt;br /&gt;ACFW  launches new free online resource to search for titles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PALM BAY, Fla. —  With over 500,000 books published each year, it is harder than ever to find a  new book that’s just right. A simple Amazon search in the Christian literature  and fiction category yields more than 17,000 results. Consumers wading through  the exhaustive, seemingly endless list of choices now have a more manageable  resource to help them purchase their next book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American  Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), the nation’s leading Christian fiction  writers’ organization, is launching FictionFinder.&lt;wbr&gt;com, a new free resource  for retailers, readers, media and other Christian fiction fans to search for  authors and books. The search engine allows users to sort by author, title,  genre, topic, publication date,  and target audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia  Ruchti, president of American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), believes this  trusted, easy-to-use resource is a significant development in the search for  Christian fiction authors and new titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”The idea rose from a  roundtable discussion between the ACFW leadership team and Christian booksellers  looking for a better way to connect their customers with great Christian  fiction,” says Ruchti. “ACFW responded by rolling up our sleeves and creating a  comprehensive database to serve readers, booksellers, publishers, authors, book  club coordinators, librarians and others on the hunt for information and  inspiration.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site also allows readers to learn about the  nature of the content of each book. Each title is rated for action, conflict,  humor, mystery, romance, spirituality and suspense, in addition to more  sensitive issues like language, sensuality and violence. Users can also post  reviews to the site and learn more about soon-to-be-released titles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The database is the first of its kind and is not limited to  books written by ACFW members. The organization is also working with publishers  to ensure Christian novels by other authors are incorporated as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACFW’s presence as the voice of Christian fiction and its  industry prowess has long been recognized, and its authors are a mainstay on  bestseller lists. FictionFinder.&lt;wbr&gt;com is the organization’s latest effort to  make finding the best in Christian fiction as easy as possible for fans around  the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick facts about fictionfinder.&lt;wbr&gt;com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Book information pages include facts about the publisher, main themes, setting  and the author’s other titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A special “similar books” section offers  other titles the user may be interested in reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Users can create an  account with their preferences, making it easier to find new  favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nearly 2,000 members and 19 chapters in 14  states nationwide, ACFW seeks to promote Christian Fiction through developing  the skills of its authors, educating them in the market, and serving as an  advocate in the industry. Founded in 2000 under the banner of American Christian  Romance writers, in 2004 the organization was renamed American Christian Fiction  Writers (ACFW) to reflect its dedication to Christian fiction writers of all  genres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACFW is headquartered in Palm Bay, Florida. Their  advisory and operating boards work to give writers the tools they need to  develop their craft, grow ACFW’s extensive publishing knowledge and secure  relationships with industry professionals. To learn more about ACFW and their  authors, please visit www.acfw.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1952668847058223122?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1952668847058223122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1952668847058223122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1952668847058223122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1952668847058223122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-for-good-book.html' title='Looking for a good book?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4616561809536466824</id><published>2009-11-19T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:58:37.764-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Everything has a catch!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how even the simplest things become complicated when you don't pay attention to what you are doing?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to make a quilt from various scraps, so I could grab up just any piece without thought to color, etc. To make this even simpler, I chose a pattern that has only 7 pieces to the block. Now that's easy and fast. And it is, really, except when I started sewing the blocks together, I realized they all need to go the same direction or.., um.., my quilt won't look so good. See, there is a catch to even the simplest quilt pattern. I still have to pay attention to what I'm doing. There's the right way and probably a dozen wrong ways. When I'm finished, I'll be glad if I chose the right way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the same with my writing, with my work in church, my relationship with another person - old or young, even in cleaning my house. Really, I do a little of that once in a while! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anything I do, I need to take a little time and thought so I can do a little more and have a better quilt, a better, more readable book, or I can be a better friend. Above all, I want to take time to commune with God, to study His word, and listen to His directions for my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, pay attention to the catches in life. You'll be surprised how much better things turn out.  How about you? Have you noticed this in your life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4616561809536466824?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4616561809536466824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4616561809536466824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4616561809536466824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4616561809536466824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/11/everything-has-catch.html' title='Everything has a catch!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5449626049331731659</id><published>2009-10-03T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:44:50.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Quilt tradition</title><content type='html'>I've been cutting pieces for new quilts lately. In fact I have at least a dozen cut out and ready to sew into quilt tops. The other day while I worked, I remembered something I had read about young girls in the past. Unfortunately, I don't remember where I read this, so I can't give credit, but the idea is that many girls began making quilts at a young age. Many at only 6-7 years started with the simple 9-patch or something equally as easy. With each quilt top, their skills would improve until they began making the more complicated patterns. But, when a girl began courting, she made tops for her hope chest, so that by the time her wedding approached, she had at least 13 quilts ready to quilt. Then all her friends and neighbors would gather for a quilting bee. They worked steady, taking turns to give short rest periods, and soon had all 13 quilts finished. