Friday, April 21, 2017

First Line Fridays

I know it is not Christmas; however, I just ordered this book from Amazon, and I am so excited to read it.  This is one of those books you make a mental note to purchase after the holidays, since all of your extra cash is going toward buying gifts for your family and friends.  :)  I have not read any books by this author, but I love mysteries, and cozy mysteries are always fun to read.  As always, please be sure to check out the book lines from these other amazing bloggers too:    

Sydney from Singing Librarian
Rachel from Bookworm Mama
Andie from Radiant Light
Katie from Fiction Aficionado
Kathleen from Kathleen Denly
Lauraine from Lauraine's Notes 
 Click the links above to be taken to their posts and...
If you would like to join us, send Carrie a message and let her know!

​Grab the book nearest to you and leave a comment with the first line!

Today I am going to post a line from:

Better off Thread
by Amanda Lee

And the first line is...

"I locked the door to the Seven-Year-Stitch, my embroidery specialty shop, walked over to the sit-and-stitch square, and slumped onto the sofa facing away from the window.  My gray Irish wolfhound, Angus, flopped onto the floor beside me and heaved a sigh." 

Happy reading and Happy Friday!  

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Reclaimed - Spotlight Book Tour

Genre: Christian, Contemporary
Publisher: Rooted Publishing
Publication date: February 28, 2017
Number of pages: 346

Left wounded by a marriage cut short, Suzanna Wilton leaves city life to take up residency in a tiny Nebraska town. Her introduction to her neighbor Paul Rustin is a disaster. Assuming he’s as underhanded as the other local cowboys she’s already met, Suzanna greets him with sharp hostility.
Though Paul is offended by Suzanna’s unfriendliness, he can’t stop thinking about her, which unsettles his peaceful life. A hard-fought friendship slowly kindles something more, but just as Paul’s kindness begins to melt Suzanna’s frozen heart, a conflict regarding her land escalates in town. Even in the warmth of Paul’s love, resentment keeps a cold grip on her fragile heart.
Will Suzanna ever find peace?
***2014 Olympia Winner***​


Jennifer Rodewald is passionate about the Word of God and the powerful vehicle of story. The draw to fiction has tugged hard on her heart since childhood, and when she began pursuing writing she set on stories that reveal the grace of God.

Jen lives and writes in a lovely speck of a town where she watches with amazement while her children grow up way too fast, gardens, and marvels at God’s mighty hand in everyday life. Four kids and her own personal superman make her home in southwestern Nebraska delightfully chaotic.
She would love to hear from you! Please visit her at or on Facebook at or email her at
1. What tips and tricks do you have for potential writers/authors?
Enjoy the creative process. Really. Never lose that love for story, because it won’t be fun anymore. And if you do, take a step back. Leave room in your head for white space. I know, everyone says treat yourself like a professional. Set a schedule. Squeeze out words even when you don’t feel it. And I don’t disagree with that, necessarily… but story is a gift. It’s supposed to be enjoyed, like flowers on a spring morning, a sunset on a warm summer day, or snow on a gentle winter evening. If you don’t savor it, then you’ve missed something.

2. What does your writing process look like?
Ha. I thought I had that nailed down. Turns out, I don’t. Every story is different. Every journey is a new lesson, and God is fresh every time. So my process? Maybe we can boil it down to walking with God, listening to whatever He has to share with me during that season.

3. Where do you like to write?  Do you have an office? Do you write on the go as you play taxi for your kids?
I have an office. Sometimes I write there. 😉 Sometimes in my living room. Sometimes in my car (I have four kids. A lot of life happens in the car). The only place I’ve really struggled to write is in a public setting. Someone is always there to chat with! 😊

4. If you were to travel for research, where would you go and what WIP would it be for?
Hmmm…. Not sure on that one.

5. What is your current WIP?  What can you tell us about it?
I’m working on book three of The Uncloaked, a dystopian trilogy that will release this year (book one comes out this month)! It’s a little dark. A little scary. A lot of thought provoking (I hope). And the goal: to challenge how we live out what we believe, woven into a gripping story of two teenaged kids caught in a changing and challenging world. I’m terrified/excited to release this series, because it’s very different for me as far a story, but The Uncloaked came to me so vividly that I was compelled to tell the story.

