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Wednesday, December 21, 2011

It Could Happen Anywhere

I was going to start the interviews of my author friends after January began, but last night one of them sent me the answers to the interview questions and I had to share this interview now. I cried when I read about this woman's life. It began so typically, but in a day, everything changed for her and her country.
Somehow, here in the United States, we feel insulated from this kind of thing. After reading this I realize that it could happen here or anywhere.

The thing that stood out to me is that she has a very joyful personality even after everything she has been through. You will not feel depressed after reading this interview. She is a very positive person. Please read the interview with my new acquaintance, Sanela Jurich.

My name is: Sanela Ramic Jurich




My genre: 1.Fiction / Historical 2.Fiction / War & Military (Although I wanted it to be Romance).
The title of my book is: Remember Me
My website: http://www.sanelajurich.tateauthor.com

1. How long have you been an author and when did the desire to write (the writing bug) bite?

I've been a published author since June 7th, 2011, but I knew I was going to be one ever since I can remember.

I heard someone say once that in order to become a writer, you don’t just learn the skill; you have to be born with it. It’s inside you all along. It’s your calling.

I strongly believe this to be true. I remember exactly the first set of books I’ve ever read. It was Greek Mythology given to me by an old neighbor. I was seven years old at the time.

I know, you might say that Greek Mythology is too complex for a seven-year-old, but to my-seven-year-old mind, this was fairy tales. I loved reading about those strong, smart, wise Gods and gorgeous Goddesses.

And as I was growing up, each time I’d feel lonely, or sad, I’d always go back and read those wonderful stories that never failed to inspire and make me feel better.

Soon after I read those, I had my library ticket and was spending most of my after-school time there. My parents didn’t mind, since they both worked. I was left alone a lot, so the fact that I’d actually enjoyed being in a library was kind of like a relief to them.

I absolutely loved reading and so, in my heart, I knew that some day I was going to write cool stories to make people laugh and feel good.

I wasn’t going to write sad stories; all of them were going to be happy and fun. Filled with love. I’d sometimes write short stories just to amuse myself. They were filled with child’s imagination, funny names, and, always, love…

At some point, I'd even started to think like I was reading a book. For example:
I’m having a normal conversation with a friend or someone, at the end of their sentence, I’d think to myself something like: She said, as she looked away. Or... she stated, but the icy look in her eyes said otherwise….

I learned to read people’s facial expressions at a very young age. It was all so amusing to me. I loved being in a crowd - like in a crowded bus. I’d hide in the back and just watch people, telling myself their stories, just by reading their facial expressions and body language…. I’d usually make them funny.

When I was fifteen, my whole life changed in a blink of an eye. The world I saw through my fifteen-year-old eyes was not innocent and pretty. It was filled with death, sadness, and hatred.

You see, I was born in this cute town of northern Bosnia, called Prijedor. Now days, this town is known for its horrible concentration camps that were run by the Serbs in 1992.

I know, when you hear the words “concentration camps” you think of the World War II and Nazis. But no, this was not our grandparents generation time, this was our generation, 1992… on the threshold of the 21 century.

I remember my parents talking and thinking that war was going to end before it had even started… the world would not let another Nazi genocide go on.

But, to our surprise, the world did let it happen. It went on for four years: Genocide, Ethnic Cleansing, Concentration Camps, raping and slaughtering women and children…

It all happened.
And so my writing had to be put on hold....

When I had finally moved to the United States in 1993, I was a completely changed person then. My dream of becoming a writer became just that… a dream; so distant and unreachable. I thought that even if, somehow, I managed to learn enough English, I could never write happy, fun stories any more. My mind was reset and it was filled with darkness, pain, and distrust.

But in time, little by little, my sense of humor returned. The writer in me was getting tired of being quiet. So I'd started thinking like I was in a book again.

For example; I’d go to the Six Flags with my husband, children, and our friends, but because I’m afraid of heights, I wouldn’t go on any of the rides... (I know... I bore myself sometimes too).

So, anyway, I’d sit on the bench and wait for them to get off their rides. It’s perfect because the place is always crowded which gives me a chance to just watch people undetected. For example, I'd see a guy talking to a girl. I'd watch their facial expressions and body language to determine whether they like each other, so my inner analogue would go something like: “I don’t care,” she said firmly. Turning around, she smiled, ever so slightly.... Etc.

One day in July of 2009 on my way to work, I'd dropped off my two boys over at my mom’s house. She had made some comment about my kids, which got me a little upset and I thought to myself, boy, if this was a book, that comment would be perfect…

And so, my mind had started building a web of events and before I knew it, I had about three chapters. The character of Sabina, the mother, was born…

2. Why did you choose the genre you write in? Are there plans to write in another genre?

Honestly, I didn't chose this genre. It kind of chose me. When I first started writing this book, it was going to be a romantic tale between Johnny and Selma. However, as I was writing it, the story itself took me to a completely different direction then what I'd previously had in mind. I know it sounds kinda crazy, but it's true.

What's amazing about writing is the fact that you never really know where you'll end up. Your characters take on a life of their own and you just go with it.
So anyway, Selma and Johnny fall in love when she is sixteen. They get separated by the war. The story is told from Selma's point of you, so she tells you about her falling in love, then being taken away from home and thrown into a concentration camp where she gets raped and tortured repeatedly.

When she finally gets out, she's broken beyond repair and doesn't want Johnny to know of anything that she'd been through. On their way out of their home town, she witnesses Johnny getting killed by one of the soldiers...

However, as I said before, the romantic in me could not let my book have an unhappy ending, so I'd found a way to bring Johnny back into the picture and restore Selma's faith in God.

At the end, love prevails and they live happily ever after.
So, I thought the genre was definitely going to be romance, but the experts at Tate said it was Historical... I guess it's a little bit of everything.

3. Please tell about each title here:

So far I only published one book - Remember Me.

I did, however, sign another contract with Tate Publishing and am waiting for my second novel to be sent to production. It's going to be a sequel to Remember Me. Not sure what the title is going to be yet.

4. Do you do speaking engagements? Tell about your subject matter.

Yes, I do.
The subject that people seem to be most interested in is my own story of how I became an author.
Others ask questions about my experience in Bosnia, and so I talk a little bit about both.

5. What has been your most rewarding experience as an author?

Getting some things out into the open and having people read and comment about my work.
6. Where can your books be purchased?

My book can be purchased anywhere books are sold: Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, Books a Million, etc. It can also be purchased directly from my websitewww.sanelajurich.tateauthor.com and Tate Publishing's website as well. Also, autographed copies can be ordered from my website via PayPal.
7. How can readers reach you through twitter? through facebook? through your blog? through your website?

I can be reached through my website and Facebook:www.facebook.com/sanela.jurich

8. What was your biggest surprise at being an author?
I was really surprised at how much marketing I have to do myself. I was one of those people who thought that the hardest part was behind me once I signed that contract with the publisher. Boy, was I wrong, haha!

However, I try to look at it in a positive way and enjoy every single moment of it. I am loving every step and the experience I'm gaining. There is absolutely nothing in the world I'd rather be doing than writing and then sharing it with others.

9. We all know that writing can be a lonely occupation, what do your family and friends do to lift you up when you are down?

They buy me books and leave me alone, haha!

10. What is the last song you sang while you were all alone at the top of your voice and where were you?

It was an old song by Boys II Men - End of the Road.
I was in the kitchen loading up my dishwasher. I thought I was alone until I heard soft giggles coming from behind me. My nine year old son, Denny and my four year old son, Devin were cracking up. They find it hilarious that I have an accent even when I sing.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Looking Back and Looking Forward

Last week I ordered a book. Actually, I ordered a lot of book for the Kindle that Terry gave me for an early Christmas present. The book I am talking about is the collection of blog post from this blog.

Every year, the book has been offered. I never followed through and had it done. I am very excited to hold it in my hands. It is supposed to arrive this Monday.

One of the reasons I am excited about having it in my hands is that I will be able to look up all the authors I have interviewed from the beginning of the blog until now. To see all of them in blog form is a lot of pages to go through.

I like that the book has a Table of Contents. That way I can find my author friends easily. I can also find posts that I have written and see how things have progressed from my first days of being a published author.

While I don't like to spend a lot of time looking back with regrets, I think it is good to reflect on where I have come from and dream of the places I hope to go.

It isn't even January yet and I am thinking of the adventure of 2012. God has taken my hand and lead me through doors that I would never had the courage to walk through without Him.

His dreams for me are bigger than anything I could imagine. There is a Scripture that speaks of this as well as the fact that He sings over me. New adventures are scary to me, but I know I am not alone as long as I keep holding onto God's hand. He has also given me a very supportive husband who believes in the dreams God has for me, too.

