Nan's Heritage Series-Set in the 1800s- Book I, Nan's Journey-Book II, Elk's Resolve-Book III, Luke's Legacy- Book IV, The Eyes of a Stranger- Book V, Timothy's Home Rescued...A Series of Hope Book I, Some Happy Day - Book II, Capture the Wandering Heart- Book III, Walk Slowly Through the Dark Nashville Series set in 1974: Six Miles From Nashville
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
100 Ways to Simplify Your Life by Joyce Meyer
Monday, December 29, 2008
Progress Continues on "Elk's Resolve" the Sequel to "Nan's Journey"
"Elk's Resolve" is the continuation of the story begun in "Nan's Journey". The question of "What happened to the baby?" is answered and more issues are addressed. The main thought behind this book is dealing with depression, prejudice and demonic attack. Hopefully, the reader will be encouraged and uplifted after finishing the last page of this book.
I don't want to write for the sake of writing. I want to bring hope and help to people who read my stuff. I have been in prayer for everyone who reads these stories, praying that they will find the help they need through our Lord.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
"The Unseen"
We have all met people who are like the main character, Lucas, who is the “loner”. The places he frequents are also familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. Subways, elevator shafts, abandoned buildings, underground maintenance structures, and doors reading “authorized personnel only” are the playground of the characters of “The Unseen”. We have all wondered about those places especially since the television show, “Beauty and the Beast”, but this book takes the concept a few steps further into a place we all hope does not exist.
On second thought, I find it disturbing that I too am interested in people and the things they do along with most of America. The reality television shows are proof that I am not alone in this. I would never go to the extremes of the characters in this book, but it is ridiculous that I jump through some hoops to see “The Amazing Race.”
Elaine Littau
Author of “Nan’s Journey” and “Elk’s Resolve”
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Reflection of 2008
Sometimes I get bogged down with talking about the book and promoting, selling, and writing, that I forget how awesome it is that it is published. Man alive, IT IS PUBLISHED!!! If you know me, you know that I'm not all that...but God is! You may not believe in miracles, but I want to tell you, This has been a real life miracle!
2008 has been a year of discovering priorities. What is my platform? What am I trying to say? What is important to me? What will I spend my time on? What will I spend my money on?
Answers to these questions coming soon...I will have to chew on them a bit to put the right words to it.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Libraries and Prisons
There is a process for giving to prisons. You have to find someone connected to a ministry or service to a particular prison that is authorized to take a copy in to the library. If you are reading this and have access to this type of ministry, contact me. We will see about getting a copy into the prison or library you have in mind.
Right now I am in the middle of preparing the manuscript for "Elk's Resolve" for the audio process. It is exciting to see the sequel to "Nan's Journey" come along. It has made it through the first stage of the conceptual edits and now I am waiting for the next editing step. I should get some selections to choose from for the book cover soon. It is a fun process. I will keep you updated. Be sure to check in and not miss anything.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Winter
I drove into town the ten miles from where I live inching in at 40 mph. The wind was blowing so hard that visibility was terrible. I would have turned around if I could have seen a driveway to pull out on. After I arrived at the church where I work as a secretary, the wind continued and my pastor/boss suggested that I return home before I was stranded in town. I did a little work and the sun came out a little but the winds continued to howl. I made it home safe and sound and curled up next to my computer and looked over my book stuff.
I read a lot of emails and blogs that I got behind on and even joined Twitter. It looks like fun. Terry called and said that he was on his way home also. I was glad because this bitter weather is dangerous for truckers. I was relieved to see him safe at home. He actually read 128 emails that he got behind on. He has this thing about forwards...He doesn't really like them but he HAS to read them. (He like the extraordinary ones...just not all of them) He prefers to be personally contacted. All he wants is a short little sentence from his friends telling him what they are doing. (Sounds like Twitter doesn't it!!!)
I get so tickled at him because he struggles with the computer...especially my laptop. I have to help him find things that disappear on him or won't move or delete...That's OK because he is great at things I have not idea how to do. (I still consider him my hero after he fixed the drain on my kitchen sink on Monday morning.) I think that is why he lets his emails pile up. He feels dumb when he can't maneuver around like he wants to.