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see that this would be possible with enough women working, but they'd all have to be better with a needle than I am. Still, wouldn't that be a truly wonderful keepsake for the bride? To see and maybe recognize all the many different stitches taken in each quilt by someone who cared enough to share her time and talent for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5449626049331731659?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5449626049331731659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5449626049331731659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5449626049331731659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5449626049331731659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/10/quilt-tradition.html' title='Quilt tradition'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3167373692294206030</id><published>2009-09-20T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:46:38.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our church celebrated 125 years of ministry with a special service/celebration today. I was especially interested in the history of the church as I read about the circuit riding preacher who traveled from one place to another ministering where he was needed. God supplied many needs and answered many prayers over the years through the ministry of not only the preachers, but also the congregation as they put their faith to work. The best is that God still works in our lives if we allow Him to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3167373692294206030?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3167373692294206030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3167373692294206030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3167373692294206030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3167373692294206030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-church-celebrated-125-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1619029052823996016</id><published>2009-09-17T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:48:01.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Here it is September and I'm finding a bit of time to blog. I signed with an agent, that I like quite well so far. I'm working on a possible submission for her to send around. Now if I can just get this story worked out in my mind so that everything fits. It's more complicated than what I'm used to writing, so it's also a learning experience for me. A good learning experience, I hope. Time will tell if I ever get enough written so I can send it to her with at least a little confidence.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1619029052823996016?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1619029052823996016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1619029052823996016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1619029052823996016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1619029052823996016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-5216846756528228654</id><published>2009-08-07T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:00:26.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M. J. Conner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Hearts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just noticed that Amazon.com has copies of Prairie Hearts by M. J. Conner for sale. At least it looks that way since they say it is in stock. Prairie Hearts should come out in bookstores around the country on September 1, 2009, but maybe it's available on-line ahead of time. How neat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-5216846756528228654?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/5216846756528228654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=5216846756528228654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5216846756528228654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/5216846756528228654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-i-just-noticed-that-amazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-1065961709726014583</id><published>2009-08-02T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:03:55.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prairie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old West'/><title type='text'>Prairie Hearts releases September 1, 2009</title><content type='html'>I just received my copy of &lt;i&gt;P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;rairie Hearts&lt;/i&gt; and it looks great! I flipped through and read a little here and there. Trust me, I've read this book all the way through, and I may not read it again anytime soon. Once you've read something ten dozen times, a little space helps. But, for anyone who hasn't met Carrie and John (is that really his name? And, why does he want to kill her father?) the story is fresh and exciting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's Mariah and Sherm who have to find a way past Carrie's objections to their courtship. How could Carrie's father possibly marry this woman? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Joanna, who is Mariah's best friend, has her own problems. She's so bored by her life that she asks for more than she really wants. And gets it. Along with Clay, a cowboy she can't possibly fall in love with. But she loves him already. Now if only they could let God work things out for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you like romance from the old West, I hope you'll pick up a copy in September at the nearest bookstore and see if these stories don't catch your attention. I think they will. By the way, this one is by M. J. Conner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-1065961709726014583?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/1065961709726014583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=1065961709726014583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1065961709726014583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/1065961709726014583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-received-my-copy-of-p-rairie.html' title='Prairie Hearts releases September 1, 2009'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7114951604860362733</id><published>2009-07-09T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:42:42.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! I just checked my new book - Prairie Hearts - out on Amazon.com and noticed that the first chapter is available for anyone to read. So, if you'd like to see what's inside, there's your chance. Prairie Hearts is a collection of three complete books about some very adventurous ladies and the strong men in their lives in the old west in Kansas. Hope you take a look. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7114951604860362733?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7114951604860362733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7114951604860362733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7114951604860362733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7114951604860362733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-i-just-checked-my-new-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-8710596981315950938</id><published>2009-07-08T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:25:50.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I discovered something interesting in doing some research. Charcoal (you know, the little black chunks left from a wood fire) was once used to draw infection from a wound. I told my husband and he mentioned that a salve we have used with the name carbo in it - carbo from carbon, which I guess is a form of charcoal - is great for drawing infection, too. That info sure worked great in my story. Not the salve, but the charcoal powder. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many medical discoveries were made by common people, using what they had available. When you read about folk remedies, it's amazing that they even tried some of the herbs they found. It's more amazing that they knew how to use them. I'm afraid I'd be totally lost if someone relied on me to help them with herbs. For instance, I know willow bark is good for pain and fever, but even if I recognized the willow tree and knew what part of the bark to use - which I don't - I wouldn't know if I should boil it, dry it, or grind it. Or maybe all three?     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-8710596981315950938?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/8710596981315950938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=8710596981315950938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8710596981315950938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/8710596981315950938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-discovered-something-interesting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2215614702970062254</id><published>2009-06-30T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:46:49.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer skills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, my daughter jumped me last night because I haven't been keeping up with my blog. You know, the worse thing about that is - she's right. Don't you just hate it when your kids are right and you are wrong? Sigh! This must be part of growing older, because it certainly never happened when she was a teenager. Back then, I was right every time. Just ask her. Yeah, sure. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, maybe I'd do better with this blog if I could figure out how to get a picture to appear on the page. I tried, honestly, and nothing worked. Maybe Miss Know-it-All will read this and take pity on her mother. I'm sure she knows how to click and drag and scroll and whatever else it takes better than I do. Oh, and that comment is not tongue-in-cheek. Next to me, she's a computer whiz. But then, isn't everyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2215614702970062254?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2215614702970062254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2215614702970062254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2215614702970062254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2215614702970062254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-my-daughter-jumped-me-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-7170160044319802130</id><published>2009-06-06T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:02:42.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marshal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deputy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheriff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawmen'/><title type='text'>Was he a marshal or a sheriff?</title><content type='html'>OK, I think I'm finally getting it figured out. I may be the only person who is confused by who's a sheriff and who's a marshal, but no more. I hope. Back in the 1800's a lawman who kept order in a town was called the town or city marshal. Isn't that like our present-day chief of police? But the guy who patrolled the county was called a county sheriff. I read of one such sheriff in Wyoming in the 1860's whose county covered almost 17,000 square miles from border to border. Reckon his horse got tired? Maybe he had a lot of deputy sheriffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the U. S. marshal and the deputy U. S. marshal. Right now those are the lawmen I'm interested in learning about. Guess I'd better get back to reading and see what I can find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-7170160044319802130?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/7170160044319802130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=7170160044319802130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7170160044319802130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/7170160044319802130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/06/was-he-marshal-or-sheriff.html' title='Was he a marshal or a sheriff?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-3878725245528790651</id><published>2009-05-22T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:05:45.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fudge Factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Am I relying on the Fudge Factor too much?</title><content type='html'>If you sew quilts, or anything else for that matter, you know what the fudge factor is. If not, here’s my take on it. I piece quilt blocks on my sewing machine and that includes squares sewn to triangles. Sometimes I join outside corners to inside corners that require twisting and manipulating to get everything to fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I was doing the other day, only my triangles wanted to stretch past the squares and those corners didn’t fit at all. So, I eased the triangles and stretched the squares – in so many words, I fudged to get my seams to go together as smooth as possible. Well, the block is usable, but while I worked, a thought kept nudging. Do I rely on the fudge factor too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just in my sewing, but in my life. When I’m rushed for time, I sometimes look at my Bible reading as an impossible task, so I fudge and read a quick devotional or a short chapter in Psalms. Do I fudge in my prayer life? We are to pray without ceasing, but do the sentence prayers of praise and supplication throughout the day satisfy my need for the earnest, effectual prayer of the righteous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what of other areas of my life? Hitting the high spots of cleaning and leaving the corners for another day is fudging. Substituting an ingredient in a recipe is fudging that might make food better – or not. With my cooking, it’s usually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my writing? Can I fudge on the rules of good writing and get away with it? Probably not. It takes an expert to do that, and I’ll still be learning when my pen runs out of ink. So, sometimes the Fudge Factor is a good and necessary thing. Sometimes it’s just carelessness or laziness. I have to decide. Will fudging work or shall I rely on Christ Jesus to help me do the best work I can? Philippians 4:13 says: I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-3878725245528790651?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/3878725245528790651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=3878725245528790651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3878725245528790651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/3878725245528790651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-relying-on-fudge-factor-too-much.html' title='Am I relying on the Fudge Factor too much?'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-4046171684924317620</id><published>2009-05-12T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:11:18.955-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hummingbirds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><title type='text'>Hummingbirds and Mother’s Day</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful Mother’s Day. Two of my children surprised me by slipping into church a bit late with their children. One had to drive from an hour away to get there. I shed a tear, which my oldest granddaughter saw. That sent her into panic mode and she broke out into uncontrollable crying. She has such a tender heart! I took her from the sanctuary to let her cry and to explain that my tear was an expression of joy, so all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calmed down, we went back to church and enjoyed a great message on God’s unconditional love and setting an example before our children. After church, my two sweet children treated us to dinner and, although they couldn’t top the church visit, they also gave me gifts. One was a jar of roasted peanuts, which they know I love. The other was hummingbird feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning I’m enjoying the antics of a couple of brave, little hummingbirds that seem to like my gift as much as I do. We hung the feeders outside a bay window near our back door. This gives us a three-sided view of the backyard and the feeders. I’ve also discovered that it gives one very brave little hummingbird three windows to hover against. I’d love to know what he’s thinking. Is he just curious about this human he can see sitting at the table typing? Does he have a complaint with the feeder or the sugar mixture? Or has he decided that what’s on the other side of the glass must be better? Whatever it is, I sure hope he never makes it inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother’s Day a bit late!