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Am I Close to the Garden Wall or Am I Blowing in the Breeze?

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It's always fun to read and look at other blogs. It's impossible not to get excited. The blogs really inspire me to try a different path.In other words, this might have worked once. Now it doesn't work. Then, there are times when friends publish books while keeping a blog. I wonder how. Then, think there is always time. It's a matter of me using my time well. I've read those wise words somewhere or heard  the words spoken by a relative or friend. However, there are the quiet times. At the time I'm not looking at blogs. I choose a moment to think. Seldom, but sometimes I wonder where have I gone, what have I done, am I even alive? I can answer yes. I truly believe wherever I am is where God wants me. For me, I've always gotten lost somewhere near the bottom of the ladder. I'm that far behind, and I am still a little lost, confused and afraid. At this time, I can praise others as they travel a mite quicker on life's journey. And that's al

The Secret of Pembrooke Park by Julie Klassen

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Friday, January 2, 2015 Bethany House Pub. Pembrooke Park is a mansion which belonged to a family named Pembrooke. Pembrooke Park is in England. The time is the Nineteenth Century. Each person has a personal reason to return to Pembrooke Park. For those who are already living there, Pembrooke Park is like a living place that they pay tribute to each day by telling about hauntings and treasure. All have one thing in common. There is a need to make peace with the past. This is Christian Fiction at its best. Julie Klassen is an author with an extraordinary ability to make the past come alive. There are fine details that can not go unnoticed: a dollhouse, a green cloaked man or just his skull, a rusty gun, letters and journal entries placed between bricks in a wall, an emerald necklace and even a secret room. What really stays with me is the power of a scandal to hurt or destroy people. It hurts the people directly involved and those who just like a nicely pa

Friday 56

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"But she was happy with the final result. A few candid touches had brought life and humour to the writing. She smiled, rereading her description of the pilgrimage she had made to the shrine of St. James at Santiago de Compostela in Spain, shortly after she had made the decision to leave the force and commit to a life within the church. http://fredasvoice.blogspot.com

Book Beginnings

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http://rosecityreader.blogspot.com Tuesday morning, 10:30 a.m. The calm before the storm. Faith Morgan swept a scatter of confetti across the stone floor of the church porch and chivvied it towards the pile of dust and other detritus she was collecting by the door. Outside in the churchyard, the heat of the July sun was already intense. If only this glorious weather could hold out until the weekend! St Jame's Church, Little Worthy, was celebrating its  900th year on the Sunday coming. Faith's time as custodian, just twelve months so far, seemed an almost insignificant chapter in such a long history. Lion Fiction

Book Beginnings

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Grandmothers

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My paternal grandmother lived in Florida. My maternal grandmother had already died when I was born. Since my grandma Hattie lived in Florida, I didn't see her often. I remember one special trip taken with my aunt, my father's sister. She took me on a train from Philadelphia to Florida. I remember enjoying the train ride. Most of all, I enjoyed the time with my Grandma Hattie. I especially remember eating oatmeal every single morning. I didn't complain. She acted as though the porridge were made especially for me. She also had an old piano in her slightly lopsided house. I had heard stories about her learning to play at the cool age of eighty. I also remember the water pump outside of her house. Sadly, I can't remember the sound of her voice. I don't remember it while there or when she came to Philly. I think she spoke softly. I don't remember a smile. My family had a painted portrait done of her face. The man painted the portrait from a black and white ph

The Black Orchid by Persia Walker

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Black Orchid Blues by Persia Walker is more than a mystery. It's a highly dramatic book about the mind of a person who operates outside of his gender. Queenie/Junior is an impersonator in a New York high society nightclub during the 1920's. Queenie is kidnapped at the nightclub. It causes chaos and mayhem. However, this is not just a novel about the murderous rages of  a psychotic mind. It's also a novel about the trauma of childhood sexual abuse. Persia Walker shares on a deep level what a child might do if abused by a family member. It's also about the family members involved. How far will a family go to protect their reputation, and how far will they go to keep their lies and dreadful activities a secret? Plus, how many innocent people become lost in the spiderweb of a dysfunctional family? Persia Walker writes professionally about Queenie and Junior's slide from one person to the other Their need to survive is almost magical. Most events are told  throug