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BLOGWORDS – Monday 19 November 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – DIANN MILLS

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – DIANN MILLS

 

rem note: November is brought to you by the number FORTY—because my firstborn turns forty this month.

40 Writing Tips for the Extraordinary Writer

Writers today search for tips to help them move forward in the craft. The following are 40 ways to sharpen your writing tools.

 

  1. Pray for your writing ministry
  2. Read in the genre you are writing
  3. Read a craft how-to book each month
  4. Read a marketing book each month
  5. Study the bestsellers like a text book
  6. Study daily a blog about the craft
  7. Study daily a blog about branding, social media, marketing and promotion
  8. Establish a daily writing schedule and stick to it
  9. Establish goals for every area of your writing career and analyze quarterly
  10. Analyze your career quarterly and make changes if necessary
  11. Participate in a writer’s group, either online or face to face
  12. Invest in a professional writer’s conference
  13. Invest in time and knowledge to raise your visibility in the publishing world
  14. Invest in text to voice software
  15. Invest in techniques to learn effective speaking
  16. Learn your genre and be an expert
  17. Learn Facebook and post regularly
  18. Learn Twitter and post regularly
  19. Learn how to blog effectively and do it
  20. Learn how to Instagram and post regularly
  21. Use your knowledge and expertise on social media to help and encourage others.
  22. Use the 80/20 rule in posting on social media.
  23. Use a scheduling tool for social media posts
  24. Use an app to check grammar on all writing projects
  25. Mentor a serious writer who needs assistance
  26. Edit everything you write before pushing Send.
  27. Follow social media experts online
  28. Follow writers online and post to them
  29. Follow editors and publishing houses online
  30. Develop a data base for libraries
  31. Develop your brand
  32. Schedule events not book signings
  33. Visit bookstores and introduce yourself to manager or PR person.
  34. Request permission to take photos with store owners and librarians. Post and tag on social media
  35. Create a spreadsheet for blog posts
  36. Create a social media library for all platforms
  37. Create a street team.
  38. Give back more to your street team than you expect from them
  39. Remember your agent and editor(s) on special occasions
  40. Remember your marketing and promotion team on special occasions

 

There you are! 40 tips to help you move forward in your writing career. What tip can you give that’s not mentioned above?

 

 

DiAnn Mills is a bestselling author who believes her readers should expect an adventure. She combines unforgettable characters with unpredictable plots to create action-packed, suspense-filled novels. DiAnn believes every breath of life is someone’s story, so why not capture those moments and create a thrilling adventure?

 

Her titles have appeared on the CBA and ECPA bestseller lists; won two Christy Awards; and been finalists for the RITA, Daphne Du Maurier, Inspirational Readers’ Choice, and Carol award contests. Firewall, the first book in her Houston: FBI series, was listed by Library Journal as one of the best Christian Fiction books of 2014.

DiAnn is a founding board member of the American Christian Fiction Writers, a member of Advanced Writers and Speakers Association, Mystery Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, and International Thriller Writers. She is co-director of The Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference and The Mountainside Marketing Conference with social media specialist Edie Melson where she continues her passion of helping other writers be successful. She speaks to various groups and teaches writing workshops around the country.

DiAnn has been termed a coffee snob and roasts her own coffee beans. She’s an avid reader, loves to cook, and believes her grandchildren are the smartest kids in the universe. She and her husband live in sunny Houston, Texas.

DiAnn is very active online and would love to connect with readers on: Facebook, Twitter, or any of the social media platforms listed at diannmills.com

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – 12 November 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – TERESA TYSINGER

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – TERESA TYSINGER

rem note: November is brought to you by the number FORTY—because my firstborn turns forty this month.

Four Life Lessons You’ll Likely Learn by Forty

 

I had every intention of finding an original angle for Robin’s series highlighting the number 40. But here’s the thing, friends: in January I turn 38. Forty is tip-toeing behind me like Snidely Whiplash, the creepy mustache-twirling villain from the old Rocky and Bullwinkle Show. (Yes, before my time, but the best iconic villain that sprang to mind.) Do you see age as a threat? I actually don’t – not at all!