I urge you to reflect on the past and dream of the future in these last days of 2011. God bless you.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Tick Tock the Game is Locked

I entered the unfamiliar place and looked around the expanse of the large building. The others were already gathered and enjoying refreshments and pleasant conversation. The organizer of the group looked up. Her smile was wide and friendly as she greeted me.
Her friendliness helped me calm down a little. She leaned close to my ear. "I think this is everyone. Is there anything else I need to tell them besides what is in your bio?"

"No, nothing more...thank you," I said.

The introduction sounded flowery and a little overdone in my ears. Did I actually write those words on my biography?

At times like these, there was a mental recording with words that other people had said to me throughout my life playing loudly in my head. Most of them were made by my mother.

Not all of the sound bites were negative, but I tend not to remember the positive words so much. "Just who do you think you are? If they really knew you, they wouldn't have asked you to speak to their group?"

I took a slow, deep breath to turn off the tape player that, by now had picked up speed and was threatening to drive me mad.

They were clapping. The woman nodded in my direction with a bit of panic in her eyes. She doesn't know if I am going to freak out and run out of here.

I stood behind the small podium and made eye contact with several of the club members. It was something I had learned from my short stint in my membership to Toastmasters.

I smiled. I placed my note cards on the podium and remembered to thank the organizer. It was a good thing that I wrote her name on the first card because I had no recollection of her name at the moment.

The club had asked me to speak to them about growing a membership. Somehow, that was the topic of the year in my speaking rounds.

The year before had been speeches about the epidemic of bullying. That was an uncomfortable, but necessary topic that needed to be exposed. I wasn't ready to let the subject go.

I began:

Tick tock,

the game is locked,

and nobody else can play.

Hooray!

and if they do

we'll take off our shoe,

and beat them till

they're black and blue.



The atmosphere in the room was so cold that I thought about breathing out to see if I could see my breath. I looked from one cold stare to the next.

"Yes, ladies, this was my first exposure to clubs. I learned this little rhyme by heart in the first month of first grade."

I scanned the room and saw some of the eyes soften. "Did you ever hear this when you were a kid?" I asked.

"Right off, I decided that I wasn't going to try to fit in to any of the clubs in first grade. That decision was made when one of my friends tried joining over and over.

"Every time she approached a group of girls, they joined hands and swung their arms back and forth saying the sing-song rhyme."

Someone nodded knowingly. "I secretly wished I belonged to a 'club' so I could say those words, too. Then, I didn't like myself too much for wanting to keep good little girls out of the little 'club'."

"Ladies, your club membership numbers are down because of this very thing. There are many of us who have been 'locked out' of clubs all of our lives."

Tears threatened my eyes and I felt a large lump form in my throat. I needed to tell something funny to lighten the mood. I couldn't allow myself to be this transparent.

I took out the pictures of my grandchildren that I carry with me for all my speeches. They were good for a laugh because they were not the normal poses of perfect smiling kids, but pictures of them in their more unflattering poses. The group seemed relieved to laugh when they saw the four of them frowning and pouting into the camera.

Good, the room warmed up some. The gravity of the message I had to bring to them drew me back. I had to be transparent.

"Tick tock the game is locked happens not only in grade school or organized men and women's clubs. It happens in churches and in neighborhoods and everywhere people gather together."

"It is a form of bullying, in my opinion, because it turns a person against themselves. They wonder why they aren't good enough to belong."

I thought of the many times I stood before the mirror and spoke to the reflection saying, "I don't belong."

"It can happen in families. Tick tock the family is locked and no one else can stay.. or fit in...or ...matter.

"Ladies, if you want your club to grow, open your arms. Don't lock them. Extend love and help. Think of ways to bless and your club will overflow. It won't be known as an 'exclusive club', but an inclusive one.

"Let's change the sing-song rhyme this time to say:



Tick tock

the game's not locked.

We need you to come and play.

If you do, you won't be blue

and we will help you find strength anew.



"You know, Jesus was locked out, too. There was no room for Him, either. If you have ever had 'tick tock' sung to you, I want you to realize that He understands.

"He has never sung that song to anyone. In fact, He says, Come unto Me all you who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest. Come and learn of Me."

I sat in the seat next to the organizer, Mrs. Whats her name, and she gave me a hug. "I was locked out of a lot of clubs in grade school and everywhere. You gave a talk that we needed to hear," she said.

After the minutes were read and the treasurer's report approved, the ladies filled small paper plates with cookies. Someone brought me a plate and some hot apple cider.

I could swallow again. I hadn't realized that my mouth had turned to cotton. One by one, they slipped up close and told me that they had experienced 'tick tock,'

I couldn't help but think, If we have all experienced being left out then, why oh why, do we leave other people out? Then, I remembered that I had wished that I could be one of the singers of the rhyme. God, forgive me!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Words Flowing Like a River

Sometimes readers ask me what my process is when I write. The truth is, I don't really know. When I was a church secretary and women's ministry director, one of my responsibilities was to write an article for the church newsletter each month. It was this responsibility that caused me to push through and do the writing job.

The articles came from personal experiences and lessons I learned. I listened to sermons and read the Bible and found that many things stood out to me. I never knew how these thoughts would be used in  my writing, but when the time came that I needed an article or a passage for a book I was writing, some of the inspiration flowed into the writing. 

When I sit to write the story seems to be a movie playing in my head. I write what I see. It is very difficult to explain, but I feel blessed that this is what happens. I find that the computer is very helpful in finding passages of Scripture for issues the characters are facing.

November is a month that has an internet challenge attached to it. The challenge is called The National Novel Writing Month. The challenge is to write 50,000 words toward a book in the month of November.

This challenge is for anyone who wants to attempt to do it. There are no prizes except the satisfaction of doing something so difficult. Those who complete the challenge also get a badge for their website and blog. Some of my friends and family question my sanity when I decide to meet this challenge in a busy month like November.

Last year I wrote "The Eyes of a Stranger" during the challenge. This year I am writing Book I of the next series, "Some Happy Day". It is linked to the last series, but goes in a different direction.

In this challenge, the writers do not consider editing or rewrites. It is a dash to the finish. The months following November are for edits and finishing the rest of the novel. It is a blessing to be able to have an excuse to just write.

"Some Happy Day" is going very well. At this point I am at 21,000 words. The words are flowing like a river. I thank God every day for giving me these words to write and the time to write them. God is good and His mercy endures forever.

If you would like to read the first three rough chapters, click here on "Some Happy Day". You will be at my website. Click on the tab by the name "Some Happy Day."

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Deep Cleaning

Sometimes it is a struggle to keep on top of housework. I enjoy having a tidy home so that when people drop in for a visit, I am not ashamed. A lot of things that I do are surface cleaning. I breeze through the house and use the feather duster and keep the dishes in the dishwasher changed out so that all looks really clean as well as a lot of small chores.
We have hardwood floors with a large area rug in our 1929 era home. I spot clean that monster every now and again. It is a cream color with pink roses on it. I thought I had been doing a pretty good job on it until I got a really crazy idea. (DO NOT DO THIS AT HOME.)

I vacuumed the rug and spot cleaned it, as usual, then I carried it to the deck outside and rinsed it with a water hose! Oh my goodness! The grime that surfaced was unimaginable. I stomped on it in the way I saw Lucy of 'I love Lucy' when she stomped grapes. There was more and more dirty water!

I scooted my feet across the surface and tried to wring it out that way, but it still looked dirty. While I was in the middle of all of this, I remembered that it was really supposed to be dry cleaned. I was in over my head. It was my fault.

Some people may think my prayers tend to be silly, but I tell you, I prayed about this mistake I made. I also phoned my husband and told him of this infraction. He laughed and told me that we could take it to the car wash and power wash it there in the back of the pickup truck. While I was glad that he had a workable idea, I was too ashamed for anyone who might be at the carwash in our small town to see what I had done. (Can you relate?)

I hung the heavy wet mess over the rail of the deck and prayed that it wouldn't look like a dirty dog when it dried. It certainly looked like a dirty wet dog at the time I hung it out. It rained that night. We hadn't gotten any rain all summer. Oh well...

The next day, I peeked out the sliding glass door. It looked okay. When I touched it, it was dry. I lugged it into the living room and put it on the floor. It was ruffled around the edges...just a little. After I anchored the worst of the ruffles down with a coffee table, the rest looked like it might smooth out with the vac. After I ran the vac over it, there were a couple of ruffles, but it wasn't bad. It felt a little "crunchy" instead of soft, but it looked okay.

What on earth does this have to do with God? I have to tell you that I am a simple woman. God uses these kinds of things to teach me a lesson. Hang in there with me, please.

While I was going through this mess that I created for myself, I thought of all the times I tried to clean myself up on the inside. I made promises to myself and others that I would be more patient, more kind, more loving, more forgiving...and the list goes on. That was like 'spot cleaning' myself. The spots ran deeper than the surface.

