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In Others’ Words: Reputation

I’m in North Carolina this week, teaching at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writers Conference. So, pardon me if my post is even shorter today than usual … it’s already after midnight on the East coast!

I do love this quote by Abraham Lincoln (and I also love photographs of trees). When I read this quote the first time, I thought: What kind of shadow am I casting — and does it reflect who I really am?

In Your Words: What kind of shadow are you casting — and does it reflect your character? Who are you really –and is that who people get to see? 

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Dr. Heath Parker, of Catch a Falling Star, is hijacked … um, is visiting Just Write, Eryn Newman’s blog today. Come on over & find out a bit more about Dr. Parker! 

Enter Today – 5/14 – 6/4!



I’m celebrating the release of Catch a Falling Star with a Facebook Party on June 4 & a giveaway! I hope you join me and enter the contest!

In Others’ Words: Finished

Guess who forgot to post her blog last night?

That’s right: me.

My excuse? I was caught up in prepping my manuscript so that I could push SEND and well, um, send it to my editor — all 87k+ words of it.

I woke up this morning. Smiled at the thought of being done … and then thought, “Uh-oh. I didn’t post a blog.”

Oh well. I’ll file this under one of my “better late than never” efforts.

So, as I’ve finished my manuscript, I’m curious: How would you complete this sentence:

To get what I want (______), I had to give up _________ to get it.

I’ll go first: To get what I want  (a completed manuscript), I had to give up time with family and friends to get it.

In Your Words: I’d love to know what you want (blank #1) and what you had to give up (blank #2) to get it!)

 

 

Enter Today – 5/14 – 6/4!



I’m celebrating the release of Catch a Falling Star with a Facebook Party on June 4 & a giveaway! I hope you join me and enter the contest!

When Life Doesn’t Go According to Plan: Guest Post by Author Lisa Jordan

My novel, Catch a Falling Star, asks the question: Is life about accomplishing plans … or wishes coming true … or something more?

Today’s post is the sixth in the “When Life Doesn’t Go According to Plan” Wednesday blog series, 11 guest posts by authors and writers, including Deborah Raney, Rachel Hauck, and  Susan May Warren,  who explore the question: What do you do when life doesn’t go according to plan? Today’s post is by my friend, award-winning author Lisa Jordan.

 

In 1998, I took a leap of faith and left a steady job with benefits to open my state-registered in-home childcare program. Hubby was in school at the time, so I relied on God to help us meet our needs.

I drove home the morning after my final day at work, praying and reminding God I was stepping out in faith and expecting Him to catch me.

That same morning Hubby received a call for a job interview. He worked there for 10 years on second shift until he received a promotion for a salaried position that would take him to first shift.

After he went to days, I drove home from someplace and asked God to protect Hubby during the transitions in his company—they started laying off production workers, but we knew Hubby’s position was safe.

In January 2009, a couple of months after his promotion, Hubby came home early with a look on his face that has been imprinted forever in my memory.

His position had been eliminated due to economic downsizing. Again, Hubby was unemployed.

Oh, God, what have you done?

2009 became the Year of Change. I graduated from college with my degree in early childhood education in May. Our oldest son graduated high school in June and left the nest to begin his college career in August. I finaled in ACFW’s Genesis contest, which opened the door to my publishing career—I received a full request from my dream agent and my dream publisher.

But I also went through a period of shaky faith. God put me on hold. I was invisible to Him. He deserted me.

God, why did you allow this to happen? Don’t you remember what happened the last time Hubby lost his job? Do you really want a repeat of that? I can’t risk our marriage again.

Panic and fear of repeating past mistakes crashed over me.

Hubby worked a couple of part-time jobs, but found nothing permanent. Hubby had the opportunity to return to school and graduated in June 2011, but still struggled to find a job. He had first interviews. And second interviews. But no offers.

On June 29, 2012, Hubby received a job offer for a company 45 minutes away. Two days after he started, we received full medical, dental and vision benefits.

The same day Hubby received his job offer, I received a call from Mindy Obenhaus telling me Lakeside Reunion, my debut novel, had finaled in the ACFW Carol Awards.

Though we had gone through a season of winter emotionally and spiritually, God’s promises of spring and renewal came via prayer and encouragement from family and friends. He used that time to kick off my publishing career. My debut novel released in November 2011, and my second released less than a year later.