Instead of quickening my pace and trying to lose 40 around the next corner, I’m actually gearing up to throw 40 an epic welcome home party. For those of you giving your screen an I-don’t-buy-it side eye, let me explain. As I approach 40, some things are becoming crystal clear. I guess you could say, I’m finally learning some life lessons my younger self wasn’t capable of understanding.

 

Here are four lessons you’ll likely learn (and celebrate learning) by the time you turn 40:

  1. You’ll never have all the answers. In my 20s I got married, earned an advanced degree, and my husband and I bought a home. We were crushing this life thing! Fast forward a few years and my 30s included selling a home during the biggest recession in my lifetime, realizing my student loans could follow me to my grave, and raising a baby. (There’s nothing like having a child to make you realize how little you know.) Now at 38, I’ve not only accepted the fact that I don’t have all the answers, but I’ve embraced the not-knowing. It’s not our calling to know everything. There is real freedom in acknowledging the answers aren’t always ours to have.
  2. The little things are really the big things. I used to be slightly obsessed with creating picture-perfect birthday parties, Instagram-worthy holiday meals, and other grand gestures to fill our life scrapbooks. And while all of those things are wonderful, as 40 approaches I’m realizing that it’s the moments without any kind of spotlight that stand out to me the most: lying next to my 10 year-old singing the same lullaby I sang to her in her nursery, unwrapping Christmas ornaments and remembering the story behind each one, holding my husband’s hand during worship at church. It’s the day-in-day-out moments that really make a lifetime of memories.
  3. It really does take a village. I’m still learning this life lesson, but it’s really coming into focus as 40 draws near. You’ve heard the phrase, “It takes a village to raise a child.” Let’s edit that to read, “It takes a village to live life.” Better. God created me to be an introverted, INFJ, Enneagram 4 (Google those personality types if you’re not sure about them). Despite my natural loner tendencies, I have been blessed beyond belief the times that I invite someone in to be a part of my village. For me, my villagers have included other moms, pastors, my daughter’s teachers, neighbors, and co-workers. When we share both the good and bad, high and low with others, I believe we live into the true Earthly experience God intends for us. It’s better than trying to prove we can go it alone.
  4. Kindness is your greatest asset/tool/weapon and believing so doesn’t make you naive. Y’all, this world is a harsh and unyielding environment. We encounter so much uncertainty, shady characters, and reasons to surrender. Yet in my almost 40 years on this planet, I’ve never felt more empowered than when I chose to be kind. Genuine kindness diffuses hate, prejudice, disappointment, hopelessness, loneliness, and despair. When drawn like a sword, I dare say kindness could avoid war and eventually alleviate rampant poverty. Someone once told me that this belief was naivety on my part. I may not have all the answers, choose to revel in the little things, and surrender to my own limitations and need to accept help. I am also 100% convinced that understanding my superpower is kindness and can be used as a renewable energy to fight all sorts of evil this side of heaven makes me more confident than in my teens, 20s, and 30s.

 

With each month I inch closer to 40, I pray that these lessons burn deeper into my heart. I pray that for you, too, no matter your age. We’re being refined, you and I, sometimes by fire and sometimes by gentle rolling waves. Whether the refining force is chaotic or gentle, I welcome the lessons that mold me into God’s image a little more every day.

Here’s to 40!

 

 

 

Teresa Tysinger is a wife and mother transplanted from North Carolina now living in Nashville. When not working as a communications/graphic design professional, she writes charming southern romances inspired by grace. Her debut novel, Someplace Familiar is available here. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers, Religious Communicators’ Council, and the Association for Women in Communications. Teresa loves Jesus, coffee, caramel, and stories with happy endings!

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Website: https://teresatysinger.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/teresatysingerauthor/
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Twitter: https://twitter.com/tmtysinger

 

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – MONDAY 5 November 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – HEATHER GILBERT

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – HEATHER GILBERT

rem note: November is brought to you by the number FORTY—because my firstborn turns forty this month.

 

On Hitting Forty…and Beyond

 

When Robin asked if I could share a blogpost on the number forty, of course my thoughts slid to my age. Let’s just say that when I hit forty, I immediately felt it. I hadn’t realized how much I’d enjoyed my thirties until my final day of that delicious decade slid right by me!

