“I promise.”


How many times do we spout those words, only to find its fulfillment too difficult. More difficult, perhaps, than we had thought. Perhaps, even, without regard to keeping our word. Procrastination, distraction, dare I say it, laziness—and the promise comes up empty.


Swing the pendulum 100 degrees to the opposite—and the fault is in not knowing when to say no. Taking on more than a body ought. And punishing our own selves in the pursuit of it. And by punishing, I mean losing sleep, missing out on family time or fun recreation. Skipping meals.


Neither is the picture of honor in commitment.


I have a tendency toward the latter, though I’ve come to realize the fault in it, and am learning to say no when I.just. can’t.




I posted in March on Father’s promises, which are always—always—YES and AMEN. If Father says a thing, He is faithful to do it. And that’s the final answer.




But us… Sometimes not so much.


What, exactly, is commitment?


Dictionary.com says, “the state or quality of being dedicated to a cause, activity, etc.”


And dedicated is, “devoted to a task or purpose; having single-minded loyalty or integrity.”


I could go on. Honor and integrity are in short supply anymore—and ironically in high demand. You see, I believe it all comes back to Jesus. Then again, everything comes back to Jesus.


I’ve seen the verse, “Then He said to them all, “If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me”” slung about to mean we all must suffer. I don’t believe that’s His meaning at all. That’s Luke 9:23 by the way.


I believe that in Him we have fullness of joy. In Him, we have peace, and vision that we don’t have without Him. It’s about relationship. If Jesus can say to His Father, not My will but Yours, knowing full well He would face death, and a brutal one at that, then surely we can trust Him with our lives. ps—Jesus was tortured and tormented, but in the end, He wins.


And so can we.


If it seems I’ve gone off topic I haven’t. (kinda looked that way to me, too) But when we’re in relationship with Him, we have knowledge and understanding and discernment to guide us in commitments we make—or shouldn’t make.


My downfall, if I had to pinpoint a single thing, is distraction. The same you-wouldn’t-believe-the-extent imagination that feeds my creativity kinda also distracts from a task at hand… (and this cursed sickness in my body runs interference) (a lot) but my determination is pretty powerful. Confession: there is a degree of my former self, telling me I have to or [fill in the blank] won’t love me, won’t approve, will criticize, will condemn…


Not Father. He approves me. Period.


And so I strive to honor Him in what I do. The very things He gives me to accomplish. For me, among other things, that is to write.




That’s one of my favorite posts, by the way. And yes, I realize I’m pointing back to a bunch of previous posts…


This whole rambling post does have a point, and that is my commitment to Father to write. (including this post, and me feeling meh today… )


I believe a commitment is our honor. To Him and to one another. And, perhaps more importantly, to ourselves. For if we don’t have our honor, what are we left with?



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Robin’s Nest is slowly coming back to life. Not unlike Robin’s brain…


Little by little, the blog is returning to full bloggy status. First Line Friday will return in September, and New Week New Face will be back once I get some new faces lined up…


For now, look for interviews beginning next week with Cyle Young!



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* still in recovery mode – two weeks of insomnia whammied me!!!


Several years ago I was walking around a small lake. It’s a favorite spot, and I take the walk whenever I visit there.

This particular time I had been listening to a certain praise and worship CD, and one of the songs was playing in my head.



As those words sang in my mind, my eyes looked up at the trees—and I wondered (as all good authors do) “How does a tree worship God.”


I had thought it an idle thought. Until He answered me.



So simple and yet so profound.


And as all good writers also do, my mind took it another step.



Of course I knew the answer, even then.



And with an algebraic turn, or perhaps putting the pieces in a puzzle, that meant that I worship Father by writing.


So today (Saturday) as I was sitting outside, basking in a miracle moment today, and praising Father for this long awaited thing, I glanced at the trees.


And I was reminded of what He told me those years ago—to worship Him, I be what He created me to be.

*note the use of “be” vs “do.”


So, and pardon the license with grammar, but I be writing. I be working—and I be worshiping Him—as I be writing.


And that brings me even greater joy.



What about you? What has Father created you to be? What do you do to worship Him?


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For fans of the hugely popular Downton Abbey series, comes this equally enthralling story of the Danforth family of Ashton Park.

Among the green hills and trees of Lancashire, only a few miles from the sea, lies the beautiful and ancient estate of Ashton Park.

The year is 1916.  The First World War has engulfed Europe and Sir William’s and Lady Elizabeth’s three sons are all in uniform—and their four daughters are involved in various pursuits of the heart and soul.

As the head of a strong Church of England family for generations, Sir William insists the Danforth estate hold morning devotions that include both family and staff. However, he is also an MP and away at Westminster in London whenever Parliament is sitting. During his long absences, Lady Elizabeth discreetly spends time in the company of the head cook of the manor, Mrs. Longstaff, who is her best friend and confidante. This friendship includes visits to a small Baptist church in Liverpool that exposes Lady Elizabeth to a less formal approach to Christian worship and preaching than she is used to and which she comes to enjoy.