The Bible says that our own righteousness is like filthy rags. I can identify with that. If we compare ourself with other people, we might look pretty good, but when we get closer to God, we see that we fall so short of clean. When we realize that we cannot do this for ourselves and place ourselves into His hands, He pulls us to His side and covers us with His robe of righteousness so that our sins are covered.

Psalms 51:7b Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

In church this past Sunday, our pastor brought out the fact that in order to not become polluted by the things around us, we must keep full of God. An artisian well springs out and even flood waters will not corrupt it because fresh water is flowing out of it at all times.

God is the manufacturer of the joy, peace, patience, and all the good things that spring up out of us. If we allow Him to be this wellspring of life in us, there is no need to 'spot clean'. I am so glad that I don't have to do this on my own.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Book Review of Heart of Ice by Lis Wiehl

Lis Wiehl's book, Heart of Ice, is one of those books that will bear on my mind for months, and possibly years to come. It was interesting and unpredictable. I recommend this book. The characters are believable and smart. Timely issues are raised in the plot. If a few things had happened differently in the past, the troubled antangonist would not have become the psychopathic killer of many people. I really enjoyed the discussion questions in the back of the book. They are food for a great debate.


Elaine Littau, author of Christian Historical/Western Fiction

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Butterfingers

Have you ever heard the saying, "The hurrieder I am the behinder I get."? That was the case with me when I was getting ready for the company that was going to come to our house for my mother-in-law's 95th birthday celebration.

I was trying to put the homemade ice cream in the freezer the day before all the festivities began. The problem was...there wasn't room in either freezer. I started moving frozen waffles and combining them together. I put chocolate chip waffles in the same box with the regular ones. I moved the flax-filled neck cooler offer out of the freezer and picked up the large package of opened spaghetti to find it a new home.

The new home it found was under the pullout shelf of my freezer on the bottom refrigerator/freezer and on the floor in front of it and under it. I swear, it looked like a haystack. It was a hot day of over 105 degrees so I was in a hurry to get that freezer drawer closed. As much as I tried, I couldn't get my chubby arm to fit under that drawer.



My grandson, Devon, came to the rescue. He is tall and wirey and was able to get to the sticks of raw spaghetti and help me trash them. THANK YOU, DEVON!!!

After that, there were little goofs like spilling milk, dropping almost every spoon I put into my slippery hand and somehow throwing a lot of ice all over the floor. How did that happen?

I don't know how it happened, but we did get the celebration going and the meal was fine. Grandma Littau was pleased that we all love her so much and a little overwhelmed by the commotion. It was a great day dispite my butterfingers.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Desolate

Desolation




Webster's New World College Dictionary defines the word 'desolate' like this: to leave alone, forsake, stip of inhabitants, to make lonely, solitary, uninhabited, deserted, laid waste, in a ruinous state, forlorn, wretched, abandoned, lay waste...

This year, the panhandle of Texas has seemed like a desolate place. I have lived here all of my life and have never seen anything like it. I live in the country so we cannot water all of the grass around our house. We have managed to keep the trees alive by directly watering them. Our clay soil is powder. The buffalo grass crunches under our feet. We have had a streak of over two hundred days without measurable rain.We have broken old records in temperatures. Our high this summer has been 114 degrees.

I look across our pasture at the sunburned grass and thank the Lord that we were not part of the wild fires that have plagued our area. In all of the summer God has not forsaken us, so we are not truely desolate.

I have found it difficult to not let the dryness of our land creep into my spirit. I look forward to a time of refreshing, but right now, like the durable buffalo grass, I am sinking my roots deeper into my Source of life. It appears that there is no nourishment for my weary soul, but when I dig deep into the Scriptures and perservere in prayer, I find the strength I need both physically and spiritually.

Being a writer, I depend on this relationship with God for inspiration. Without Him, all of my creativity is gone. The words ring hollow. As a wife, mother, and grandmother, I depend of Him. As His child, I depend on Him. The lesson that I have gleaned from this 'desolate' summer has been that when it all shakes down, He is the only One we can depend on. He is our Source, our Shelter, our Refreshing, our Everything.

Elaine Littau, author of Christian Western Fiction

Saturday, June 18, 2011

"Miracles Come in Cans"

This summer the grands and I are going through the 12 Power Thoughts suggested by Joyce Meyer in her book, "Power Thoughts". Week #1 we are thinking: "Miracles Come in Cans." What this means is "I can." should be our thought instead of "I can't." or "I shouldn't even try."
The Scripture that goes with this is, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." Maybe the task or whatever is daunting, but with God on our side, we can do...

Things that we have little strength for...
Things we don't feel smart enough to do...
Really big tasks that seem too hard...
We can reach the finish line.
The grands are catching onto this thought and so am I.
Next week I will disclose the next thought.

Please read this wonderful book. It will be a great encouragement .

Oh yes, the zip line is done. Terry and friends and grands are having so much fun zipping along. It turned out even better than expected.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Up, Up, and Away

Last Wednesday I flew to Denver to see our oldest son and his family. I have to admit that I was somewhat nervous about the flight. The tornadoes at Joplin and Oklahoma City had me a little jumpy. It was no help at all that the panhandle winds were brisk.
My flight from Amarillo was delayed for 45 min. because of high winds. The flight was fine, bumpy, but fine. I spent Wed through Sat afternoon in Denver and brought back my 5 yr old granddaughter with me. It was fun to hear her giggle when the plane took off. At first, she asked if the plane was going to drive all the way to Texas. We were on the runway a long time getting ready for the take off and getting in place. (Kids are funny.)

When we landed in Amarillo, our 4 yr old granddaughter was on hand to welcome her cousin to Texas. You should have heard the chatter from one car seat to the next on the way to Cracker Barrel. My daughter-in-law and I just eves-dropped and laughed at how clever they were.

The 4 yr old had just returned from staying with her other grandparents in the Oklahoma City area. She was explaining what it was like to go into a storm cellar. "We went into the storm cellar because a big tomato was coming."

When you put it like that, it takes some of the fear away doesn't it.

Speaking of the recent tornadoes, I would like to recommend a place for giving to the victims of the tornado in Joplin, MO. The Apostolic Faith Bible College in Baxter Springs, KS is taking donations to help those who lost their homes in this terrible storm. I recommend them.
This is the Bible College that Terry and I attended when we met in 1974. They will give 100% of the donations to the victims.

Mail to:

AFBC Joplin Tornado Donation
P. O. Box 110
Baxter Springs, KS 66713.

Terry and I will be welcoming our grandsons for a summer visit in June. They will join their little sister for a summer of fun...and work... at the Littau place. I lovingly call it "The Almosta Ponderosa Ranch". (7 1/2 acres isn't really a ranch.)

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Ponca City, Oklahoma

Last Saturday I had the pleasure of going to Ponca City, Oklahoma for the first annual event of Northern Oklahoma Literary Arts. The young woman who organized it is, Eyvonna Rains. She did a wonderful job. She is also an author. You will want to read her books. The event was so enjoyable.
It took place in the Marland Mansion. I just have to share the pictures of it.




I had the opportunity to meet a lot of author friends that I had "met" online through our author group on facebook. These people are so sweet. They are dedicated to the work that God has placed on their hearts. Many of them have been interviewed on this email newsletter.
It was a very good event.

On Monday, Terry and I went to Beaver, Oklahoma and spoke to the Friends of the Library group gathered there.

Denise Janko, the head librarian and also an author, welcomed us. She has written a darling children's book. (It is available at His Corner bookstore at the Community Worship Center in Perryton, TX) We had a great time. The ladies were so nice to us.

I love doing events with Terry. He is so fun to hang out with. For those of you who don't know, Terry did the audio voice for Luke's Legacy. If you purchased that book, you have a free download of the audio included in it on the very back page.

If you want Pre-made CDs, just let me know by sending me an email. It is $17 including shipping. The suggested retail is $27, but we never charge that much for it.

The thing about Terry's audio...I love it! His voice fits the tone of the book.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

The Wrong Side of the Tracks

Have you heard the saying, "They live on the wrong side of the tracks"? When I was a kid, I did. I didn't realize what that meant until I got to Jr. High School. I loved the little house Mama, Daddy, and I lived in, so I didn't understand what the problem was. It was one of the more inexpensive housing areas in our small town, but we kept it clean, updated, painted, and had a beautiful yard with pretty trees and roses. We didn't have a garage or carport, but we did always have a good car. Our neighbors took care of their homes also.

There weren't many children on my block so I played alone a lot unless we went to my sister's house and I played with my nephew who was 18 months older than I. It was exciting to play with my twin niece and nephew, too. I never let the words hurt me. I knew that Daddy took good care of us.

When Terry and I married, we bought a new 14' wide trailer house and moved it to a small trailer park on "the wrong side of the tracks" close to Mama and Daddy. It was one of the best parks in town. We loved our home. Eventually, we crossed the tracks and purchased a little rent house and put our trailer behind it. We rented out the house and stayed in our beautiful trailer.