We watched The Biggest Loser and cheered on our pick for a winner the we watched a Hallmark movie and caught up of a DVD that he promised to watch. It was nice and peaceful here at Fort Littau. (That's what the boys' friends used to call our home place.) We caught up on each other. Sometimes we just sorta communicate in snippets because of work schedules and exhaustion. Terry falls asleep in his recliner when he finally gets through the door. We enjoyed talking and laughing while the countryside was plastered with snow.
Today all is calm and all is bright. The snow is not deep and probably won't last very long. It never does in our prairie country. The sky is bright blue/grey without any clouds. I will pick my way to work on a highway with patches of ice. We live in an area of light traffic or no traffic. I am grateful for that in this weather. Terry has been gone on the road for hours already. All is back to normal. I hope you have a great day today. God bless you.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Twitter???
Monday, December 8, 2008
What Do You Think? Seriously!
The reason for the abridgment is so that the cost would be lower than it was for "Nan's Journey". In comparison to book sales, I have sold 35 copies of the audio CDs vs 1107 books. I am torn about what to do.
What do you think? Seriously!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Annual Christmas Letter
I will name off the things that I might have included in it:
1. I would have voiced gratefulness to Almighty God for His tremendous blessings in our life together. (Terry and I)
2. I would have stated my appreciation and love to my friends and family. They are one of the biggest reasons I can make it through things that come up in my life.
3. I would have written a sentence or two about each son and his family. I am so proud of them. Those grandchildren are the absolute best! (2 boys and 2 girls)
4. I would have to tell about the joy of having a book published and how awesome it is to know that people are reading it. One of my great nieces told her mom that "Nan's Journey" is in the Jr. High library and is on the AR (Accelerated Reading) list for testing!!! She likes to tell the other kids that her auntie wrote it. I am happy that I can make her proud.
5. I would include a recent family photo for all to gasp at our beauty. (not really)
Even though I didn't send a Christmas letter, I try to send notes and emails here and there and express love to those I know. If you are reading this, I appreciate you.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!! AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Monday, December 1, 2008
Things are Moving Along
also
My editor returned my marked up copy of "Elk's Resolve" for my corrections. I have until Dec 15 to get it back to her. She was very thorough. I think she is just right for this book. The book cover designer will phone me tomorrow and discuss ideas for the cover of "Elk's Resolve". Things are really moving along.
Do you have any cool ideas for the book cover?
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Perryton Satellite Arts and Crafts Show
I am excited to see the people who came by my booth last year as well as new folks. I will have booklets to give away with the first chapter of my next book, "Elk's Resolve", including an order form for pre-orders of the new book and also for "Nan's Journey". I think I am better prepared to answer questions and I also have some hand-outs to give away. (bookmarks, speaker/author brochures, magnets, compasses for the children with my logo on them, the new booklets, and push cards) I will bring my laptop and have my book trailer going until the battery goes out...smile smile.
I have a special sale going on through Jan 2, the anniversary of the release of "Nan's Journey". Come by the booth and visit. Buy books for your friends and family for Christmas. Please consider leaving a review on Amazon.com or another book seller blog (Borders, Barnes & Noble, etc) for a free book. It helps to have a lot of reviews on a book seller site because people wonder what is up with a book that has people talking about it. If you can't do that, please tell people about my books. "The Shack" became a best seller because people talked about it and bought it. It was self-published by an unknown author, but God used people to promote it. It is an awesome book. (controversial, but awesome because even if you do not agree with the doctrine, it makes you think about what you really do believe.)
I hope to see you soon!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
"My Little Girl" by Tim McGraw & Tom Douglas
The illustrations by Julia Denos are colorful and whimsical. The animals are well done and I loved the wardrobe choices for the little girl. She truly looked like she picked out her own clothes. The rural setting was enjoyable and lended itself to more lovely illustrations. Even though it has been many years since I was a little girl, it made me miss my daddy. This book will find a place on my shelf for my granddaughters and their dads to share.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Mentors and Tormentors
Suppose you grew up in a home with a parent who perpetrated a lot of physical or mental pain.
As you endured each episode you determined within yourself that you would not treat another human in the same manner. Whether you stayed with your convictions that life would be different in your home after your became an adult or whether you followed the same destructive pattern, your abusive parent was your mentor as well as your tormentor.
Any thoughts?