6. What do you want readers to take away from reading Reclaimed?
Wounded hearts desperately need compassion. And Jesus. Especially Jesus. And Jesus loves to pour out His immeasurable compassion on wounded hearts. ❤

Suzanna felt shock contort her face. Paul Rustin? The neighbor who had been kind to her even when she’d been horrible to him? She studied him, unable to picture him as anything other than the gentleman he’d shown himself to be.
Warmth shaded his complexion crimson. “See, not a very good story, right?”
“Why did I do those things?”
She pressed her lips together, wondering why she pushed him but nodded anyway.
“I don’t really know, Suz. I was just angry, and I’m not even sure why. I didn’t want to live here, I didn’t want to be nothin’, and I couldn’t see anything beyond myself. I didn’t have a real reason.”
“What happened?”

Paul’s eyes softened, and a smile crept over his features again. “I didn’t graduate from Rock Creek—I went to Boys Town in March of my senior year. My grandpa came to Omaha to visit me in April with a proposal. If I studied and got my GED, I could come out and live with them. I would have to work like a ranch hand, but they’d keep me on until I figured out what I wanted to do with my life.
“It wasn’t the out I was looking for. I didn’t want to come back to Rock Creek. I thought, man, give me some money and let me go find a life. But Boys Town wasn’t exactly Park Place, and it didn’t look like I’d be passing GO anytime soon, so I agreed.
“I must have thought it would be like visiting my grandparents when I was a kid. You know, farm breakfast at nine every morning, Grandma always ready with a cookie, and I’d collect eggs or do some trivial chore as a token of work.”
Paul chuckled and rubbed his neck. “Nope. My grandpa meant some w-o-r-k. I stayed in the bunkhouse, which was nothing more than a tin can trailer. If I wanted breakfast, I had to get up at six to eat with them because Grandma had things to do. They paid me what they would have paid a hand, and out of my earnings came the cost of rent, electricity, and food. When I slacked off that winter, my bunkhouse got awful cold because Grandpa didn’t pay me enough to cover both heat and food.”
Suzanna’s eyebrows rose. “Seriously? Your grandpa put you out in the cold?”
He laughed. “Tough love, Suz. I found out later they’d set a threshold on the thermostat of around fifty degrees so the pipes wouldn’t freeze, so it wasn’t as bad as I thought. But it felt awful cold. I hated it. And then… I didn’t.”
He stopped, and Suzanna puckered her eyebrows. His attention wandered toward his place south of hers, and she wondered if the scenes unfolded in his mind as he recounted them.
“It came time for calving, and Grandpa said it was my responsibility.” He rubbed a hand against his jeans, and the apples of his cheeks lifted. That look said it all—he loved his work. “I was so tired, but I knew he’d hold me responsible if something went sour. I wound up with a couple of bucket calves, and somewhere in between the late nights and early mornings while checking heifers and feeding orphans, I found myself. I found who God had made me to be, where I needed and wanted to be. It was right here the whole time.”
Bronco shifted under her, and Suzanna slipped a hand around the saddle horn. Fierce rebellion melted away while Paul fed a few cows?
“As simple as that?”
Paul’s gaze fell on her, his relaxed countenance contradicting his story. He looked toward the spring, then the trees, and finally to the hill rising before them.
“Not simple.” He returned his attention to her. “That’s the short version, but it wasn’t simple. I wrestled everyone, including God, for things I thought I wanted. There was a whole lot of humbling that had to happen before I made peace with life. Pride made me useless; selfishness made me difficult.”
His explanation created more questions than it offered answers. Suzanna longed for answers. His story, his life, looked nothing like hers, sounded nothing like hers, but he had peace.
Peace eluded her. She hadn’t found it in church, not the lasting kind. She hadn’t secured it in sacrifice. It wasn’t in love. Love had made her ache all over again.
Where had Paul found this peace?
“Shall we take the hill, Pickle?” Paul gathered his reins and nodded toward the rise.
The mare perked her head, and Bronco followed. Opportunity slipped away, like the waters that rose from the depths of the earth and tumbled down the creek. Suzanna swallowed, pushing a smile across her lips. At her nod, Paul took the lead.
Peace remained hidden with the secret of Rock Creek.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Check Out My New Post!

Check out my new post on the Daily Megaphone to learn more about life and the power of prayer.  I hope that you and your family have a very Happy Easter (Matthew 28:6).  God bless.

Hope in the Midst of Sorrow 
by Heather Snyder 



Friday, April 14, 2017

First Line Fridays

This week I wanted to highlight the first book in a trilogy series, Rachelle Rea Cobb's book The Sound of Diamonds, which is the first book in the Steadfast Love series.  I am excited to read each of these books--this first book has been collecting dust in my Kindle waiting to be read.  :)  At the end of the month, I will be talking about the third book, The Sound of Emeralds, for Rachelle's Birthday Blog Tour.  So do not forget to check that out!  As always, please be sure to check out the book lines from these other amazing bloggers too:    

Sydney from Singing Librarian
Rachel from Bookworm Mama
Andie from Radiant Light
Katie from Fiction Aficionado
Kathleen from Kathleen Denly
Lauraine from Lauraine's Notes 
 Click the links above to be taken to their posts and...
If you would like to join us, send Carrie a message and let her know!

