Into the Fire
Passionate thoughts about the world of writing and the Power of God
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An excerpt from my novel Then . . . you available in print and ebook. Chapter 5 She finished getting ready and walked down the hall to the tantalizing aroma of bacon and biscuits which quickly reminded her that she hadn’t eaten since a light lunch yesterday at work. Does the man…
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This is our Independence Day, our fight for freedom and against tyranny. This One Nation under God until He says it isn't will definitely not give way. Fool us once, shame on us. Remember the price paid for the freedom and foundation of this country. Never give up. We are Americans! GOD BLESS AMERICA!…
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As an author, I might be an exception to some rule(s). I don't have a deadline. I prefer to self-edit as I go. I take breaks – and sometimes they're way too long. There's a reason for that in some cases and not one I can figure out in others. I break the writing rules…
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Because of them, we remain free. Don't let anything or anyone take the freedom of America away. One Nation under God until He says it isn't. GOD BLESS AMERICA! IN THE NAME OF JESUS! AMEN.
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Donovan Colt Torp, my firstborn son, thank you for who you are and for your love. May the Lord continue to shine His face upon you and remind you of His great love for you. In the Name of Jesus. Happy Birthday! I love…
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I don't know how other authors feel about the significance of types of vehicles, makes and models, but I come from the generation of muscle cars and "family" cars. Vehicles driven by our characters say something about them – whether or not what they drive is significant to who they are. Take Stone in my…
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And the God of all grace, who called you to His eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm, and steadfast. To Him be the power for ever and ever. Amen. 1 Peter 5:10-11 (NIV)
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This is Chapter 9 from my novel . . . in a love song. (Available for e-readers only.) Nine The blue blazed in front of them as she maneuvered the pickup through the parking area where other vehicles were scattered. She aimed for a particular path which veered away from the lake, rounded several large…
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This was from September of 2010. HARD I see through you. The sweet voice and gentle way. A trap you learned. Exercise in control. But I see through you. I used to mourn for…
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Question for Readers: What kind of interaction would you like to have with your favorite author(s)? Question for Authors: What kind of interaction would you like to have with your devoted readers? All things considered, time and life and, frankly, fame interfere with idyllic arrangements between authors and readers so, of course, these questions are…