Readers will follow Ashton Park’s charming upstairs/downstairs characters through the perils of war and the affairs of the heart with relish—and with an eye to the sequel coming in Fall 2013.

Book One in The Danforths of Lancashire series



Murray Andrew Pura was born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, and has traveled extensively throughout Canada, the United States, Europe, Asia, and the Middle East. Ordained as a Baptist minister in 1986, Pura has served five churches in Canada and headlined numerous speaking engagements in Canada and the United States. He has five books published, was a contributor to the Life With God Bible, has been a finalist for The Paraclete Fiction Award, The Dartmouth Book Award, and The John Spencer Hill Literary Award, and has been shortlisted for the prestigious 2010 Kobzar Literary Award of Canada.








Such a magnificent, sweeping tapestry! Seven siblings, each with their own intrigue. The Great War and its immediate aftermath. The Irish uprising, and tangents to riots in Jerusalem. A broad scope with a masterful telling of details that brings the reader right into the midst of the story.

Each of the cast of characters is as individual as a snowflake, with their own peculiarities and tastes and traits; this reviewer enjoyed meeting each one of them.

As in the magnificent tapestries that hang on castle walls, so, too, has Mr. Pura woven his colourful and variegated and seeming disparate threads into a compelling and passionate story. I look forward to spending more time with these characters in the next book.








I purchased this book on Amazon. I offer my review of my own free will, and the opinions expressed in my review are my own honest thoughts and reaction to this book.



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It was just a letter. Cryptic, yes absolutely. But Seattle software tycoon Micah Taylor can’t get it out of his mind—the claim that a home was built for him by a great uncle he never knew, on the Oregon coast. In Cannon Beach. The one place he loves. The one place he never wants to see again.

Micah heads to Cannon Beach to sell the house and keep his past buried, but the nine thousand square-foot home instantly feels like it’s part of him.

Then he meets Sarah Sabin at the local ice cream shop … maybe Cannon Beach can be the perfect weekend getaway.

But strange things start happening in the house. Things Micah can’t explain. Things he can barely believe. All the locals will say is the house is “spiritual.” Unsettling since Micah’s faith slipped away like the tide years ago.

And then he discovers the shocking truth: the home isn’t just spiritual, it’s a physical manifestation of his soul.



James L. Rubart is 28 years old, but lives trapped inside an older man’s body. He thinks he’s still young enough to water ski like a madman and dirt bike with his two grown sons, and loves to send readers on journeys they’ll remember months after they finish one of his stories.

He’s the best-selling, Christy Book of the Year, Carol, INSPY, and RT Book Reviews award winning author of nine novels as well as a professional speaker. During the day he runs his marketing company which helps businesses, authors, and publishers make more coin of the realm. He lives with his amazing wife on a small lake in eastern Washington. More at http://www.jameslrubart.com More at http://jameslrubart.com/ and on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JamesLRubart








Fantasy Island: Holy Ghost Edition.


A captivating spiritual journey of self-discovery and the search for truth. A vivid depiction of Holy Ghost encounters and visions. And a poignant story of what ifs.


Within each visitation, Micah Taylor is drawn more fully in Truth. And awareness of his choices becomes clear. And when the gauntlet is thrown, “Choose you this day whom you will serve,” Micah is convinced he can have both.


It was easy to read this story from an outsider perspective, urging Micah to choose the good thing. The right thing. But the deep and profound Truth of this story is we all are faced with The Choice: the narrow way or the wide path. And the shiny lure and ease of the wide path woos us so sweetly. It was easy to chastise Micah for teetering on the fence. Until we realize that we all teeter on the fence.


Rooms is a story that gives the reader pause to think, to consider. How many times has Holy Spirit sent visions and visitations that we didn’t recognize or stop to acknowledge? What if Micah Taylor was watching us when we received the cryptic letter? Would he chastise us for teetering on the fence? Or would he cheer us on as we make the choice for Truth?







I purchased this book on Amazon. I offer my review of my own free will, and the opinions expressed in my review are my own honest thoughts and reaction to this book.




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BLOGWORDS – 30 June 2018 – NEWSLETTER – a little birdie told me

30 June 2018

Edition VIII




Bird Call

HALLLOOO!!! Tell me who you are and where you’re at!


The Bird House Book Club

What I am / have been reading!

The Butterfly and the Violin by Kristy Cambron

Beneath the Surface by Lynn Blackburn

A Sparrow at Terezin by Kristy Cambron

A Change of Fortune by Jen Turano

Echoes by Kristen Heitzmann

The Captured Bride by Michelle Griep

Façade by Pepper Basham

Bayou Justice by Robin Caroll


What are you reading?


Friends of Authors Society

Who knows the best way to show your love for your favorite authors? (I’m one, right? Your favorite?) Besides the obvious of buying and reading my books, leaving a review on Amazon tickles their calculations and formulas and moves my books up in their ranks, which in turn means more peeps see my books, which means more peeps are likely to buy them.

There are other things you can do, as well. Suggest my books to your library or book club. Tell your friends, buy gift copies to give to your friends. Heck, tell ME how much you love ‘em!