A note about the trailer: It was beautiful. 1975 model Great Lakes home. It had a red...yes I said 'red'...shag carpet throughout. (except for #2 bedroom, bath, and kitchen) The vinyl flooring was off white. It had dark panelling on all walls but one. That wall was white panelling with two large black iron keys on red velvet background. Doesn't that sound sweet?

Our furniture and appliances were furnished when we purchased the trailer. We had red velvet sofa and arm chairs trimmed in black vinyl....pretty...

Really, it did look pretty good. We loved it.

Eventually, we did move into the rent house, then across town, and finally twenty years ago, we moved to the country where we love our life now.

A few weeks ago, Terry and I were sitting in church. Bro. Jeff Hinshaw made a remark that brought me right back to my raising. "We used to be the little church on the wrong side of the tracks. Now we aren't because there ARE NO TRACKS!"

No tracks? True. The tracks were taken up in the past few years. Our town's history is that there were a couple of established communities that picked up all the buildings, banks, homes, and moved the location of our town to the railroad. It is weird that the railroad left the town. They say there were reasons for the tracks being taken up. (structural and economic issues)

So now what do we do? The 'tracks' are still in our mind. I catch myself looking both ways in case the once a week train chose to come through. I am afraid the "wrong side of the tracks" mentality is still there. That is too bad. Some people were never given a chance in school because of that mind set.

Of course, we all have mind sets that are wrong. Sometimes we hold ourselves back. For example, I was a solid B student. I made a few A's but B was my mainstay. Because of this, I never felt that I could really do anything great with my life.

I was not brainy enough to be a doctor or nurse. (I beat myself up about this even though I know I have problems with the sight of blood. Ask my kids.They will tell you that even if the word 'blood' is said too much, I pass out.)

Being a lawyer took more brain power than I thought I possessed. I thought about being a teacher. (Actually, I did teach pre-school for a few years in a Christian school.) The money for college just couldn't be found.

After our boys were born, I knew I was doing what I was supposed to do. I was a Mama.

Writing became my passion, and those old 'tracks' showed up in my mind. "You aren't smart enough to be an author." I remember that when my first book came out, I almost cried when Terry called me 'author-girl'. My face became hot. "I don't deserve to be called 'author'!", I thought.

Now, after 4 published books, I still struggle. I am getting used to the 'tracks' being gone. I still look for the 'train' once in a while, but not as much as I used to.

The purpose of all of this is for you to think about the 'tracks' you have in your mind. What is holding you back? Should it really be holding you back from doing something you know that God wants you to do? Step out. The train won't be coming. The tracks are gone.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Our Visit to Lake Victor, Texas

On last Thursday, April 28th Terry and I went to Lake Victor, Texas for a book event. If you don't know where that is, it is close to Austin. More specifically, it is between Lampasas and Burnet, TX. It is a beautiful place in the Hill Country of Texas.

I was invited to speak to the ladies of the Burnet County Extention Education Association Club. The women were so nice. They also invited my author friend from Fort Worth, TX, Laura Eckroat. While I spoke about writing Christian Historical/Western Fiction and my process, Laura spoke on the process of writing children's books. Laura won the North Texas Book Award for Children's Books in 2010 for "The Life of Bud". The picture is of us hanging around on the Live Oak Tree at the front of the building we met in.







I tell you what, if I had that tree in my yard...I would live in it.

Terry stuck around at my request and enjoyed visiting with all the women present. There were around fifty in attendance. Most all of them purchased books. This was such a blessing for Laura and I. Thank you so much, Susan Tiemann, for the invitation. We are looking forward to returning.

Besides going to the book event, Terry and I were blessed to visit our mid-kid and his wife. Marlin and April. It had been a long time since we had been down to see them. It is 500 miles from our home.

We were also blessed to have dinner with my niece and her husband, Diane and Christopher. Their daughter, Haley, my great-niece, was also there. We ate at Marble Falls at Russos. Our table was on the deck overlooking the river. What a beautiful sight.

We also met Marlin's boss at Capstone Comics in Round Rock, TX. That is a super nice store. Everything is very well organized.Of course, Marlin is the manager.

Book number 4 is getting so close. When we got home the sample proofs were in the mail. I had to shift around some of the paragraphs to make things line up properly. I took a day to work on this and resubmitted it. The next proof will be in soon and I will check to see if they meet expectations. I have to tell you, the book really looks good. It is the same size as Luke's Legacy and Elk's Resolve. The print is a 12 point font which is the same as Elk's Resolve. It is larger than the words in Nan's Journey. Purchase price for The Eyes of a Stranger is $9 including s/h when you purchase from my website. http://elainelittau.com.
From Amazon, it will cost $10.45 plus s/h.

The ebook version made it through all the hoops so it is available for purchase at Barnes and Noble and Amazon and all ebook formats for $1.99.

Here is the book cover Jonna Feavel did for "The Eyes of a Stranger"
It looks so cool in person:




I will tell you a little about what "The Eyes of a Stranger" is about. Gertie is an eighteen-year-old girl who finds herself at the threshold of life. Rejected by her father and sent off to become a mail-order bride by her mother, she realizes that many options are open to her.
We met Gertie briefly in "Luke's Legacy" when she helped her fellow traveler, Sheriff Roy Miller, on the train in his care for baby Rose.

After finishing "Luke's Legacy", I couldn't get Gertie out of my mind. The story she shared with the sheriff begged to be built upon. It has been a pleasure to bring this character to life. I hope you enjoy this book as much as I did when I wrote it. It has the feel of "Nan's Journey", plus a little mystery.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Interview with Jonna Feavel

Some of the best experiences I have had since becoming an author is 'meeting' other authors on the internet. Darlene Shortridge, author of "Until Forever" (A very good Christian fiction book that I recommend) is one of the authors that I have spoken with on the telephone and messaged many times on facebook and in emails. We share the same publisher.


We were on the same schedule of publication when "Luke's Legacy" was being produced. One day, on our author group page on facebook, Darlene posted a treatment for a bookcover that her young daughter worked up for her. It was very good.
I asked Darlene if her daughter would take me as a client for my next book cover. Jonna graciously accepted the challenge with "The Eyes of a Stranger".

I have to tell all of you authors out there that Jonna is very kind to work with as well as being talented. It has been a pleasure doing business with her. I asked her for an interview and she agreed to do it. It sure helps this newsletter and blog to be more interesting when I have a good interview like this one. Be sure and tell her what you think of her work. Here is the interview:

Thank you for taking the time for this interview, Jonna. I have a few questions that I think my readers might ask if they were here.



1. We know that your name is Jonna Feavel. What is the name of your photography venture?

The name of my venture, or business is Photography by Jonna. Very original, right?

2. Now we need that website address.
The website address is http://www.wix.com/photographybyjonna/photo


3. When did you develop an interest in professional photography?

I first developed an interest in photography when I was very young. I've been taking pictures for about as long as I can remember. I really started becoming professionally interested in it when I was about 13. Ever since then, my mind never stops churning with great ideas!
4. Have you received any recognition for your efforts?

I've had several pictures that were featured in the yearbook at my high school, and lately I've been presented with great opportunities to publish my work.


5. What are some of the exciting things happening with your presently?

Well, I just finished a book cover for Elaine, which was very exciting! Right now, i'm really just trying to get my business out there.


6. In the process of developing a bookcover, what steps get you to the final product?

The first step is getting to know the author and what they are looking for in their book cover. I want it to be what they want.

Secondly, Brain storming! I think up ideas, and sketch them out on paper. Once I have some ideas laid out, I get to shooting. The best part about what I do, is that I do both photography and graphic design. Which makes it easier to get exactly what I'm looking for. After I get the shots I need, I start putting them together on the computer. After creating about 20 different book covers, I run them by the author, get some feedback. Then I alter the covers based on the feedback and there is the final product.


7. Your commercial photos on your website are striking. What kinds of photography work do you enjoy doing most?

I really enjoy commercial photography. It's a great challenge to create something intriguing and eye catching out of one simple product. I also love portrait photography. I like capturing someone's personality in their photos, and seeing their reaction when I show them the pictures. It brings a smile to my face.


8. Wedding photos can make or break the event's memories. Do you find those assignments stressful or fun?

Wedding photography is both stressful and fun. The most stressful part of the job, is knowing that this is a one day thing. As long as you're confident in what the bride and groom want, and in your photography skill, it's easy to overlook the stress.


9. What would be your dream job?
My dream job is owning my own Photography and Design business. Where I have the opportunity to combine my skills in both photography and design, and create a work of art.


10. What was the last song you sang at the top of your voice in your car?

I can't even remember. It seems like I never stop singing. It's normally just a mixed melody in my head that I can't get out.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Reformatting Myself, Too!