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Review of "Through the Storm" by Lynne Spears
Mrs. Spears wrote about columnists who misrepresented her concern for her children as their careers took off. The tag “stage mom” was attached whenever decisions of the “powers that be” ran with ideas that were questionable for Brittany as a young teen. The book detailed how quickly things can spiral out of control. How does a parent help their adult child? Prayer is the only answer when the child is not willing to let you into their mess to help.
I found the background of this Louisiana family to be normal. It could have been the story of any of thousands of families across the United States. Many moms and dads spend endless hours taking their children to dance lessons, recitals, sporting events, and gymnastic. When children are excited about doing things like that, parents tend to facilitate progression into these things. How many parents of Olympians have spent hours travelling for their children’s dreams to be given a shot? I saw a lot of people I know in Lynne Spears’ story.
Elaine Littau author of “Nan’s Journey”
Go the Extra Mile
Back to the thought here, the statement is true isn't it. When we rush through and try to hurry the process up we end up going back to explain or fix something. How does this apply to you today? I know it applies to me in almost every area whether it be writing, proof reading, or home improvement.
My poor hubby had to re-sand our dining room because I wiped it down with a dust mop that I was certain was clean. It was not and the stain grabbed hold of the dirt and made a very ugly mess. Bless his heart, he is so patient with me. He grumbled a little, but his heart is pure gold and he stayed sweet about it. After the sanding he re stained it and it is fine. (He applied the first coat of finish last night and it looks great....pictures soon.)
How about going the extra mile in relationships? Terry does all the time. I attempt to but I struggle with impatience. I think I am going to chew on this quote by W. Dale Cramer for a while. It is a gold nugget of truth that will bring certain growth.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Thanksgiving
Like birthing a baby, getting a book published is only the beginning. There are responsibilities to the book that require care and attention for it to be successful. I have become more assertive and stronger in voice and confidence. The thought of speaking before a group is less intimidating with each event. Meeting store owners and customers at book signings has become a joy.
A lot of self-doubts threaten sanity at times encouraged by looks of astonishment from acquaintances who can hardly believe that I have the capacity to actually "write something". It has been amusing to watch the various reactions of people. I am blessed that a lot of them are encouraging. That helps soothe the bruises from the others.
If it weren't for the message that is within the covers I don't know that I would have the stamina for this. When a reader approaches me and shares with me the impact this simple story had on their life, it is all worth it. One lady that I have known for years phoned me. She was someone that I thought had it "all together". As she spoke about reading the book she began to cry. She said, "You wrote my story!" It showed me once again that we do not really know the pain behind another person's eyes. She was very grateful that I had written it. I am too.
I am thankful that God lead me to a Christian Publisher who took a risk with me. Every person on the team has been great and I am thankful for them too.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Marketing
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Stonecroft Women's Ministry
Flowers by Irene owner, "the friendly florist" of Dodge City, was there with a Christmas centerpiece presentation. She was inspiring in her creativity. If you are ever in Dodge City, go by her shop. She offers specialty cards, candles, gifts, and flowers. She really is a very friendly woman.
The attendees were gracious to me and welcomed me and my story with open arms. It is a pleasure to meet with a group like this. As I understand, there are chapters of Stonecroft Women's Ministries all over the USA. The specific ones I have heard of are in Denver,CO; Dallas, TX, & Oklahoma City, OK. This is a group for all women and is a very enjoyable event.
Thank you ladies!
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Schedule of Conceptual Editing of "Elk's Resolve'
I put the third book in a contest on Christianstoryteller.com. Hopefully it will get some recognition there. The fourth in the series is coming along nicely. I write when I am nervous or bored. Waiting for publishing makes me a little crazy even though it is fun. Please continue to pray for me as I try to follow Him with all my heart.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Do It Yourself Tip on Taking the "Popcorn" Off An Acoustical Ceiling
When the boys were little we built a tree-less tree house and built fence around a big garden area. We planted many trees. The boys helped me plant our orchard. (If we counted on those trees to provide sustenance for us we would be out of luck. I have harvested less than a bushel of fruit from them in all these years. smile)
We spent one summer vacation painting the 32 windows...ugh. Thank the Lord that we had new vinyl ones put in last year. (The bottom story of the house) We have done a lot of work outside and painted inside and are in the process of redoing the hardwood floors. (almost ready for the staining step...Maybe it will be done in 10 days.)