The truth is, when I was growing up, I looked forward to getting older. I wanted all that experience and wisdom…because I knew I’d be a better writer for it. My husband always joked that I was crazy for wanting to be old.

But then age started sneaking up on me. A few lines around the eyes, more than a few white hairs, and plenty of other signs I wasn’t a spring chicken anymore. When my forties hit, they hit like a heavy-laden freight train. I wished I could run the other way!

And then, when I was 42, God had a little surprise plan for me. At that point, my three teenage children (who were stair-stepped in grades—so a senior, junior, and sophomore at the time) were becoming quite independent. My husband and I had more time for dates and we were enjoying our new freedom. But God opened our eyes and showed us that we needed to step in and foster a little girl.

That little girl was two and a half years old.

This year, I turned 44, and praise the Lord, this February, that little girl became our daughter. There are forty years separating her age and my own. Some days I feel like the oldest mom on the planet (I know I’m not). But then she calls me “Momma” and puts her little hand on my face and says, “I love you” and I know I’m capable of being there for her the same way I was for my other children, so many years ago.

Turns out, my forties will be memorable in ways I never saw coming—ways I’ll always be grateful for.

But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to stop coloring my hair just yet!

 

 

HEATHER DAY GILBERT, an ECPA Christy award finalist and Grace award winner, writes contemporary mysteries and Viking historicals. Her novels feature small towns, family relationships, and women who aren’t afraid to protect those they love. Publisher’s Weekly gave Heather’s Viking historical Forest Child a starred review, saying it is “an engaging story depicting timeless human struggles with faith, love, loyalty, and leadership.” Find out more at heatherdaygilbert.com.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – Thursday 1 November 2018 – rem GUEST POST @ JENNIFER SLATTERY LIVES OUT LOUD – WHAT’S IN YOUR HEART

BLOGWORDS – rem GUEST POST @ JENNIFER SLATTERY – WHAT’S IN YOUR HEART

 

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What’s in Your Heart

 

“What’s wrong with me?”

 

I asked God that question more than twenty years ago. I had no sense of purpose or identity.

 

“Sit down.” I could imagine Him answering me. “This is going to take a while.”

 

And it did. An emotionally excruciating and physically exhausting three years of counseling. I “happened” to choose that spring to work in the yard. And as I dug up rocks to make way for daisies, I felt like the same thing was happening in my soul; God was digging and uprooting years and layers of lies that had burrowed deep in my heart.

Years, a lifetime really, of hearing “You could have done better,” had translated into nothing I did was good enough. The most staggering statement was, “You’re nothing but a failure.” Even though I knew better intellectually, it didn’t even faze me; it was the summation of what I had accepted all my life.

 

I grew up believing the Bible was absolute Truth. The Bible says I should have an abundant life. But my life didn’t fit that at all. I suffered depression, worked at jobs that didn’t satisfy me. Believing lies will do that. And no matter how hard I fought to be “better,” I never was.

 

I was a single mom and I worked to provide for my children. I did what I had to do. The problem was fighting to measure up to someone else’s standard for me, and not Father God’s design.

In a particular counseling session, my pastor held his hands out, cupped as though he held a grapefruit in each. One hand, he said, was Bible Truth. In the other were the lies I had believed. He put one hand on top of the other; the lies say this. Then he switched hands. But the Bible says. He repeated this a few times, and it registered in my broken mind. That was twenty-three years ago.

 

Long before I asked that fateful question, Father God had been laying groundwork to bring me to that point of recognizing the disparity between my life and His plan. And I’ve watched in the years since then as He unfolds one mercy after another—so that I like myself now, and I can say without vanity that I’m a pretty cool gal! And fun to be around!

Which brings me to my writing. Stories have always been in my head. But I was pushed in other directions, pressure to be something I’m not—someone else’s ideal of success. The stories were there; I just didn’t know I was meant to write them. But as I was struggling through the anguish of counseling I began writing—almost as a Divine form of therapy.

And for all I’ve put my hands to over the years—the temp assignments, jobs that were just awful, so many I’ve lost count—nothing has “fit” like my writing. Once I got swept up in that first storyline, I knew. This was, and is, and has always been, that desire of my heart. The words. They speak to me.  They reach into me. Whether fiction or His Word.