This week I have been working on getting "The Eyes of a Stranger" reformatted for both e books and printing. I had no idea the scope of the task.
I know just enough about computer work to get into it ok, but I can get bogged down really quick. I was blessed to have a link to a free e book that told me how to reformat my manuscript for smashwords. (You can go to their site and find it and copy it off your printer if you need it.)

Anyway, the document was 86 or 89 pages long. It takes you step by step through the process. Patience is the key. Hyperventilating is not recommended.

The first task of getting the manuscript cleaned up so that it can be used by all venues is to remove all previous formatting. I had to take off the spell check, the fancy fonts, hard returns, tabs, and anything else that my computer, in it's fancy version of Office Word, put in the document to make it look pretty.

Like I said, I know enough to get myself into trouble. I did a lot of work on the document and then I couldn't find the buttons I was supposed to push to get everything really 'clean'. After a few hours of working on this, I decided to drive to town and visit my sister. I needed to get away from the computer.

On the way to town I prayed. "Lord, open my eyes to see where those options are on my computer." I was able to have a nice visit with Geraldine and then I went home and took up the laptop to continue.

Miraculously, to me it was a miracle, after looking at the downloaded paper one more time, I saw the correct symbols and buttons on the top of the page that I was supposed to select . After that, even though it took me several more hours, the process worked.

I have to say here that smashwords does have a list of people that you can choose from for you to hire to reformat. I wanted to learn how to do it myself because I have a bunch more books that need to be published in the future.

In reading the instructions, the writer said that all of these things had to be stripped away so that smashwords can take a 'clean' file and put it through it's processes to format the manuscript into a dozen or more e reader formats so that the book can be used by all e readers. The book can go everywhere and be used by many more people!!!

Today, I was thinking about what that process was like. I seem to apply stuff to myself spiritually all the time.

When I come to Jesus to visit with Him, He doesn't want me to come with all my "fancy formatting" that I have done to myself.

All my 'self-righteousness' is like filthy rags to Him. When I thought about this, I cried out to God and asked Him to strip away all the 'goofy junk' I had added to myself and to replace it with the things He did for me at Calvary.

The pure joy I feel is beyond words. There is nothing I can add to His Sacrifice. And...you know what? Now he can distribute me around the world with His message of love and forgiveness.

Isn't that like God? He uses imperfect people like me, an earthen vessel, to carry His treasure (the message of the gospel of Christ Jesus). It is beyond words.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Sanctuary

“Lord prepare me to be a Sanctuary,


Pure and holy,

Tried and true.

With thanksgiving, I’ll be a living

Sanctuary for You.”



I was singing this song with the congregation of my church during worship on Sunday morning. Most of the time when I sing this song, I think about my body being the temple of the Holy Spirit. This is Scriptural. I felt that there is more to this song than meets the eye so today, Monday, I got out the faithful dictionary and looked up the word ‘sanctuary’.



Sanctuary- a holy place, as a building set aside for worship. 2. A place of refuge or protection; asylum, shelter.



All right, what does this mean to me? I began to ask the Lord what this meant to me. I have rejoiced for many years that God, the one and only God, chooses to dwell in me. I am humbled by this observation. I enjoy sweet fellowship with the Lord as He honors me with His Presence.



I have come to realize that many people hunger for a place of refuge. They go here and there looking for peace and security. They meditate and try to find something within themselves to calm the storms brewing inside them. They look for a shelter and protection.



While Jesus is the Sanctuary, He has called us to be His hands extended. In this, we are to not only house the Lord in our heart, but to provide a safe place for those who are tossed about in the harshness of this present world. In being a peaceful, content, and sheltering person, we are examples of the love of God. We are not to set ourselves up as the answer. No, we are only a sample of what God can do with a life. If we are no different than the people who are unsettled and harassed by the world, why would they want what we have?



Letting Jesus portray Himself in our lives provides a safe place for those who are troubled to find the peace we have found in the Lord. We become a sanctuary filled with the Presence of God and showing people how they can also have the “peace that passes understanding”. Jesus said, “Peace I leave with you. My peace I give unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” I thank God for this provision in our lives.



Elaine Littau, author of Christian historical/western books

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Introducing, "The Eyes of a Stranger" by Elaine Littau

"The Eyes of a Stranger, Gertie's Grace" is getting closer to production. This week a very talented young graphic designer took my ideas and developed several options for a bookcover. I am definately going to use her again. Her name is Jonna Feavel. (Contact me via email if you want to get her to work for you.)


Here is the bookcover:


I will tell you a little about what "The Eyes of a Stranger" is about. Gertie is an eighteen-year-old girl who finds herself at the threshold of life. Rejected by her father and sent off to become a mail-order bride by her mother, she realizes that many options are open to her.

We met Gertie briefly in "Luke's Legacy" when she helped her fellow traveler, Sheriff Roy Miller, on the train in his care for baby Rose.

After finishing "Luke's Legacy", I couldn't get Gertie out of my mind. The story she shared with the sheriff begged to be built upon. It has been a pleasure to bring this character to life. I hope you enjoy this book as much as I did when I wrote it. It has the feel of "Nan's Journey", plus a little mystery.

Now, I would like to introduce you to Terri Burnell. She writes wonderful children's books.
1. What is your name and the title of your book(s)?

Terri Burnell



Garden of Eden





2. What is one thing you think your readers would like to know about you?

My goal is to write children's Christian books that spark a child's imagination while teaching them historical, cultural, and scriptural facts.

3. When did you know that you wanted to become a writer?
About three years ago, my son Andrew loved to read The Magic Tree House books. At that time, Andrew was 8 years old. After reading one of the Magic Tree House books with Andrew, I realized the reason children love these stories so much is because they are taken to a magical place where they can experience the adventures first hand. It gave me the idea to write a book based on a biblical story in which the main characters could actually go back in time to experience what it would be like to have lived at that time.
4. What are your hobbies?
I enjoy scrapbooking, playing games with my family, line dancing, and attempting to sing Karaoke.
5. Are you a reader
Yes, but much more now than in my younger years. I love to read Christian inspirational books.
6. What are you reading right now?
Heaven is for Real by Todd Burpo and the "Answers" magazine.
7. Do you have another book that you are working on and hasn't been submitted for publication? Tell about it.
Yes, I'm working on my second book titled Joseph, The Loyal Servant. This book takes place in ancient Egypt about 1725BC. The children go back in time to experience what it was like to travel in a camel caravan across the desert, learn the culture and customs of ancient Egyptian life, and witness Joseph being sold into slavery, and then later, through his faithfulness to God, see how Joseph is restored and uplifted to be the second in command over all of Egypt.
8. What are your biggest obstacles to writing and how do you overcome them?
My goal is to be as accurate as possible with scientific, historical, and biblical facts. I need to accumulate a lot of data to be accurate. Sometimes the resources may not be in agreement concerning certain details. As always, the Bible is first and foremost my most valuable, infallible resource. When other online sources or reference books don't agree, I continue to search for more resources to obtain the most accurate information possible. This can be time consuming, but necessary.
For the book I'm writing now, Joseph, The Loyal Servant, I've needed to research more materials to obtain the historical and cultural data. For Garden of Eden, my only two resources were the Holy Bible and my own imagination. At times, I get writer's block. When this occurs I usually just stop writing and come back to it another time.
Before writing, I pray that God will give me guidance, and that my story will bring honor to Him.
9. Please put a description of each of your books here. (back matter is ok)
Garden of Eden is a delightful story that will open a child's mind to explore the amazing possibilities of God's truth. Beth, an angel of God, takes brother and sister, Andrew and Shelby, back to the Garden of Eden to experience firsthand the new earth just ten days after creation.

Garden of Eden brings this well-known Bible story to life through imagination. Join the adventure as Andrew and Shelby make friends with the animals, explore the wonders of the garden, and discover the plan God has for all of his children. Along the way they will learn valuable lessons that can be carried with them, even after returning home.
10. How can readers contact you or purchase your books? Please put your website or blog here.
My personal email is: mag440ptas@peoplepc.com and the book website is: http://www.gardenofedenbookseries.com/
As you know, I gave away a Kindle on April 1st. The winner was Melissa Kidd from IL. Congratulations Melissa.

The author's group I belong to got a few of us together to give away another Kindle on May 15, 2011 so it is not too late to get in on the drawing. To get in on it you have a choice to either set up an event for me or purchase 1 or more of my books. It counts if you want to pre-order "The Eyes of a Stranger" for $9 including s/h.
Last week I shared some exciting news. Book #5 - The Eyes of a Stranger (formerly known as Gertie's Grace) will be coming out this spring/summer.