As we relied on my childcare business as our primary source of income, we managed to pay off 2 car loans, credit card debt and a home equity loan. Money was tight, but God remained faithful in His provision and His promises.

As the spiritual snow melted and crocuses of hope poked through to remind me of God’s promises His whispers of “Lisa, I’ve got this. Trust me.” thawed my frozen heart. His plans for me…for us…promise a hope and a future. We need to trust God before the thaw.

What helps you trust God before the thaw? 

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Married over 20 years to her real-life hero, Lisa Jordan knows a thing or two about romance. She and her husband have two college-age sons. By day, Lisa cares for her Little Darlings in her state-registered childcare program. By night, she writes contemporary Christian romances for Love Inspired. Her debut novel, Lakeside Reunion, won the 2012 Carol Award for short contemporary romance. In her free time, she loves good books, romantic comedies, crafting with friends and feeding her NCIS addiction. Connect with her at LisaJordanBooks.

 

Behind the Book: (Still) Waiting for Someday — Guest Post by Amy Drown

My just-released novel, Catch a Falling Star, deals with the question: What do you do when life doesn’t go according to plan? The heroine, Dr. Kendall Haynes, has a satisfying life in a lot of ways — except her dreams of happily-ever-after haven’t come true. 

While Kendall is an imaginary person, the disappointment she struggles with is one many women face in real life. I met Amy Drown this past year (she’s a writer, I’m a writer — need I say more?) and she provides a behind-the-book glimpse at how one woman has dealt with life not going according to her plans.

Ever since I was a child, my heart’s desire has been to be a stay-at-home wife and mother. Homeschool, housekeeping, dinner on the table the moment my hubby walks in the door, and all the rest of the June Cleaver trappings. (Except maybe the pearls.)

My Barbies always played “Wedding Day.” My stuffed animals and Cabbage Patch Kids always played “Homeschool.” I read fairy tales, watched princess movies, and cut out pictures of Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty to tape to my bedroom wall. Someday my Prince would come, and I couldn’t wait.

As a teen, I started flipping through bridal magazines, collecting pictures of dresses, cakes, and rings. I made lists of which friends and relatives would be my bridesmaids. During one particularly boring Algebra II class, I even made a seating chart for my reception. When my Prince came, I would be prepared.

In college I fearlessly championed the woman’s place in the home. My family laughed. My friends called me the biggest male chauvinist pig they knew. But I didn’t care. The only career I wanted was the barefoot-and-pregnant kind. College was all about getting my “MRS.” degree because I wouldn’t need a job. My Prince would come any day now, and I was on the watch.

In my twenties, my peers began pairing off. Boys and girls who’d always laughed at my romantic ideals, who’d never wanted marriage or children themselves, were suddenly being blessed with both. So I started reading books—every book I could find on waiting, becoming the right person, letting God write my love story, being happy in my single state, purging whatever sin was clearly preventing God from granting my heart’s desire. Apparently my Prince was delayed because there was something wrong with me, and I had to fix it.

I turned thirty, and went through the world’s worst online dating phase. Because obviously my Prince hadn’t stopped for directions and was lost, and it was up to me to go find him.

I turned thirty-five. My heart’s desire was suddenly in the “high risk” medical department, and I consoled myself the only way possible—I dove headlong into official spinsterhood and adopted a cat. Any Prince who happened along now would just have to be a sugar-daddy who could afford adoption and wasn’t allergic to pet dander.

Now I’m thirty-seven, and I’m finally ready to admit it—God’s plans are definitely NOT mine. I never planned to have my 20-year reunion before my first kiss. I never planned to outgrow both the college AND singles ministries at church. I never planned to watch friends make multiple trips to the altar before I’d even made it there once. I never planned to be an independent career woman. I never planned to be alone.

Yet here I am. Still waiting for my heart’s desire, and hopeful that a perfect God has perfectly brought me to this point in my life for a perfect reason. I still can’t wait. I’m still prepared, still on the watch, still waiting for that magical first kiss—only now the years of waiting have made me more excited than I ever was in my teens or twenties.

Because someday my Prince will come, and when he does, it’s going be far better than I could have ever planned.

 

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AMY DROWN studied History at the University of Arizona and the University of Glasgow. An executive assistant by day, she is also an award-winning photographer and musician. But her true passion is writing edgy, inspirational stories that explore the deep roots of family, friendship and faith. She is a 2013 ACFW Genesis Semi-Finalist (Contemporary Fiction), and was a 2012 ACFW First Impressions Finalist (Historical Fiction). Connect with Amy and learn more about Deep-Rooted Fiction™ at www.AmyDrown.com.