When we began the process of working on the floors I had Terry take a flat hoe and knock off the acoustic balls off the ceiling in the living room. At some point in the past...probably 30 years ago someone had painstakingly sprayed the ceilings in the house to modernize them. Terry and I even did it to one of our other houses. It looks great for quite some time, but after 30 years...the dirt just won't vacuum off anymore.
We scraped the ceilings of our kitchen and dining room in years previous, but I thought that maybe there was a better way to do it than to scrape it "dry". On the home improvement shows they usually show people spraying the ceiling with water and using a putty knife. The way we did it in the past left a nice texture behind. Using water in the way suggested on TV causes it to scrape off to a smooth finish. If that is the look you want then that is the way to do it. It takes a lot more time because you have to climb a ladder and use a putty knife and get the ceiling pretty wet.
I took the spray bottle and sprayed...I thought evenly, and Terry stood on the floor with the flat hoe and scraped. Where it was wetter it went smooth otherwise it left texture. It made sort of a pattern of texture and smooth, so it looks somewhat intentional. Yesterday I scraped the ceiling of the hallway...dry... I was much more satisfied with the look. In the dining room and kitchen we painted over the "left over" texture. The paint soaked in pretty much and flattened the texture even more, but it looks very nice. I have heard of diy people scraping the ceiling smooth and then applying texture. To me that seems like a redundant step when a dry scraping will leave a nice look. Try it. You will be able to see what you are left with for texture. If you don't like the look, then spray it down and scrape it clean.
I am looking forward to the finished product. Two walls will be medium chocolate brown with the other two a couple of shades down the color chip...a tan. I am doing the ceiling in a cream and using a overhead projector to project an over sized vine pattern on the tan wall which I will paint in the cream color. On the ceiling around the ceiling fan I am planning to project and paint a vine in the tan color...mmmm hopefully all will turn out well. I will post pictures so you can judge for yourself.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Do What You Can Do
Because of Terry's schedule we take these home improvements in bite-size pieces. We usually don't have more than a day and a half at a time to work. He is very hands on so I do what I can, but he has the muscles and energy to do the heavy work. Over the 17 years we have lived in our home, we have accomplished a lot but it has all been in these bite sized pieces.
Writing a book is much like doing home improvement at my house. Start planning, thinking, and writing. I can't sit and write a whole book in a day. I wouldn't want to. I enjoy the process of watching the story unfold. I do watch the story in my mind as I write it. The characters are very real to me. I see their faces and personalities when I write them. Honestly, it is very fun. Some days it is hard to get to the computer and write but I am always glad that I do. It may be a paragraph or a time line that I work on. I may jot notes on a pad about an event I want the character to go through, but the process has to keep moving so that the momentum is not lost.
Yesterday I was wallowing in self-pity about my mess at the house. I had gotten so frustrated that I didn't even make my bed or picked up my room. That is one place that has not been affected by the remodel. Then I looked at my car. I had moved a big plant from my sister's house to my house and dumped a lot of soil and leaves in my front seat. I missed my weekly car washing...everything was a mess. Of course the car is not part of the remodel. I decided that I was tired of letting the mess overtake every part of my life so I got out my vacuum and cleaned out the car. Then I got the water hose and hand washed the car and made it shine. I loaded the dishwasher and picked up the clutter in the few rooms that are not affected by the remodel. I feel so much better.
I learned that I must do what I can do...whether it is about writing a book, preparing a speech, marketing my books, contacting friends, cleaning my stuff, or working on my house. That is all I am responsible for. One day my house will be back to normal. I am looking forward to it, but I will enjoy my life no matter what.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
And The Work Goes On!
OUR FLOOR IS DONE!!!!
Terry put 7 coats of floor finish on the hardwood floor. He was sure that he could make it perfect, but perfection was not to be. It is still so pretty. With the furniture and everything back in the rooms, the imperfections don't show up so much.
Terry now is thinking about doing the floors in our main floor bedrooms. (one at a time) My recommendation is not to attempt too much unless you are taking vacation time to get it done. The process can drive you crazy!!!
The epic of refinishing the hardwood floor continued...yesterday. Is there anyone else who has taken as long as we have? Terry only gets every Sunday off and every other Monday off. Boy oh boy...we live 120 miles from the large lumber yards. Our local lumber yard does not carry rental equipment. The rental shop here has old and damaged stuff as far as floor sanders go sooooo... We went to a town 60 miles away to rent from a mid-sized lumber yard. We got the sander and found that the horror stories we have heard were exaggerated.
