Thursday, April 18, 2019

My Story BEFORE The Story ~ THE PROMISE

We came to the United States when I turned four and my sister, Leah, was two. I’m eleven now, my name is Jack.

My dad had traveled ahead of us to find work and a place to live. Momma, Leah and I sailed a year later. I remember as we came down the gangplank the buildings took my breath away. Most were four or five stories high, much different from the cottages in Ireland.

Times were good back then. I loved the city of New York. Dad had gotten a job for a furniture maker. He’d come home in the evenings smelling of sawdust and sweat. After a wash and a hearty supper, he would sit and tell us stories of long ago in the green isle. Leah and I would listen spellbound but Momma chuckling would tell Dad he was full of the blarney. Sundays were the best days. Leah and I would hurry to dress for church, anxious to see the other children. In the afternoons, our family would walk through the park or have a picnic by the river. Dad took us once to see a marvelous bridge they had completed a few years previous called the Brooklyn Bridge. We also visited the zoo and the museums. Life was full of joy and laughter.

But things have changed in New York City. The streets have become crowded. The leisurely strolls we once enjoyed are spoiled by impatient pedestrians and dirty litter. Shouts rain down from open apartment windows. Languages I don’t understand. Dad decided to find a better place to live and took a trip out West. Excitedly he told us of the beautiful farmland and open ranges. He started saving money for us to move to Oklahoma. He said it’s the land of opportunity. Things were fantastic till Momma got sick.

I never thought anything could ever happen to Momma. So full of life and happiness. When she cooked or cleaned, she sang little songs to herself and sometimes danced a gig across the floor. If I had a bad day at school just hearing her song as I came in the door would give me peace.

But Momma died last week. Dad said she had got Typhoid. We had to use the money he saved to bury her in the graveyard. Dad is sick now. Leah and I have taken turns trying to get him to swallow water and eat a little broth. He’s getting weaker. I don’t know what to do. If dad dies, we’ll be alone. I’ll have to be the man of the house, Dad would want me to take care of Leah. But I’m only eleven.



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My Story Title:   THE PROMISE

My Story Genre:  Middle Grade


My Story Released:   March 23, 2019

 

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The Author of My Story:    Carolyn Torbett-Johnson



Carolyn Torbett Johnson  grew up in Connecticut surrounded by a loving family of two brothers and two sisters. Her parents also cared for three foster children, one of whom they were able to adopt and became the light of their lives. She has worked with children for over forty years and now resides in Oklahoma where her husband is the pastor of a country church. She enjoys reading, gardening and working on Quilts of Valor. 









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DRAWING TO BE HELD WEDNESDAY EVENING ~ April 24, 2019.

Thursday, April 11, 2019

My Story BEFORE One of FIVE Stories ~ MY FAMILY ~ ALL MY TEARS

Martie from MY FAMILY

Most of my family and friends call me Martie, not Martha. I guess that’s because I was a tomboy when I was a kid.

I can’t complain about my family growing up. Dad had his own business, so he was busy, not around much. Which meant that Mom was always bossy, trying to handle everything at home by herself.

But we knew they loved us.

My sister RuthAnne was beautiful, but she wasn’t snobby about it. She and I were good friends.

But I felt most comfortable hanging around with my brother John and his buddies. Playing ball, hiking through the woods, underneath somebody’s car trying to get it to run.

When I finished college, I needed to move away. John had joined Dad in his business. RuthAnne was married with a baby—so happy.

I didn’t fit in. I needed to make a place for myself in the world.

I moved to a large city, found a job and a church, started making new friends. I missed my family, but I visited on holidays. Once in a while, one of them would come to visit me. And I was making a life for myself.

Then RuthAnne and her husband died. And they made me guardian for their eight-year-old daughter Kim.

Kim doesn’t like me. She doesn’t want to stay with me. What do I know about being a parent?

My friend Jessica helps a lot. And Will, too, the cop who . . . Well, I won’t tell you about that yet.

Kim is so sad. Of course, she is. So am I. But she’s just eight, and she needs help. How can I help her? Sometimes I wish John and my parents were closer, to give me advice, to lean on.

Kim’s other grandmother, on her dad’s side, isn’t helping at all. How did RuthAnne get along with this woman? Of course, RuthAnne always got along with everybody. Maybe I should have hung around her more, let some of her sweetness rub off on me.

Kim loves my dog. She’s making new friends at school and church. But I can’t find the trigger to get her to trust me. I pray that God will help us make this work.

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My Story Title:   MY FAMILY (one novella of five in ALL MY TEARS

My Story Genre:  Women's Fiction

My Story Releases:   April 2, 2019 ~ Just THIS week!

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The Author of My Story:   Kathy McKinsey    


 Kathy McKinsey grew up on a pig farm in Missouri, and although she’s lived in cities for nearly 40 years, she still considers herself a farm girl.

She’s been married to Murray for 31 years, and they have five adult children.

She’s had two careers before writing—being a stay-at-home-Mom and working as a rehabilitation teacher for the blind.

Now she lives in Lakewood, Ohio with her husband and two of her children. Besides writing, she enjoys activities with her church, editing for other writers, braille transcribing, crocheting, knitting, and playing with the cat and dogs.

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DRAWING TO BE HELD WEDNESDAY EVENING ~ April 17, 2019.

Thursday, April 04, 2019

This Is My Story BEFORE The Story ~ The Wrong Suitcase

I’m Regina Larson, Reggie for short, and here I am in Tel Aviv. But instead of basking in the sun on the Mediterranean beach across from the hotel, or shopping in the eclectic markets of the old port, I’m dragging a stranger’s suitcase over cobblestoned sidewalks back to the hotel.

It’s my fault. If I hadn’t been in such a hurry to begin this trip-of-a-lifetime, this pilgrimage, I would have checked the label on the suitcase before grabbing the wrong one at the airport. So now I’m stuck in Israel with a bag full of men’s clothing. It should have been an easy exchange. The voice on the beater phone I found in the suitcase said to return ‘it’ to Halper’s Bookstore in Joppa at 4:20. The man was obviously irritated and hung up before I could ask any more questions.

But there was no man at the bookstore.

Why is this happening? After saving for years for this Holy-Land tour, I’m finally here, ready to see places that have only been words on a page before. And I’m ready to get my calling. What better place to receive God’s calling than in the promised land—the land where Abraham received a covenant, Mary discovered her purpose, and Jesus changed the lives of many. Instead, I’m lugging someone’s suitcase back to the hotel with a virtual stranger.

This stranger—Jacob Ross—seems overly curious about the suitcase. He’s asking too many questions and insists on walking me back to the hotel. Is he just being nice? He’s charming and interesting, but something’s off. All I want is a shower, a change of clothes, and a short nap. And I want MY SUITCASE!

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My Story Title:   The Wrong Suitcase

My Story Genre: Romantic Suspense

My Story Released: February 2019

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The Author of My Story:   Sherri Steward




Sherri Stewart loves a good suspense novel, sprinkled with romance and a strong message that challenges her faith. She spends her working hours with books—either editing others’ manuscripts or writing her own. Her hobby is traveling to potential settings for future stories. Next stop: Israel. Sherri lives in the Orlando area with her family and lazy dog, Lily. She loves to chat with readers about their ideas. Contact her at www.stewartwriting.com.

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DRAWING TO BE HELD WEDNESDAY EVENING ~ April 10, 2019.