#4 - Timothy's Home will be a few months later. It is #4 because it is in the Nan's Heritage Series. #5 is loosely conected with the story line. If you would like a sample of a rough draft of The Eyes of a Stranger, go to my website by clicking here to take a look at the first few chapters.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Update on painting the bathtub

It is Feb 24, 2011

This is an update about how the painted bathtub held up. It has just now started to chip a little. I think that is pretty good for being on there for 2 1/2 years. We need to touch up again, but it is so much better than the pitted mess it was. Actually, Terry admitted to having put drain cleaner in the tub when we first moved in. The finish was really pitted and messed up. it still is so much better.

Here is one of the original posts. If you want to read about the whole bathtub painting saga, just put bathtub painting in the search of my blog:

Monday, August 11, 2008The Bathtub is PAINTED!!!


When we began the bathtub painting saga, I didn't know it would take us this long to actually get it done, but now it is finished!!! yeah!



It isn't that the process takes so long. No, just the bathtub painters take a long time to do the work. Mind you, we are not talking professionals...Not even semi-pros. Week end warriors is even a stretch. (mostly because most weekends we don't work on the house or even like to) We are do-it-yourselfers-'cause-it's-supposed to be cheapers. (Is that the correct term?)



We were due to be out of the house for a week and Terry figured that it would be a perfect time to put the last coats on the bathtub. (Refer to an earlier post if you don't know the first part of this story.) The curing process takes three days and Terry would rather die than take a bath upstairs where there is no shower. Thus, the perfect timing being while we were away.



I do have to say IT LOOKS GREAT! Oh man, it started out pitted by acid and wear and tear. Now it is smooth and easy to clean. It is so shiny. I picked up a kit from Home Depot for bathtub painting similar to the first one we got only this one was much better. It had the special gloves, cleaner, steel wool, and was premixed! All we had to do was clean the tub as per the directions, tape off the tub surround and fixtures and spray. There were fumes, but it wasn't that bad. I am so proud of my pretty tub. The name of the tub paint kit is:Homax Tough Tile Tub Tile Sink Refinishing Kit.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

How Does My Background Influence My Books?

I enjoy reading and writing Christian Western/Historical Fiction. In my heart I believe the reason for this is that my parents were born in the early 1900's. They and their parents lived much in the 'old timey' way. In fact, my mother and daddy both moved with their families in wagons from one state to another.

My Dad used to tell the story of being a toddler who fell asleep on the end of the wagon. He rolled into the soft tall grass and woke up just in time to see the top of the wagon disappearing over the rise in the ground. He cried and toddled until he caught up with his family.

I grew up with those kinds of stories. My imagination went wild when I was told different events that happened to friends and family. We also watched many television Westerns. That was also instrumental in the stories I write.

One day, I asked my elderly mother to tell me what a typical day was like for her or her mother when she was a child. The list of chores before school was astounding. People in those days had little or no idle time. I like to tell a little about the mundane chores and how they were so much of the daily life of people in those days. The act of priming the water pump or peeling potatoes or gathering eggs find their way within the pages of my books. I think it gives them a homey feeling.

I also love the books of Grace Livingston Hill and Hilda Stahl. The situations the characters found theirselves in were so entertaining. My mother loved for me to read these books aloud to her through the summer. It helped me with my reading skills and provided a great activity that we enjoyed together.

I hope the books I write resonate with readers. Every one of them have a piece of my heart in them.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Meet Elaine Fields Smith interviewed by Elaine Littau

Last week Terry and I had a lot of fun recording Luke's Legacy's audio version. It should be ready for purchase or download in a month or two.
In case you didn't realize, there is free audio download instructions on the very last page of Elk's Resolve and Luke's Legacy. That is a great value.
Be sure to get your copy. You guys have been very suportive and encouraging to both of us.
I want you to read the interview I did with Elaine Smith.

1. What is your name and the title of your book(s)?
"Ridin' Around - Taillights in Chrome, 8-Tracks on Wheels" and ebook "The Perfect Place?"
2. What is one thing you think your readers would like to know about you?
That I'm a real person. Down to earth, not fancified-just a regluar gal.
3. When did you know that you wanted to become a writer? Years ago. Just within the past three years has there been time, inclination and available brain cells to devote to writing.
4. What are your strong points in your writing style or methods?
Humor and description

5. Are you a reader? yes

6. What are you reading right now?
Shiny Water by Anna Salter
7. Do you have another book that you are working on and hasn't been submitted for publication?
Tell about it. A story based on a true crime where a small town young man was caught in a whirlwind of drugs and money and faced with making "The Wrong Move" which may adversely affect his life, as well as others' lives.Crimes such as murder, kidnapping and mutilation are horrific. Making "The Wrong Move" can be deadly.

8. What are your biggest obstacles to writing and how do you overcome them?
Finding quiet in my home and my mind. Yoga and meditation help tremendously. A walk with the dog also allows me time with myself; my thoughts are more easily sorted and prioritized.
9. Please put a description of each of your books here.
Ridin' Around:

Through the stories of the hilarious escapades—and sometimes heartbreaking experiences—of a group of college-age friends, Ridin' Around: Taillights in Chrome, 8-Tracks on Wheels will take you back to the world of small-town America in 1980. The music, the cars, and all the pleasures of a simpler time—like Saturday nights spent just cruising up and down “the drag”—are the backdrop to this funny and nostalgic story of guys and gals living it up. Hang on and ride along for the pranks, the brushes with the law, and the zany adventures!

Author Elaine Fields Smith, drawing on real-life experiences, vividly captures the joy and the pain of young adulthood…and how the friendships that help us get through it can last a lifetime.


The Perfect Place?

Come to a Spiritual Place Where Endless Knowledge Can Be Acquired Just By Being There. The Perfect Place is a supernatural plane of existence where knowledge is literally in the air. The place truly seems perfect—with no evil or need—only the pursuit of learning. What question would you ask Plato given the chance? Could one find the answer to a crucial inquiry from the sage words of Benjamin Franklin? What would Dr. Seuss say about the 21 century? Would Alexander Graham Bell like cell phone texting? Katie and her three spirit guides enthusiastically explore this Perfect Place of Knowledge. They encounter important and obscure historical figures in their search for answers. Actually talking with legendary people is a wonder Katie is amazed to experience. The spirit companions—loved ones from Katie's own past—have extraordinary powers, whisking her through a supernatural portal to experience the Place of Knowledge. But time is running out for the Place due to the flaw Katie has stumbled upon. Only one person or spirit will be chosen to determine the fate of the Perfect Place. Who will it be? Take an inspirational journey to an amazing place—a Perfect Place. Or is it?

10. How can readers contact you or purchase your books? Please put your website or blog here.www.blazingstarbooks.com

Found on

http://elainelittau.com/

Book discussion questions for both book clubs and home school/schoole age children are available for free at my website.

For new chapters

"Between the Books" go to http://elainelittau.com/ and click on the tab.
I plan to write a new chapter per week (If possible)
First Chapter of Nan's Journey (free)

First 6 Chapters of book #5 (rough copy) Gertie's Grace (Renamed: "The Eyes of a Stranger")

I have a few open dates if you would like to contact me to set something up.

http://elainelittau.com

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Interview with Carol Schultz, author of In The Trenches- Financial Survival During Times of Hardship

January 2011


Can you believe that it is already January? If you are like me, you have been looking over the past year and evaluating the things you have done. No matter how careful you are, some things just are not productive. I know that I have done my share of wasting time on the internet "marketing" my books. Although some of it was real marketing, I did lose track of time.

I know there are a few things that I plan to manage better this year. Have you made any decisions along these lines?

1- Manage my time better.

2-Manage my money better.

3-Manage my business things better.

4- Manage my house better.

In the "time" section I have on the top of my list to spend more time with the Lord. Next to put my family and friends above the other time stealers.

As far as money management goes, I plan to re-read the book featured here this week. The author has become a great friend to me. I want you to read this interview I did with Carol Schultz.

1. What is your name and the title of your book(s)? In The Trenches – Financial Survival During Times of Hardship by Carol Schultz.

2. What is one thing you think your readers would like to know about you? In the 80’s I had a nice home, good job, and everything seemed to be moving in the direction of being able to fulfill the American Dream. My father became terminally ill and in the process of trying to take care of him I left my job and ultimately we lost everything. Our family ended up in an uninhabitable home with no running water, heating system, or money. Day after day we had the challenge of how to pull things back together from this place and I constantly cried out to God. “Why?” “Why have You allowed this to happen to me?” He showed me that what had happened to me personally would come upon the nation within my lifetime. As I learned those things I needed to experience I would then be able to share them with others when the time was right.

I began writing In The Trenches in 2002. The first draft set in a drawer for a couple years and periodically I would pull it out and refine and add to the manuscript. The book was written for the chronically low income or those who had recently gone through financial difficulty brought on by job loss, floods, divorce, illness, or over extending their debt. In a visit to my doctor’s office I found a children’s book and liked the illustrations and found that the illustrator lived only 30 minutes away from me. I contacted Cindy and discussed the project with her and her drawings are now part of the book.