In Others’ Words: Joy

I like to tell people that I don’t aim for happiness because happiness is based on circumstances — and circumstances come and go so quickly that there’s no way to get a firm grasp on happiness.

Instead, I’ve learned to search for joy, something deeper and more substantial than tissue-paper-thin happiness. Joy anchors me no matter what the day holds. I have a choice: to let despair overwhelm me — and shove me over the cliffs — or to choose to remember the reason(s) I have to be joy-filled.

Reasons to be joyful can be hidden in a song … or a Scripture verse … or the voice of my husband or one of my kiddos or a close friend … and Joy can be hidden in silence, when I sit and wait for God’s presence to wash over me, reminding me that I am accepted and loved with an everlasting love.

“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 15:13 NIV)

In Your Words: Where do you find joy?

In Others’ Words: Clothes

When I wear certain clothes I feel most like me. It’s not just that these clothes are comfortable … It’s that I am comfortable being me when I wear them. I put on a certain dress or a certain sweater or a certain pair of red cowboy boots and I think, “Yeah. That’s me, all right.”

I’ve bought clothes because I was told I should. I’ve bought clothes because something was on sale. I’ve bought clothes to make myself feel better (retail therapy, anyone?). It’s great to walk away from all the “should” and “have to” items and buy something because it’s “me.”

In Your Words: What piece of clothing or outfit or piece of jewelry reflects who you are?

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I’m visiting writer Mary Vee’s blog today, talking about how my life hasn’t gone according to plan. I hope you stop by and join the conversation. 

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When Life Doesn’t Go According to Plan: Guest Post Author Deborah Raney

My novel, Catch a Falling Star, asks the question: Is life about accomplishing plans … or wishes coming true … or something more?

Today’s post is the fifth in the “When Life Doesn’t Go According to Plan” Wednesday blog series, 11 guest posts by authors and writers, including Deborah Raney, Rachel Hauck, and  Susan May Warren,  who explore the question: What do you do when life doesn’t go according to plan? Today’s post is by my friend, best-selling author Deborah Raney.

Oh, how grateful I am that life doesn’t always go as I planned it. God’s plans are always infinitely better. I’m a very creative person, but I could never have come up with the things God has brought about in my life. Never.

For starters, I wanted twelve kids. What was I thinking? God gave us three, and most days, three seemed like 12. Then when those three were 14, 10 and 8, God gave us a baby. We call her our “oops baby” but we know better. There’s nothing “oopsy” about her. And she’s been the joy of our lives––as have her sister and brothers.

The biggest plan of mine that God thwarted was my plan that my sweet husband would work at his job until a ripe, ripe old age and that we would always have his nice salary and a decent savings account to rely on. Just over four years ago––just as that oops baby was headed to college––my husband came home from work at ten o’clock one morning (never a good thing) and informed me that he’d been laid off from his job after 25 faithful years with the company. Ken took me in his arms and said, “God’s been taking care of us for 35 years of marriage…there’s no reason to think He’s going to stop now.” I believed that. What I didn’t believe was that my husband would have the audacity to tell me he didn’t plan to look for another job, but instead he thought God was leading him to create the job of his dreams by starting his own business. Was he crazy? And how come God didn’t tell ME?

We struggled mightily with this disagreement. Biggest struggle of our marriage in 35 years. Finally I decided I couldn’t fight my husband, let alone God and my husband in tandem. So I said, “whatever, Lord.” (And yes, I mean that snarky teenage version of “whatever.”) The story is too long to tell in a blog, but let me just skip over the part where I was a whiny, unsupportive brat of a wife, and tell you the ending…or the ending so far. Who knows what else God has up His sleeve!


Ken’s graphic design business, Clash Creative, has so much work he can barely keep up. We have managed to pay every bill on time and in full. In the meantime, because we both work from home now, and make our own hours, Ken is free to travel with me. He’s even started teaching workshops at several writers conferences, so we now go on 5 or 6 most-expenses-paid “vacations” every year and enjoy our time together immensely. Yes, they are working vacations, but still…

Just after Christmas last year, God’s plan unfolded with a move for us. We sold our home (in a bidding war!) and bought a house in the city that’s perfect for us––and closer to our kids and extended family; closer to the airport (and four minutes from Starbucks!) This farmer’s daughter small-town girl never would have planned to be a city girl. And yet, I love it!

