As the title suggests I have a request. IF you've read any of my novels, I would really appreciate you leaving a one-word comment that encompasses your opinion of the book (or books) you've read. You would be doing a personal favor for me, and if…

       "Behold, I am coming soon! Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy in this book."      I, John, am the one who heard and saw these things. And when I had heard and seen them, I fell down to worship at the feet of the angel who had…

    Talking novels of course. And you can't go novel shopping without also doing some author shopping. So let me facilitate your author and related genre shopping to help you with your Christmas book buying. First of all, the very popular genre of Cozy Mysteries is wonderfully handled by these two terrific writers who…

    As a Christian, I'm thankful beyond my ability to express for all that God has done in my life. May your Thanksgiving be filled with the beauty, grace, and mercy of Jesus Christ.  Enjoy your meal(s), love your family and friends, celebrate your traditions, remember the history, and don't forget to be thankful…

      Many readers enjoy Christmas novels/novellas. Much like they enjoy Christmas movies and Hallmark Christmas Specials. I do not.  I have included Christmas celebrations in two of my novels, but each one is just a part of the timing in the storyline not the main feature.  For someone whose favorite holiday is Christmas,…

    A nice little love song with some good saxophone. Hope you like it.    Father, thank you for those you've given to create and play music. May each one know who has given them their gifts. Please bless them with that knowledge. In the Name of Jesus, Amen. 

      Do you have favorite opening lines from novels you've read? They're either so bold, so unusual, or so touching that they stick in your mind. After several years, you pick up that book again just to read the opening line word for word. Opening lines matter, but, in all honesty, they aren't…

       Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit,…

                From Chapter 2 of my novel . . . in a love song Chapter 2 Early June in this small eastern Washington town and the evening was still a bit warm. He inhaled the fresh night air, enjoying the hint of sage smell. Hands in his pressed…

            "Those were the days, my friend. We thought they'd never end . . ." Once upon a time a very long time ago . . .    Father, thank you for always watching over me and rescuing me when I finally emptied myself of me. Thank you is never…