 

What’s in my heart? Stories that speak to the sense of identity. Stories that help others know who they are, and to embrace and live in that knowledge. Stories that reach into the heart of others, who—like I was—don’t know and aren’t living the life God intended.

 

Take a look inside your heart. What secret dreams are hidden there? How can you begin the journey to live in the fullness of Father God’s plan and purpose for you?

 

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“Maybe you have to know the darkness to truly appreciate the light.” —Madeline L’Engle

 

 

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – 29 October 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – BETHANY JETT

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – BETHANY JETT

 

When Life is a Struggle, Look for This.

 

God always comes through in hard times. We all have story after story about how something bad happened and then God.

Then. God.

What a wonderful phrase I heard once in a Beth Moore Bible study.

I love “then God” moments, Rely on them, actually.

But recently I had a “God, then…” moment and I realized that sometimes He cushions our hearts before a fall. And merciful Father that He is, still picks us up and holds us through it.

Like when your husband deploys.

Deployment is like mixing up all your worst nightmares, tossing in some anxiety and sadness, and spreading the remaining energy and time so thin it will seemingly crack under the slightest pressure.

However, when God made military wives, He instilled them with the spidey-superpowers of resiliency, passion, and determination. Spiderwebs are magnificent creations. “A spider’s web is silky, beautiful and fragile, but it’s stronger than steel on a pound-for-pound basis. The strands soften or stiffen, depending on the situation. Paradoxically, when a strand breaks, the web becomes stronger, not weaker. The beauty is in the design.”[i]

That’s the beauty of our design.

It’s God’s strength that defeats the enemy’s attacks on every level. Like when the car breaks down, the paycheck arrival date changes without notice, or your checking account gets hacked and since it’s your husband’s card, the bank wants to talk to him, except he’s six million miles away with no internet service and you both forgot to fill out power of attorney paperwork.

You know. Things like that.

Or maybe your health takes a nosedive, or someone gets sick, the house floods, nothing works, everything breaks, and you think you’re about to lose your mind.

Then God.

But sometimes, “God, then…”

One afternoon my kids and I were running late to get to the gym. Being behind schedule drives me crazy and yet even when I plan for the inevitable, something still comes up and we’re fifteen-minutes behind instead of fifteen-minutes early.

This particular day, we’re about thirty-minutes behind. We arrive, I sign the kids into the childcare area, and before heading to the treadmill, I went to the locker room. I sat on one of the benches, inhaled the chlorine-filled air, and enjoyed this beautiful few minutes where I could hide momentarily from life.

Instinctively, I checked my phone for any messages from my husband.

Zilch.

Then I heard a familiar song, the notes swirled around me like Elsa on her frozen castle top and the lyrics washed over me like golden caresses straight to my heart.

Justin used to sing “When I See You Smile” by Bad English to me when we’d peruse the grocery store aisles and would belt it in the car when it came up on his iPod playlist. While it was not my first choice for our first dance as husband and wife, it became the only choice, and this beautiful wonderful song that I typically only hear when I watch our wedding video on our anniversary played through the speakers.

And I wept.

And I thanked God for His gentleness and His goodness. If I hadn’t been thirty-minutes behind schedule, I wouldn’t have been in the locker room when the song played. Or maybe God timed the song to play when I got there. Either way, I felt His fingerprints all over the situation and I silently praised Him with my tears.

The wave of sadness left me. I wiped my eyes, got on the treadmill, and started my workout.

Fifteen-minutes later, I receive a suspicious activity bank alert. Over $500 has left our account using my husband’s card number. Justin can’t be reached and I wait for the rush of overwhelming anxiety to hit.

But it doesn’t.

I was prepared.

God came through. I was able to work with the bank and the security team was incredible and supportive. We got our money back with very little hassle, because then God. But this time the incident was bookmarked with a “God, then…”

He knew when I went into that locker room for a quick respite that the hackers were already in our account.

He knew the bank alert was coming.

He knew my day was about to be turned upside-down for a few hours.

And He knew my heart was already raw and lonely and overwhelmed, so He cushioned the upcoming frustration with the one song that reminded me of how in love I am with my husband. Yet in a much stronger sense, it was the one song that reminded me of how much God loves me.