​Grab the book nearest to you and leave a comment with the first line!

Today I am going to post a line from:

 The Sound of Diamonds 
by Rachelle Rea Cobb 

And the first line is...

Leiden, the Low Countries, the Netherlands 
23 august 1566

"A crash shook the nun's cell I had called my own since seeking refuge in my mother's homeland.  My gaze snapped to the door."  

Happy reading and Happy Friday!  

Thursday, April 13, 2017

A Stolen Heart - My Review

Amanda Cabot’s book A Stolen Heart is the first book in the Cimarron Creek Trilogy.  After reading this text, I am excited to learn about the next two books Cabot will write for this series.  This particular story is set in Texas during the late 1800’s, and focuses on Lydia Crawford’s journey from New York to Texas.  At first, her traveling purposes are to reconnect with her fiancé, but soon the reader will discover that her life is anything but settled.  Lydia believes her life will fall into balance after her marriage, yet surprises await her in this southern town of Texas. 

Lydia believes her betrothed loves her; however, her hopes get dashed and are replaced with unanswerable questions as soon as she steps off the stagecoach.  The future she had counted on beings to unravel as she starts to figure out what to do next.  She never dreamed she would be walking the streets of this town alone.  On top of her bad news, she realizes Southerners still do not care for Northerners—even though the Civil War ended over a decade ago.  There are many in this town who would like to see her go back to where she came from—especially considering another Yankee has already recently come to reside in Cimarron Creek. 

Travis Whitfield is the newly appointed sheriff in town.  So far, there have been only small troubles in town, yet things begin to come to a crashing halt when a man goes missing.  Already, it is presumed he is dead, but Travis must figure out where this man could have gone and why.  Was he kidnapped?  Did he abandon his wife and child?  Things become even more confusing after he meets a woman named Lydia.  Her manner of speech is foreign to this state, but what is worse is who she is seeking.  How can Travis do his duty in caring for the town and this new guest while also declaring that he cannot keep up with all the new crime that has come to town? 

There are so many twists and surprises within the pages of this story—more than I ever considered, which made for a better read.  Although some of the turns are heartbreaking, they make the story stronger and the characters more relatable.  This book is more than your typical Christian fiction book, because it contains an element of mystery to it.  Even though the plot of fiction prevails, I would still categorize it completely different.  After the characters reveal this part of the story to the reader, the entire text comes alive with several sub-plots.  Both Lydia and Travis find themselves in places they never dreamed, and both are put to the test.  Can they withstand what life throws at them?  And can Lydia embrace a new life?  Soon all these characters will understand that man plans his ways but the Lord directs his steps (Proverbs 16:9). 

I highly recommend this new novel by Amanda Cabot.  In fact, I plan on checking out her other books.  Happy reading!    

This review is my honest opinion. Thanks to Revell Publishers for my copy. 

About The Book 

*From afar, Cimarron Creek seems like an idyllic town tucked in the Texas Hill Country. But when former schoolteacher Lydia Crawford steps onto its dusty streets in 1880, she finds a town with a deep-seated resentment of Northerners--like her. Lydia won't let that get her down, though. All will be well when she's reunited with her fiancé. But when she discovers he has disappeared--and that he left behind a pregnant wife--Lydia is at a loss about what to do next. The handsome sheriff urges her to trust him, but can she trust anyone in this town where secrets are as prevalent as bluebonnets in spring?

Bestselling author Amanda Cabot invites readers back into Texas's storied past to experience love and adventure against a backdrop of tension and mystery in this first book in a brand-new series.

 *Synopsis is from the back cover of the novel. 

About The Author 

Amanda Cabot is the bestselling author of At Bluebonnet Lake, In Firefly Valley, and On Lone Star Trail, as well as the Texas Dreams series, the Westward Winds series, and Christmas Roses. Her books have been finalists for the ACFW Carol Awards and the Booksellers' Best. She lives in Wyoming. Learn more at:

Friday, April 7, 2017

Dreams in Deadwood - Spotlight Book Tour


Series: Seven Brides of South Dakota
Genre: Christian, Historical, Romance
Publisher: Indie
Publication date: February 28, 2017
Number of pages: 298

Jennie Arnsby wants nothing more than to turn around and go home. Her family is on their way to Deadwood, SD, when Aiden finds his way to their small wagon train. His teasing and banter leaves her wanting to toss him out the back and in the dust. When, they are separated outside the city, she is left wondering if she’ll ever see him again.
Aiden Bradly wants to find his gold and return home, nothing more. He can’t afford to get tangled with a woman. He’s doing just that until he meets the feisty Jenny. She gets him thinking about his past and forgiveness, but what’s more important, his past or his new future?
Will Aiden be able to redeem both his past and his future and find a greater treasure than he ever imagined?
​​Dreams in Deadwood is book one of the Seven Brides of South Dakota series by Kari Trumbo. A romantic, Wild West romp in pioneer South Dakota. 