&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-4046171684924317620?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/4046171684924317620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=4046171684924317620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4046171684924317620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/4046171684924317620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hummingbirds-and-mothers-day.html' title='Hummingbirds and Mother’s Day'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-961194878118875377</id><published>2009-05-01T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:44:47.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geneology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ancestors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geneology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has been putting our old, family pictures on CD along with a little info about each person, like name and birthdate. Some barely have that much information, others have a short story of the person’s life. We feel very blessed to have pictures of our great-grandparents. In fact, our great-grandmother is holding her first child in one picture, which tells us she was only seventeen at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a 16-year-old girl marrying a 32-year-old doctor, with a nine-year-old son, during the Civil War and turning her two-story home into a hospital with Union soldiers on the ground floor? Wounded Confederates were carried up the back stairs so the opposing sides never knew the other was there. I have to admire my great-grandmother for that. She must have been a very brave young girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think her story would make the great basis for a historical romance novel. Surely there would be more conflict there than one book could hold. She stuck with it, though, and gave birth to twelve children. We, as authors, often do terrible things to our heroines. Maybe we should take lessons from the true lives of our ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-961194878118875377?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/961194878118875377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=961194878118875377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/961194878118875377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/961194878118875377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/05/geneology-my-sister-has-been-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-2905893256316530787</id><published>2009-03-26T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:12:24.618-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>I Love Encouraging Mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I received a packet of letters from my readers today and sat right down and read through them all. I love to read comments from women who know what they like to read and don't mind telling. Thankfully, every one of these letters and comments were encouraging. Some even said that &lt;em&gt;Deborah&lt;/em&gt; was the best book they had ever read. Wow! I like that. Many commented that the characters were real and one lady said she could hear the heartbeat. Oh my! Isn't that a wonderful, descriptive comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We get so busy that we sometimes forget to tell others how much we appreciate them. We forget how important a word of thanks can be. Or how much someone may need a pat on the back or just the words, "Hey, you are doing a great job."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I write to sweep my readers off to another time and place - in so many words, to entertain. But I also write to lift up the name of Jesus Christ - to encourage my readers to trust in Him and His ever present help. How wonderful it is to receive a word occasionally that someone has been touched by my stories. Often an encouraging word comes at a time when I need it most, when I'm discouraged and ready to give up. God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;These ladies who take time from their busy schedules to write to authors are an inspiration. I believe I'll try to follow their example and find someone to encourage. Maybe this world would be a better place if we all did that. Thanks, ladies. I appreciate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-2905893256316530787?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/2905893256316530787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=2905893256316530787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2905893256316530787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/2905893256316530787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-encouraging-mail.html' title='I Love Encouraging Mail!'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461328281345352189.post-6546657007778331218</id><published>2009-03-24T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:12:52.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;If you've read one of my books, plan to, or simply love Chirstian romance like I do, please stick around.  I'm not sure how I'll do here.  This blogging thing is new to me.  But I'll try to keep up with every few days or at least one post a week.  I hope you'll remember to check back from time to time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd like to keep you updated as I have more books released and talk with you about other common interests - such as making quilts, my other interest.  Do you do crafts? Knit? Crochet? Quilt? Plastic Canvas?  I've tried them all, plus more.  I'll also be talking about what I'm writing.  In fact, have you seen Missouri Brides on the shelf of your favorite bookstore? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;On the day it released, my son found four copies at the Wal-Mart where he works.  He got excited to see Mom's book on display and took a picture with his phone to send me.  I asked him about a week later if he'd noticed if any Missouri Brides had sold.  He shrugged and said, "Oh, they all sold."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;"All?"  Okay, so maybe four copies of a book selling in less than a week isn't a big deal.  But it is to me.  I was THRILLED! Too bad they didn't order more books to start with.  Think how many they might have sold! LoL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TTYL,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mildred Colvin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7461328281345352189-6546657007778331218?l=mildredcolvin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/feeds/6546657007778331218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7461328281345352189&amp;postID=6546657007778331218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6546657007778331218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7461328281345352189/posts/default/6546657007778331218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mildredcolvin.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Mildred Colvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03641910720679049449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DU4KnArYq20/Te5wufC9KPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8XHEBaLId4k/s220/Mildred%2BColvin.