And God loves you.

Let us never take the “God, then…” moments for granted because I know now that I’ve missed lots of them, mistaking them for nice things that happened or not recognizing their significance at all.

“The LORD is near the brokenhearted,” Psalms 34 says.

If your heart is hurting today, I pray that God reveals to you the big and small ways that He’s next to you, holding you, and providing you with spiderweb-like resilience so that when one small part of your world breaks, the rest of it becomes stronger. When life is a struggle, look for the “God, then…” moment and know that He’s got this and He’s got you.

 

 

Bethany is a military spouse, momma-of-boys, suspense-novel junkie who describes herself as “mid-maintenance” and loves cute shoes and all things girly. Download her free 30-day #LiveBrilliant Checklist here.

 

Connect with her at BethanyJett.com and across all major social media platforms:

Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn: @bethanyjett | Twitter: @betjett | Pinterest: @thebethanyjett

 

 

 

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[i] Jett, Bethany. The Cinderella Rule: A Young Woman’s Guide to Happily Ever After (Kindle Locations 1218-1220). Baker Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

 

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Bethany is giving away the perfect stocking stuffer: a signed copy of The Cinderella Rule: A Young Woman’s Guide to Happily Ever After which is “is a beautiful and compelling look at what it means to be a daughter of the King and bride of Christ” according to Nicole O’Dell, author and founder of CHOOSE NOW Ministries. Get your copy today.

To enter the giveaway, leave a comment for Bethany. Tell us a “Then God” moment you’ve experienced. Giveaway closes Sunday 4 November at midnight, EST.

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – Thursday 25 October 2018 – rem GUEST POST @ SERIOUSLY WRITE – WHEN YOU DON’T THINK YOU’RE GOOD ENOUGH

BLOGWORDS – rem GUEST POST @ SERIOUSLY WRITE – WHEN YOU DON’T THINK YOU’RE GOOD ENOUGH

 

Today I am the guest blogger at Seriously Write. Pop over and say hullo! 

https://seriouslywrite.blogspot.com/

 

Every writer, truly every artist, at some time or another, feels unworthy. That their work falls short of some standard. And perhaps, sometimes it does.

 

But I’ve learned something—perfection is a cruel and impossible taskmaster, excellence a kinder, more forgiving goal. We all have them, those days we can conquer anything. And we do. We tick off those items on our never-ending to-do list, and settle with a good cuppa to enjoy the fruit of our labors. Other days, though, our 112% barely grazes one or two of those bits. Bits that have become insurmountable.

 

I don’t know about you, but those days crush me. Or, they used to. And when I was striving for the elusive and impossible perfection, those days were EVERY day.

 

But two things happened. Or, rather, one thing precipitated the other—God’s grace relieved me of an impossible burden, and with that, the freedom to grow and excel in my writing. Still, those days creep in sometimes. And what are we to do when that happens?

 

I offer you what I used to tell my kids when somebody said something about them; ask yourself one question: “Is it true?” When those niggling doubts creep in—“Your writing is abominable.” “This story is stupid.” “That character just isn’t believable.” “No one wants to read this!—ask yourself if it’s true.”

Does no one really want to read this? Ah! This is the question, isn’t it? For me, this is the heart of why we write. Whether “just” for entertainment or with deep spiritual meaning, do we not write for others to read? I know I do. Of course I’d love to be a New York Times bestseller. Why wouldn’t I want my stories made into movies?

 

But even if that never happens, even if I never sold another book—HUSH MY MOUTH!—I know I have an Audience who will never disparage or belittle my writing. Coach me, yes. Encourage me, certainly. But never will He shred my efforts, no matter how weak.

 

I write, we all write, ultimately for an Audience of One. One who has instilled in us our love of and passion for, and dare I say, skill with words. And when He is pleased with our efforts, if not our finesse, then who are we to argue?

 

Do we stop striving to our best? Not at all. Does this mean we can be lazy and sloppy? Certainly not. We offer our very best to Him. And He is pleased with that.

 

I saw a quote the other day, attributed to Priscilla Shirer:

And that’s exactly it.