Terry decided that we would start with 60 grit paper instead of the roughest stuff. Our floor is in good condition so we didn't need the roughest. The floors look good. The next step is staining and then varnishing.
One tip I think is worth knowing: Do rent the edge sander or get rough grit for an oscillating sander if you have one. It takes at least 40 grit to cut through the residue on the edges. Don't let the largeness of the job intimidate you. If we can do it, you can too. I will let you know how the staining and varnishing go...stay tuned...this may take some time. Hopefully all will be back to normal by Thanksgiving. That is my hope!!! and Terry's semi-promise.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Rough Draft of Third Book Completed!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Hunger for God
I went to the big women's conference where the logistics limited the amount of prayer offered and I was dissapointed. The next day a young woman in my church was seeking God at the altar. Several women were kneeling in prayer with her. I stayed back in my seat. I don't really know why, but maybe it was laziness... who knows? One of the women in prayer looked up and motioned for me to join them. I am so glad I did.
Upon approaching the girl, I felt her hunger for God and it was infectious. I wanted more as I even prayed that God would answer her prayer. It reminded me of a group of mid-wives bringing forth a baby in birth.
The Power of God came in the midst of us all and I swear that it felt like my blood was burning. A wave of electricity flowed through all the women in prayer and especially the seeker. She had her answer. The Holy Spirit moved in a mighty way among us.
Since that night Jesus has been even more real to me than ever. I know that some people will think that all of this is emotionalism...if it is I don't care. I am an emotional person. I cry and laugh and get depressed and love with all my heart. Doesn't it stand to reason that God deals with me in an emotional way. I haven't had this much joy in my soul in a long time. My circumstances are exactly the same, but the Presence of God is still so close. I am so glad that He is available to anyone who asks and hungers for Him. The "table" is spread....eat up!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Mega Churches-Micro Churches
One statement she made really ministered to me where I am now. She said that the Body of Christ needs the daughters who ask questions and the mothers who find the answers although they are the busiest ones but also the grandmothers who have the time to nurture and do works of ministry. At this point in my life I am 52 years old. I am a grandmother who also is available to my children to answer questions they throw at me. I try very hard not to offer unsolicited advice... I am in two of the generations although I lean more to the grandmother one. I am not intimidated by my age. I still have a lot to offer. The Lord has placed a desire on my heart to write good books until I die.
Many wonderful things happened at the mega women's conference. The women were moved to come to the front for prayer. There were so many who responded that the prayer team was told to just touch each one of the ladies so that they could move back to their chairs and give room for the others. The logistics of the day demanded that sort of response, but my heart broke for the women who needed more care.
On the way home my friend and I discussed the tragedy of the women who needed more... more time at an altar with sisters engaged in urgent prayer until something broke in the spiritual realm. My soul was grieved. The next day was Sunday. I guess you could say that I attend a "micro" church. There were less than 70 people present. We had a special speaker for morning and evening services. The call for prayer came at a few minutes until noon. People responded and stayed at the altars until 1 p.m. The people were in need of breakthroughs in their lives and there was time and room at the altars to stay until the needs were met.
Sunday evening was especially poignant. Many came to the altar and stayed but I want to focus on two young women in particular. The evangelist asked one of my friends, a 82 year old retired minister lady, to come and pray with one of the women. It was a beautiful picture of the grandmother nurturing the mother. Others were praying with the other young woman who had been seeking a special touch from God for weeks. She had an insatiable hunger that was not met. I joined in the prayer for her as well as my 82 year old friend and the young woman she had "prayed through" with. When the second girl broke through to victory a shout of praise erupted from every one's lips. We hugged and cried and rejoiced. I loved the intimacy of praying together with my sisters.
There is a Scripture that says "do not despise small things". I think sometimes we get frustrated with our small churches. Of course we want them to grow and reach more people and not to become a small exclusive club, but we can attempt to keep the small church care and concern for one another no matter how large we grow. I wonder what would have happened at the mega church if the women who had desperate needs knelt down and the leaders asked everyone to lay hands on them and pray until they had a breakthrough. I think the rejoicing would ring out in every one's heart.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Gifts of Love
I cannot display it until my hardwood floors are done. I don't want to risk getting it dirty. It is too precious.