Robin E. Mason, Author and Artist – Facebook Page

FIVE HUNDRED LIKES, ya’ll!!!  WOOOOO HOOOOO!!!! And a big thank you!!!



Robin’s Readers Flock

(still) New on Facebook—a group just for my readers!! Fifty members and growing! And we’re having fun!

I appreciate every one who has read or will read my books, and this group is for you!

“This group, as with my blog and website—and my writing—are all about community and family. It is a place to gather to chat and discuss my books, but also to become better acquainted and to encourage and pray for one another.”

If you’re interested, gimme a holla! I’d love to have you as part of my Flock!


Robin’s Nest, Stories by Design

Executive decision—the blog is on summer break, aka R&R, through August. Perhaps some mini-reviews, and I already have the fellas lined up for Manly Man July Interview Blitz in August, so there’s that at least…


Seasons, the Series


All four books are released and out in the world!!


The southern town of Saisons lies at the crossroads between North and South, progressive and genteel antebellum life. Between East and West, between history and heritage, and new frontiers. Downton Abbey meets Gone With the Wind.


It’s 1912, in a world where slavery is dying and women’s rights are rising, and four young women who once shared a bond—and experienced a tragedy—question their own truths.


The Long Shadows of Summer

The Tilting Leaves of Autumn

The Silent Song of Winter

The Whispering Winds of Spring


 Seasons is ONE | GIANT | STORY, told by four main characters, each with their own contribution and perspective to the story. One set of characters, one fictional setting, one timeframe to research (1912 – 1913.) Get your copies today:

Or email me for your signed print copies! $20 each


New Writing Genre…


Something I’ve noodled with for a while, and when neighbor kids started asking me for a story, well, I set my digital pen to the task. The Adventures of Charley the Horse is a mid-grade story.



Coming in 2019

FourSquare, the Series

Book 1, One for the Price of Two, in which twins Bethy and Mere are so identical their parents can’t even tell them apart. In a departure from the dark tone that creeps through my earlier stories, One for Two ventures into RomCom—quite the change-up for me!


The Steppe House

And in another effort I’ve not attempted, I will attempt to juggle two serieses. (is that a word?) The Steppe House. is a literary tribute to Frank Lloyd Wright. The house in the story—the Steppe House—is fashioned after Mr. Wright’s Falling Water House. Built into the side of a mountain, each of seven (I think) levels is home to a different family, each with their own story. It’s set in the 1940’s, a la Dame Agatha Christie, along the lines of Ten Little Indians (And Then There Were None,) and there is a character named Francis Llewellyn Wiggins; beyond that, I don’t know much about it at all. And in yet another new trick for this author, Agnes Renaldi, daughter of Mercedes Renaldi of The Long Shadows of Summer. In her forties and married now, to architect Alan Steppe, Aggie is a former opera star and childless.



A Christmas novella, The Key on the Christmas Tree.

* not the final cover

I started this story a while back as part of a series, The Key, and have a short story, The Key in the Mailbox, included in an anthology by my friend, Mary Blowers, Blood Moon, and can be found on Amazon.



All in the Family

HOLLA!! After 20+ years working restaurant business, my oldest son, Doug, has a new job in a new field! Hello nights and weekends OFF!!!

Son #2, Russell, is a biker. He has ridden in the Ride for a Cure for a couple of years, and will be riding again this summer. The link for anyone who would care to donate (or share) is:




My poor daughter, Maggie, has had a most horrific struggle with asthma complicated by allergies and, sadly, smoking; I have read / heard that is the single most difficult addiction to break! She’s had a few set-backs, but she is really making the effort to be smoke free!


The Knewbie Kneebie, Part 2

By the time you’re reading this, I’ll be recovering at home. One of my besties, K, will be staying with me for a few days and after she leaves I’ll have help coming in every day as well as home PT for the first few weeks.



Manifesto and Author Tag

The manifesto short version is,

“Stories for Christians to see or remember the ugly effects of the lies of the enemy, and for unbelievers to see the beauty of the Truth of the Word of God.”

And my author tag:

“the battle for identity, one story at a time.”


Chatcha’ll next time.

Got questions? Email me at robinemason212@gmail.com.

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The battle for identity…          

            … one story at a time.



Except that it’s not my birthday this time. Or maybe it’s the birthday present that keeps on giving.


‘Cause it will. Being able to walk NORMALLY for the first time in my life?? I’d call that a gift tantamount to a miracle. Nah, let’s just call it what it is—a MIRACLE.

By this time tomorrow I will be in hospital and in the operating room.

By noon, I’ll be in recovery or on my way to my own room. And by late afternoon, they’ll have me on my feet for the first try at taking a step!

Do you know how excited this makes me? How happy I am to finally be having this surgery???


All this to say that, combined with my recent year-long writing frenzy, the blog will be on actual break through August. Other than my July Man Blitz, which has been deferred to August this year, and reviews as I am able, my time will be devoted to rest and recovery—both the Knewbie Knee-bie and my brain!



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



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