Again the book sat. I submitted to a few publishers and was turned down and told that personal finances was not a good selling subject. I turned to self-publishing options but many charged more than I could afford. In the beginning of 2009 I was chomping at the bit and asking the Lord “Now?, Now?” Step by step I was able to finally bring the manuscript into book form and it was published by Createspace.com in October 2009. Of course, in 2009 the personal financial books and blogs began to dominate the market as people began to tighten their belts, pay down debts, and embrace the frugal lifestyle.

The time is now for In The Trenches and the need is so great that I am indeed thankful for the many others who participate in providing specific advice, blogs, and books. Some initially believed that the economic crisis would be over quickly but I have always thought it would take five years from the time we hit the low point. Once we are able to recover from this I believe the next challenge will be that the Social Security system will be insolvent or greatly reduced. Many have made no other plans for retirement and have had large amounts of their funds wiped out in the Wall Street dip.

The good news is that we have the opportunity to rebuild the nations economy one family at a time. Gone is the false charade of wealth brought on by credit-based consumerism. There is a verse that talks about the house on the sand and the house on the rock. The population has just seen what building on the sand will do and we now have the opportunity to build on strong Biblical based principles. Christians and nonChristians alike will benefit from the process. It is a difficult and exciting time we live in.

3. When did you know that you wanted to become a writer? I never specifically decided I wanted to be a writer. I just write all the time. My jobs have had much opportunity to develop skills in procedural documentation and I have always maintained my spiral notebooks where I have written my own thoughts, plans, and goals daily. Writing helps me to practice what I want to say.

4. What are your strong points in your writing style or methods? Simplifying complex subjects.

5. Are you a reader? I have read much since I was a child. It seems to be in our family gene pool because all the members of my family have loved our books and loved discussing what we have learned.

6. What are you reading right now? I am reading some finance books and mostly my granddaughters collection of scholastic books which cover subjects such as the holocaust, biography of Rosa Parks, and the queens who were beheaded after king Henry VIII.

7. Do you have another book that you are working on and haven’t been submitted for publication? Tell about it. I have another book percolating in my head but am keeping very busy with In The Trenches and the blog so don’t know when I will actually sit down and start a new project.

8. What are your biggest obstacles to writing and how do you overcome them? My biggest obstacle right now is this old slow computer that takes forever to get things done with. Right now I’m at the whining, complaining, and praying stage.

9. Please put a description of each of your books here. (back matter is ok) “Are you In The Trenches? Feeling like your financial future needs an overhaul or the choices of the past are now catching up with you? Have you lost your job, home, or relationship and it's time to start over? Or, do you just want some tips for how to record and budget your money more efficiently? In The Trenches, Financial Survival During Times of Hardship is for the millions of Americans that are starting over or just looking for a new way of doing things. The book contains stories, budgeting charts, and ideas…”

“This book is not about despair, it is about hope. It is about the sunshine and rainbows that come after the storms of life.”

10. How can readers contact you or purchase your books? Please put your website or blog here. The people for whom In The Trenches was written do not have the money to purchase the book. I am currently developing a marketing strategy to meet this need. I will use the blog and facebook to keep people up to date. I seek the Lord’s leading in these things each day. I am merely planting the seed, it will be up to Him to make it grow. The blog address is http://inthetrenches2009.blogspot.comor you may write to me directly at inthetrenches@live.com












Today's Wild Card author is:





and the book:



100 Ways to Simplify Your Life

Publisher: FaithWords; Lrg edition (November 12, 2008)



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:




JOYCE MEYER is one of the world's leading practical Bible teachers. A #1 New York Times bestselling author, she has written more than seventy inspirational books, including The Confident Woman, Look Great, Feel Great, and the entire Battlefield of the Mindfamily of books. She has also released thousands of audio teachings as well as a complete video library. Joyce's Enjoying Everyday Life® radio and television programs are broadcast around the world, and she travels extensively conducting conferences. Joyce and her husband, Dave, are the parents of four grown children and make their home in St. Louis, Missouri.



Visit the author's website.



Product Details:



List Price: $16.99

Paperback: 240 pages

Publisher: FaithWords; Lrg edition (November 12, 2008)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 0446509396

ISBN-13: 978-0446509398



AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:





Introduction



Everyone has them: those days where nothing seems to get done, except maybe what you’ve added to your already lengthy to-do list. Are you tired most of the time? Are you spent? Do you find yourself wish- ing for a better day—a simpler day? Too many things compete for your limited resources of attention, energy, and time. You may be suffocat- ing and not even know it. If you feel like this, you’re not alone.



Most people today live complicated lives that leave them frustrated and confused, weary and worn out. But I have good news: your life does not have to be that way. You can choose a life of simplicity, fruitfulness, fulfillment, peace, and joy. I want to warn you, however, unless you are determined not to, you will do what everyone else does. You will get sucked up in the system and spend your life wishing things were different, never realizing you are, in fact, the only one who can change things. Unless we are resolute and remain undaunted in our quest for simplicity, we are destined for complication and frustration.



I recall a time when I was complaining to God about my schedule being absolutely insane. How could anyone be expected to do all I had in front of me? Then the realization hit me that I was the one who made my schedule and nobody could change it but me. You can spend your lives wishing things were different, but wishing won’t change anything. Smart decision making and decisive action is what changes things. If you picked up this book looking for change, are you willing to make a decision and follow it up with action?



I wasted many years hoping life would change and things would calm down until I finally realized life itself doesn’t change; in fact, it has the potential to get worse. I understood my only real option was to change my approach to life. I had to say no to another day of rushing around and feeling frustrated. I didn’t want the doctor giving me another pre- scription to mask another symptom of the real problem—stress.



In my search for simplicity, I have come to believe life can never be simple unless I learn to approach all things simply. It is my attitude toward each event in life that determines how easy or complex each situation will be. Perhaps life is complicated because people are compli- cated. Is it possible that life is not complicated, but rather, individuals complicate life in the way they approach it?



I discovered it wasn’t really life or circumstances or other people as much as it was me that needed to change. My problem wasn’t the problem—I was the problem! When you spend your life in frustration trying to change the world and everyone in it, you fail to realize it could be you just need to change your approach to life. It can be very easy for someone to live an entire lifetime and never entertain the notion that the way they do things is the real problem.



Have you ever attempted to have friends over for what you initially intended to be a simple afternoon of food, fellowship, and fun, but somehow, it turned into a complicated nightmare? I remember those days vividly. I’d be at church on Sunday and, without much forethought, invite three couples over for the following Sunday to a barbecue. My initial thought was hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill, baked beans, potato chips, and iced tea. My motive was fellowship and fun, but by the time the guests arrived, I didn’t even want them there. Fun was not going to happen, at least not for me. Why? I turned my simple get- together into a nightmare of preparation, expensive food, and fourteen people instead of the original six. My complicated approach to life and my complicated thought process convinced me hot dogs and hamburg- ers weren’t nice enough so I bought steaks we could not afford. My potato chips turned into a huge bowl of homemade potato salad. The simple baked beans became four side dishes I labored over.



Insecure and wanting to impress everyone, I had to spend the week cleaning and getting everything in the house to the point where I thought it would be impressive. Of course, the lawn chairs were old, so I bought new ones. I got angry at Dave because I thought he wasn’t help- ing me enough, and by the time our friends arrived, I resented them, wished they hadn’t come, and had a miserable day of pretending to be the happy hostess when in reality I was frustrated and miserable.



I could not figure out why I wasn’t able to enjoy much of anything in life until God revealed to me I was killing my joy with complication. For years, I prayed God would change the people and circumstances around me when, in reality, He wanted to change me and my approach to life. He wanted me to simplify so, ultimately, He could be glorified.



Let me share with you 100 ways to approach living that can simplify your life and, in turn, release and increase your joy. I believe they will dramatically improve the quality of your everyday experience if you incorporate them into the way you do things. Jesus said He came so we might have and enjoy our life in abundance (see John 10:10). His prin- ciples are simple. Faith is simple! Trusting God is simple! A childlike approach to Him is simple! The plan of salvation is simple!



Jesus offers us a “new way of living,” and I believe it is a simple, yet powerful way that enables us to enjoy everyday life. Are you ready to simplify your life? Are you ready to say good-bye to the complexities you’ve allowed to take over? Let’s get started.





Do One Thing at a Time



The feeling of being hurried is not usually the result of living a full life and having no time. It is, on the contrary, born of a vague fear that we are wasting our life. When we do not do the one thing we ought to do, we have no time for anything elseówe are the busiest people in the world.



ÓERIC HOFFER






Looking away [from all that will distract] to Jesus, Who is the Leader and the Source of our faith [giving the first incentive for our belief] and is also its Finisher [bringing it to maturity and perfection].