 

The next time you feel you don’t measure up—and there will be a next time—remember Who holds the measuring stick. And gauge yourself by His measure.

 

 

“Maybe you have to know the darkness to truly appreciate the light.” —Madeline L’Engle

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – 22 October 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – TONI SHILOH

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – TONI SHILOH

 

“Family not only need to consist of merely those whom we share blood, but also for those whom we’d give blood.”
― Charles Dickens

 

“Merry Christmas!” Deuce shouted with delight as he pounced on Quinton’s stomach.

Q gasped for air. “My stomach, Deuce!”

“Sorry, Daddy.” Deuce wiggled off of him and laid next to Q’s side. “Are you going to lay here all morning?”

“No.” Q shook his head. “I was just thinking.” He would be meeting Kendall’s mom for the first time and couldn’t shake the worry of making a good impression.

“Thinking about your presents?”

“No,” he chuckled. He stared down at his son, loving the innocence and joy that shone on his face.

“Thinking about Christmas dinner?”

“Kind of.” Because Kendall and her mom would be joining them.

“I like the presents more than the food.”

No kidding. “You mean you don’t want to eat any candied yams?”

Deuce looked up at him. “Is that the orange stuff with the marshmallows?”

“It is.”

“Okay. I like the food too.” Deuce patted his belly then peered up at him. “But you can’t play with it, just the toys.”

“How do you know you’re getting toys?”

Deuce rolled his eyes. “You always get me toys.” He frowned. “Right?”

“Sometimes I get you books.”

“Don’t do that this year.” Deuce shuddered. “Ms. Kendall probably bought me some.”

Q smiled against his son’s head. “She might have.” He loved how much the two got along.

“Do you think she’ll like our present?” Deuce squeezed Q’s arm in a hug.

“I think so.”

“Good, because we can’t keep a bookshelf. No room.” Deuce sat up, kneeling on the mattress. “I think we should go open presents.”

“Gran and Grandpa are probably still sleeping.”

“Nuh uh. Gran is cooking.”

Q sniffed the air. Huh. He could smell some type of bread baking. Guess she was up. “And Grandpa?”

“Reading the newspaper in his chair.”

“Then I’ll get up.”

“And we’ll open presents?” Deuce clasped his hands in a begging motion.

“Yes.”

“Finally!” Deuce ran out of Q’s room.

 

Excerpt from Deck the Shelves, part of Comfort and Joy box set, which releases tomorrow.

Kendall Jackson is the proud owner of Heartfalls’ bookstore, The Cozy Shelf. Her life is one straight out of the pages, except she’s missing that leading man. Although she has a crush on the handsome auto mechanic, Quinton Hendricks, Kendall wants an old-fashioned type of romance—the stuff swoon-worthy romance books are made of. But Quinton seems to need a little prodding.

Something about Kendall sparks hope in Quinton Hendricks that love could be his again. Only being abandoned by his ex-wife has made him cautious to the point of non-moving.

Can two people hesitant on second chances find love as they Deck the Shelves?

The third-annual Christmas Lights Collection is pleased to present: Comfort & Joy–five Christmas Novellas.  From contemporary romance to cozy mystery and suspense, this diverse collection celebrates the comforts and joys of Christmas.

Frost HeavesA missing child. A single mom. An Alaskan trooper. There’s more to fear this winter than just the cold.

Deck the ShelvesCan a bookstore owner looking for a swoon-worthy romance and a mechanic hesitant to trust his heart find love that will last?

The Christmas Glory QuiltScrap quilts, bridal gowns, an old Swedish homestead, and a family mystery. What more can you want in a Minnesota Christmas romance?

The Ghosts of New Cheltenham:  When the ghosts of Mitchell’s past converge on those he must conjure in the present, the results become ghastly.

 

 

 

Toni Shiloh is a wife, mom, and Christian fiction writer. Once she understood the powerful saving grace thanks to the love of Christ, she was moved to honor her Savior. She writes to bring Him glory and to learn more about His goodness.

She spends her days hanging out with her husband and their two boys. She is a member of the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) and the president of the ACFW Virginia Chapter.

You can find her at http://tonishiloh.wordpress.com.

 

 

 

 

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