Kari Trumbo is an inspirational romance au-thor, blogger and proud home schooling mother to four great kids. She interacts often on reader groups on Facebook and volunteers at the local library when needed. When she isn’t writing, she is obsessively reading and expanding her skills as a wordsmith. Kari lives in her great-grandfather’s remodeled 1890-built home in central Minnesota with her husband, children, cats, and one hungry wood stove.

1. What or whom inspired you to become an author?
This may sound strange, but it was watching storm chasing shows on television. I’d wanted to write for some time, but a story involving a tornado and its aftermath was the one that invaded my dreams every night for almost two years before I couldn’t stand it and wrote the story. Writing the story freed me from the dreams, but now I write all the time, I can’t keep myself from it.

2. Who are some of your favorite authors?  Do these authors inspire your own writing?
Karen Witemeyer and Sarah Sundin are two of my absolute favorites, but I have a LONG list that I consider inspirational. I’m always open to finding new authors whose prose leave me wanting more. Sometimes a sentence is built so well that you must stop and read it again, soak it in. Let it touch your soul.

3. What does a typical writing day look like for you?
I get up and start my day, help the kids with school (I home school) and check in on Facebook and email. I try to be very accessible. After school, the kids do chores or play and I get busy with focused writing time.

4. What do you want readers to take away from reading Dreams in Deadwood?

Dreams in Deadwood is about the prodigal relationship we have not only with Christ, but with ourselves. We run away from what we know to get and learn bigger and better things, but those things aren’t always what’s best for us. Sometimes, you need to go home and be whole.

She gingerly tip-toed over the rough concrete block floor, careful to check each stall. Her heart pumped in her ears as she waited for him to jump out and scare her, that would be just his way. She’d almost reached the end when a few blades of straw rained softly down on her head. She peered up as Aiden sat on a beam above her. His thickly muscled arms held him for a moment as he swung down then he extended them, releasing his body from the rafters above. He landed right in front of her and she gasped, nose to nose with him. His hazel eyes swept over her face, stalling on her lips, then he turned from her and scraped his hand over the back of his neck expelling a huge breath. She wanted to stalk over there and yank him back, she wasn’t done with him yet.

“We shouldn’t be out here. Brody showed us the tracks of unshod horses out in one of his pastures. Could be Indians or someone trying to look like Indians to stir up trouble. I should get you back home. It was foolish of me to bring you out here.”
He grasped her arm and tugged her along with him. She lost her footing and slid along for a moment until she gained her feet and yanked herself free.
“Just wait one minute! You haven’t shown me anything except that you know how to hide.” Her breath ached to be free of her stays, she was breathing too hard to calm herself.
He returned to her, just a bare few inches away. “You don’t understand, M’fhíorghrá. I can hardly stand to breathe if I’m not with you, but I know you’ll never want to be with me, so I have to stay away. You’re tearing me apart.”



First Line Fridays

This week I want to post a line from one of my Kindle books.  I confess that not only do I have a to-be-read list for my print books, I also have a list for my Kindle books as well!  There are so many $.99 books on Amazon I consistently purchase...the book list is growing.  Do any of you have a never ending to-be-read list for your Kindle novels?  As always, please be sure to check out the book lines from these other amazing bloggers too:    

Sydney from Singing Librarian
Rachel from Bookworm Mama
Andie from Radiant Light
Katie from Fiction Aficionado
Kathleen from Kathleen Denly
Lauraine from Lauraine's Notes 
 Click the links above to be taken to their posts and...
If you would like to join us, send Carrie a message and let her know!

​Grab the book nearest to you and leave a comment with the first line!

Today I am going to post a line from:

The Pattern Artist 
by Nancy Moser 

And the first line is...

New York City 

""Annie Wood!  I demand you wipe that ridiculous smile off your face.  Immediately.'  Annie yanked her gaze away from the view out of the carriage and pressed a hand across her mouth to erase the offending smile."  

Happy reading and Happy Friday!