I "met" this friend through a Internet group of church secretaries. We have a lot in common and I treasure her friendship. I have another friend I "met" on the Internet. She is also an author. She is a sweet lady who is also a great writer. Her pen name is Anne Kimberly. Her book title is "Deep Well of Decision". It is a fantasy that is intriguing and you can purchase it on amazon.com. There are others I "met" on shelfari...an interesting woman from Spain and another from Australia on a blog tour.
The gift I received was wonderful, but the best gift is friendship. I am blessed!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Rainy Days
Fall is here and the rain is falling softly. I love it! Outdoor activities are stifled, but sometimes it is good to take time to ease up a bit and enjoy being at home. Last month I bought an antique clock that has to be wound up every seven days. The tick is mesmerizing and restful. It sounds like home.
What other sounds remind me of home? There is always the Sunday after church football game on television. Terry loves that. The sound of the dishwasher draining or otherwise doing its job is always welcome. Telephone calls from my sons and their families. I love to hear the sounds of their dear voices.
Blake Shelton's song "Home" is so beautiful. I urge you to listen to it if you haven't heard it yet. The musicality of it is mystical and the lyrics are touching. I love it. Give it a quick listen when you have time.
Let me urge you to try to enjoy the rainy days when they come and take the time to give yourself the treat of a great memory, a good conversation, or a postponed read from a good book. Happy rainy day!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
GPS
A nephew-in-law gave up completely after trying to give me directions to his house from another relative's house. Since it was late and dark to boot, I didn't argue the fact. (Does anyone else find it harder to find things after dark...even with good street lights???)
My brother-in-law from Oregon told Terry and I that he uses a GPS when he goes hunting so that he can detect the closest trail to his car when he gets his game. Since he tramps through the woods hither and yon, it is not always fastest to return by retracing his steps...interesting.
I think I want to get one that works for people when they are walking or riding a bike as well as when I am in the car. I saw one on QVC...should have gotten it!!! Oh well, I'll think about that tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day!
Monday, September 22, 2008
New Mexico Here I Come!
On Sunday I will be speaking at the First Assembly of God Church in Estancia, NM and enjoying a ladies luncheon following the services.
I cannot tell you how excited I am about these events. It is great to visit with people and see their "take" on "Nan's Journey". Hopefully some of the issues represented withing the pages have rung true to real life. I am very interested in what the readers have to say.
If you are in the area, please stop by and visit. I would like to meet you.
One note of interest.... the second book in the series already has 82 people signed up for copies as soon as I get them. (about 3 months before the release date) If you have not emailed me or left a comment requesting one or more, please do it. I don't want you to have to wait to see..."What happened to the other baby?"
Smile smile
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Famlies
We invited Viola and Anna Mae, Terry's sister, over to meet Arthur Hoch, the cousin. I find it sad that families drift apart because of life's circumstances. Grandfather Hoch died about 88 or so years ago. After Grandmother Hoch met and Married her second husband, Grandfather Peters, the family lost touch. Viola and Anna Mae, Terry and his brother Daniel all enjoyed filling in the blanks and getting acquainted.
It makes me think...It takes a lot of effort to stay connected with family. My sons do not know some of their cousins. We have a generation shift thing going on. My cousins are twenty years older than me...so and my brothers and sisters too so... my nieces and nephews are my age so... they are not the typical cousins for my boys. They had already moved to the corners of the world when my kids came along. My sons do know some of their cousin's kids...and time goes on and people move and lose touch. Many times the only times we see extended family is at funerals or the rare family reunion.
I try to keep in contact with nieces and nephews with MySpace and Facebook. It takes time but it is worth it. Of course I love to see them face to face and I try to do that when I can. Christmas cards are still important for me to send. I want family to know that they are important to me. I do not want to lose touch!
Monday, September 15, 2008
Book Signings,Day Off, Dentist Visit, & Hardwood Floor Patching!
anyway... bottles of pain pills and antibiotics later...
Saturday...
2 book signings...one in Amarillo from 2-4 p.m. and one in Canyon from 6-8 p.m....
I have to say this about book signings... People who talk with you are very nice. I truly enjoy the interaction...It is the other folks that make you second guess yourself...
It reminds me of having a bake sale...people who do not want to feel guilty about buying your product try to occupy themselves fumbling with purses etc... or making a quick turn avoiding eye contact. That leaves me there...avoiding eye contact sort of... but checking to see if there is a glimmer of interest. At the very least...it is an interesting dynamic.