—Hebrews 12:2




When we do things without truly focusing our minds on them, we immediately decrease our strength to do the work before us and do it well. By putting our hands to one thing and our mind to another, we divide the muscle behind our abilities and we make the task much more difficult. It’s like removing an egg yolk from the egg white—both can be used separately but the result isn’t as effective (or tasty) as it would be if we leave the egg whole. However, by directing all of our faculties to the one thing we are doing on a particular day, at that hour, at that moment, we find it much easier to do. The ability to concentrate and stay focused can only come from discipline.



The apostle Paul tells us in Philippians 4:6 to be anxious for nothing. Anxious people are always trying to live ahead of where they currently are. They spend today trying to figure out tomorrow and the result is the loss of simplicity. God expects us to trust Him with tomorrow just as He instructed the Israelites to do when they crossed the barren wil- derness, pressing toward the Promised Land.



Practice living one day at a time; give yourself—your thoughts, your conversation, your energies, every part of you—to the day at hand.





100 Ways to Simplify Your Life



1. Develop an ability to give yourself to what you are doing. You will sense an awareness enabling you to enjoy the current activity, instead of going through each day in a blur of activity and confusing thoughts which leave you drained and exhausted.



Do you fear you will not accomplish as much if you try to live this way? It’s true you may not do as much, but you will also enjoy what you do a whole lot more. One key to simplicity is realizing that quality is far superior to quantity.



The Blog Tour for "Nan's Journey" Begins July 23



It is time to play a Wild Card! Every now and then, a book that I have chosen to read is going to pop up as a FIRST Wild Card Tour. Get dealt into the game! (Just click the button!) Wild Card Tours feature an author and his/her book's FIRST chapter!

You never know when I might play a wild card on you!





Today's Wild Card author is:


and his/her book:


Nan's Journey

Tate Publishing & Enterprises (January 2, 2008)


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:


Littau is a life-long resident of Perryton, TX. She met husband, Terry at the Apostolic Faith Bible College in Baxter Springs, Kansas in 1974. They married March 1, 1975 and reside on a small acreage near Perryton where they enjoy spending time with their family and friends. They raised three sons and now have three daughters-in-law and four grandchildren added to their family. They also enjoy visiting with their extended family located in Perryton, Clear Lake, Laverne, and Amarillo.

Author Elaine Littau is a busy woman who by profession is the church secretary for Harvest Time First Assembly of God Church in Perryton. Among other things she has led women’s groups and taught preschool, and was a mentor for the M.O.P.S. (Mothers of Preschoolers) group in her community. She has been active in Toastmasters and enjoys painting, crafts, and playing piano and organ. She was recently appointed to the Campus Education Improvement Committee for Wright Elementary in Perryton. She belongs to Christian Storytellers and Faith Writers writing groups.

“Nan’s Journey” was written over the course of several years. “A salvation message is at the core of the book.” Littau says. “If it weren’t for the Lord, I wouldn’t have been able to do this. I truly enjoy meeting new people.”

Littau is currently working on two other books that are continuations of “Nan’s Journey.” Book signings and speaking engagements are currently set up for venues in Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Colorado, and Oregon.


Visit the author's website.

Product Details:

List Price: $12.99
Paperback: 188 pages
Publisher: Tate Publishing & Enterprises (January 2, 2008)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1602478325
ISBN-13: 978-1602478329

AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:


Chapter One

It was late. The moon had risen and the night symphony was in full force. Crickets chirped at their rivals, the frogs, and dominated the night chorus. Only one sound in the forest was foreign—a whimper from under the ferns. At the base of the largest pine in the woods was a small form crying, moaning, and whimpering. Black hair, matted and dirty, hung in long ropes down the front of the tiny girl. She had been in this spot for hours. At least that is what it felt like to her. Stretching, she cried out in pain. The blood-covered welts burst open to bleed again. Her back was wet with blood, and her dress was torn and useless.

Why had she dared to speak to the woman that she was obliged to call mother in that way? She knew that talking was not allowed from children before chores were finished. The accusations being made by “Ma” were totally false and she could not let Elmer take the blame for something she herself had forgotten to do. She shut her eyes tight against the memory, but it intruded anyway.


She had just gotten up to take the water off the stove to make up dishwater for the supper dishes. Ma had stepped outside the room to turn down her bed and prepare for sleep. When she reappeared in the kitchen, she realized that the wood supply next to the stove was low. Elmer was standing next to the table gathering the plates for washing. “Elmer, where is the wood you were supposed to bring up to the house?” Before he could answer, a hand had slapped him across his face. Getting back onto his feet and standing as tall as a five year old can stand, he looked her in the eye and said, “Ma, I was sick today, ‘member?”

“So, Elmer, you’re going to play up that headache trick again. Nan, didn’t your good for nothing Mama teach you people how to work, or are you just lazy?”

“Our Mama was good! Don’t you say mean things about her!” Nan yelled as her heart raced at the assault against her real Mama’s character.

“What about it, Elmer, are you like your weakling Mama or what?” Elmer’s eyes became very large and filled with tears. He could barely remember his real Mama, but when he did, he remembered soft kisses and sweet singing and a beautiful face. “I’m sorry; I’ll get the wood now.”

“No, Elmer, don’t. I promised you I’d do it today when your head was hurting, but I forgot. I’ll get it after I do these dishes.”

“Listen here, Nan, I’m the boss around here and Elmer will do what I say, when I say, and you will respect me.”

Nan’s eyes widened.

“Don’t look at me like that, little girl.”

Nan held her breath.

“Well, I guess you will be making a trip to the wood shed…with me!” Ma had grabbed her by the arm and jerked her along behind the shed. The strap was hanging there, waiting. Whippings were becoming more and more frequent. After Ma’s husband left, they had taken on a more cruel form. The last whipping was more like a beating. It took days for the marks to scab over and heal. Little Elmer had come in that night and brought some horse medicine from the barn and applied it to the oozing marks.

The next afternoon when the schoolteacher came over, Ma had already formulated a story. “Mrs. Dewey, we missed Nan and Elmer today at school. Are they sick?” Ma lied the first time in her life and said, “Well Miss Sergeant, since Mr. Dewey is going to be gone for another four weeks, I need more help around here to get things done. I’m holding the kids out until he gets back.” Week after week went by, and Mr. Dewey still hadn’t come home. Everyday Ma grew more and more angry. It became more and more impossible to please her. When she began hitting Elmer, it was too much. Nan had to do something— right or wrong; things couldn’t stay the way they were.

The coolness of the earth had settled into Nan’s bones. She stood silently for a minute and carefully crept up to the farmhouse. As she opened the door, she saw that Elmer was in the pallet at the foot of the stove next to her bedroll. Ma was asleep in her room. The door held open with a rock. Slowly she began peeling off the dress and the dried blood stuck to it. She reached for the old shirt she normally wore over her wounds and under her dress. She had washed it today. It had bloodstains on it, but it would keep her from ruining another dress. She retrieved the old work dress that she wore when chores were messier than usual; it was the only one left. She put it on swiftly and shook Elmer awake with her hand over his mouth. “Baby, we must leave. Do you understand? Stay quiet and I will get some stuff to take with us.”


She found large old handkerchief and began looking for food supplies. There was one sourdough biscuit and about a cup of cold brown beans. She located her tin cup and another rag. She would probably need that. Three matches were in the cup on the stove. She would just take two. Suddenly she heard a sound from Ma’s room. A scampering sound… just a rat. Ma turned over. Her breathing became deep and regular. For once Nan wished that Ma snored. She tied the handkerchief in a knot over the meager food supplies, grabbed their bedrolls, and slowly opened the door.

“Come on, Elmer. Can you carry this food? I’ll get your bedding. That’s a good boy. We must hurry!”



The cold air bit at their faces, but they walked bravely on.

“Elmer, we must go tonight so we can get as far away as we can before Ma wakes up and sees that we are gone.”

For the next half hour the pair walked in silence through the familiar woods past the graves on the hill. In one, a mother dearly loved, in another, an infant who had died the same day as his mother, and the third, a father that only Nan had memory of. Elmer was only two years old when Pa died in the logging accident. Nan snapped out of her reverie and urged Elmer on. Molasses, Pa’s good old workhorse, stood in the pasture. He skidded the logs Pa cut with his axe. His legs hadn’t healed quite right, but Mama hadn’t let Mr. Dewey kill him because he was all she had left of the husband of her youth. Molasses was a faithful friend to Nan and Elmer. He stood there and waited for them to mount him.

“Molasses, take us to…” Nan realized then that they had nowhere to go. Mrs. Dewey had said that they were ungrateful little imps who didn’t realize she and Mr. Dewey were taking care of them out of kindness, and they could easily be put into an orphanage. Nan didn’t know anything about orphanages except what Mrs. Dewey…uh, Ma had told her. “Molasses, just take us out of here.”

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Barnes & Noble Booksellers in Westminster CO

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