sand sculpting

We were able to see the sand sculptures in Port Angeles Sunday. The weather was sunny and the water was calm and it was fun looking at all that creativity! The sculptures will stand another week and then kids from town come knock them down. I always hate that part!

Busy week here with a book launch on Saturday at the Joyce Daze Wild Blackberry Festival:) Before that I have a deadline for book 2 and some other writing-related things to take care of. Wyatt is away at camp so it sure is quiet with just Paul, Randy, and myself. I'm missing my pre-teen and dreaming of the toffee cake I'm going to make for his homecoming. He's about 6 hours away in southern Washington where it's a lot hotter than here. No air-conditioned tents, either! But he loves it. Paul was supposed to go to fiddle camp but that got bumped due to all this book business:) Next year, hopefully.

Hope there is some sun and sand in your future! Or at least a copy of a good book! I have one I can recommend:) Stay tuned for that first book giveaway this Saturday, August 1st! Happy Monday.

If you would tell me the heart of a man, tell me not what he reads but what he re-reads. -Francois Mauriac

celebrating spring

We've had some sun here in the Pacific Northwest and I took this very unprofessional picture of the boys this weekend. Somehow at this age Wyatt always manages to look goofy and Paul is goofy so ... Check out those flowers instead! We're in the process of potting and planting. Can you believe that grass? I didn't do any color enhancement. One thing I can say for Washington State - it has a million shades of green. Mostly wet green:)

I've been sitting in the sun editing my heart out. The creative writing of a book is such a rush I can't even describe it but editing is another. Right now I feel this book and I have been married for a long time. I miss the courtship phase as it was the sweetest. The creative getting-it-down-on-paper for the first time is bliss. I don't like looking at it again and again and seeing all the warts and wrinkles:) Editing is like that. Sort of spoils the love relationship. Necessary, I know. But it kind of kills the magic. Still, Red River Daughter is dear to my heart.

I have wonderful book news. Crossings Book Club is going to carry The Frontiersman's Daughter in their catalog. And come August I'm going on a book blog tour through the Christian Fiction Blog Alliance. I can hardly wait to see what happens next:) If you'd carried the writing dream around for as long as I have you would feel amazed and humbled that it has come to pass. Abundant life, indeed. He gets all the praise.

Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh; is anything too hard for me?
Jeremiah 32:27