But beyond those plans, God had some even better ones. That I would, through the angst of these life-changing events, come to trust in Him with a depth I never could have plumbed on my own. That Ken and I would have found a new intimacy in our marriage for having gone through these tough times. That I would have grown more sensitive to the needs of others who are walking where we’ve walked. That our story would serve as an encouragement to others. That I would learn to be content with far, far less––and even then, we live in luxury compared to most of the world.

I know my heart well enough to know that I’ll probably fail to trust God’s plans again, probably sooner than I even dream. But I’ve grown in Him so that even when I fail, I’ve learned to come running back to His arms far quicker than I used to. And His arms are a wonderful place to be.

 

 

DEBORAH RANEY’s first novel, A Vow to Cherish, inspired the World Wide Pictures film of the same title and launched her writing career after 20 happy years as a stay-at-home mom. Her books have won numerous awards including the RITA, National Readers Choice Award, HOLT Medallion, the Carol Award, and have twice been Christy Award finalists. Deb’s newest novel releases from Howard/Simon & Schuster this month. She and her husband, Ken Raney, recently traded small-town life in Kansas for life in the (relatively) big city of Wichita. They also love traveling together to teach at conferences, and to visit four children and four small grandchildren who all live much too far away. Visit Deb on the Web at www.deborahraney.com.

 

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Release Day: Catch a Falling Star

 

A book takes quite a journey to publication: idea to synopsis to pitch to book proposal to book deal to submission deadline and rewrite deadline and another rewrite deadline and then (finally) the galleys.

All of this leads to today: Release day!

I had a lot of help and encouragement along the way — and I mentioned many of those people in the Acknowledgements section of Catch a Falling Star. But I have to say thank you one more time to my amazing husband and family for loving me and accepting me — writing quirks and imaginary people and deadlines and everything else that comes with this profession.

My friend and mentor, Rachel Hauck’s newest book, Once Upon a Prince, releases today too and I can’t wait to read it. I got to read a few scenes pre-publication and I loved this modern-day fairy tale!

My friend and agency mate, Heather Kopp’s book, Sober Mercies, also releases today. I am always challenged by Heather’s blog and I know her book will minister to and challenge many, many people.

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So … what new release are you reading?

In Others’ Words: Failure

 

Now there’s a truth I wish I’d learned years ago: Failure is an event.

An event. 

There’s no denying that we all experience failures of all kinds in this world. Failures caused by our decisions and our choices. Failures caused by the decisions and choices of others. Deliberate actions and accidental missteps — both leading to failures.

But the life-changing truth is I am not the failure. You are not the failure. 

I gotta tell you, this is not how I lived my life for a lot of years. If something went wrong, well then, I failed — and I was a huge, disappointing f-a-i-l-u-r-e. Nobody had to tell me this — although sometimes people did — I knew it already and I made sure to tell myself, over and over again.

It’s okay to admit “Well, that didn’t go the way I planned” or to say “That was a complete bust” or even “I am so disappointed in how things turned out I just want to sit here and cry.”

But it’s vital to remember the event is the failure — not me. Not you.

That’s called giving ourselves grace.

In Your Words: Is failure an event or a person for you? How do you get through (or over or around) failure? 

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In Others’ Words: Extra Mile

There are two people you can go the extra mile for: yourself and someone else.

Going the extra mile for yourself means you try a little harder to get the task done — you give more of yourself, your creativity, your effort. You’re not settling for “good enough.”

Going the extra mile for someone else means you sacrifice for that other person — that time you need for yourself? You give it to that other person. That creativity that is one of your best qualities? You bless them with it. Your effort is focused on them.

Going the extra mile . . . it’s all about more, not less. And it’s funny how that part of the road is less-traveled.

In Your Words: When was the last time someone went the extra mile for you? Stop and think for minute: Is there someone who needs you to go a little further for them — give a little more of yourself — so they can succeed? 

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Where have I been lately (besides this blog?): I was invited to be the guest author for Southern Writers’ “Last Word” column for their May/June issue. I wrote about how my goal as a writer isn’t to arrive — but to keep on arriving (and how I remembered this truth during a week where everything I wrote was deleted. Again and again and again.)