Today I am back home with my hubby. My jaw still hurts but it is nice to kick back and drink coffee (ever so carefully) and watch him in the dining room...trying to get everything together business wise. This is his day off and a lot of the things he doesn't have time to do during the two weeks he is not home during business hours have to be caught up with. After those things are nailed down...he will begin literally nailing down the new hardwood we purchased to patch our dining room floor. A few weeks ago he tore out the old stuff across a third of the dining room because through the years there was water damage and shrinkage and cracking. We are both excited to get the process going. The epic continues!!!
Monday, September 8, 2008
I Bought a Monster!
I unpacked it. Searched and searched for the instruction manual. I finally found it and it is pretty straightforward on set up. I thought stuff would come up or off a little faster, but I realized that on the commercial they did use a rag to wipe as the dirt was loosened. The steam cleans wonderfully, but be prepared to move VERRRY SLOOOWLLY for hard water deposits! The cleaning solution has very little fragrance if any. I like that.
It did great on my kitchen floor. I have a white stripe of linoleum around the edge of my black linoleum tile. It has texture and is impossible to clean. The back door has only the white stuff back there. Let me tell you... The steamer got it all!!!! That part was as fast as it shows on TV. It did it as fast as damp mopping!!! Yea!!!
I used it on my cream colored area rug that was stained badly. It came pretty clean. I did have to spot clean the worst part. I am pleased with the result. Terry will be working on the grill this evening probably. I'll let you know how it turns out.
Sometimes I think I buy this stuff to make my house look instantly like I have a daily housekeeper. I used to work very hard to make it look that way, but since I started writing on my books consistently, I have to prioritize. The house is clean, but not exactly white glove clean.
If you have looked at this thing and been tempted to buy it, I think it works. BUT...REMEMBER YOU ARE ON THE OTHER END OF THE STEAMER...YOU WILL BE WORKING TOO.
I'll get back to you on this in a few....
Terry's Opinion of the "Moster Steamer"
Terry's Opinion of the "Moster Steamer" Terry tried the steamer on the grill...IT WORKED!!!
Friday, September 5, 2008
Reputation
I think it speaks well of John that he was the same person with the same characteristics to everyone who knew him. People he went through school with or who served with him on the police force or in the maintenance department of the city, every niece and nephew (no matter which side of the family) said the same things about him. He was the same teasing, funny, and caring man to everyone.
As I sat there I wondered about the perception people have of me. Am I the same to everyone? Of course, you are closer to some people than others because people have differing degrees of openness, but for those who allow you to know them...I want to be the same person. Does that make sense? In a way I felt sort of possessive of him. He was MY brother-in-law! He joked with me! Upon listening to the eight or so people speak of him in the service, I rejoiced that he did allow everyone the opportunity to know him.
Anna Mae will have challenges living without her dear husband. Please keep her in your prayers. She will make it through with the help of our Lord and her friends and family. One thing is certain, she has no doubt about her husband's reputation. He was a great man.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Oh Death, Where is Your Sting?
January of 2007 John had a near fatal heart attack. He told about his experience to everyone who came close to him. He was shy in front of people he didn't know, but after his heart attack he had boldness to tell even a church full of people about his experience. It still scared him but he had to declare the mercy of God. The last time we spoke he told me part of it again.
He said that his heart stopped beating. He found himself at a door and walked through it. On the other side of the door was a terrible desolate feeling. "Desolate" was the word and he could barely speak it. Tears sprang to his eyes as he told me. He felt panicked and alone. A force was drawing him deeper into this place and he knew there was more horrors beyond. He screamed, "Help me Jesus!" A hand grabbed him from behind and pulled him through the door. He was back in his hospital room. He began praying in his bed saying, "Lord, I don't deserve another chance."
He saw many things during his hospital stays. He saw an angel in the corner of the room and other things that comforted him. He felt bad because he waited so long to come to God. He probably told more people about Jesus in the last year and a half than many people do in a lifetime. He never forgot the mercy of God.
One of the things he stressed when he spoke publicly and privately was the "levels of prayer". He came to realize that every prayer prayed was not of the same intensity. The first level is surface. That would include prayers by rote. The second is prayers that are a little more personal, and the third level is fervent and urgent. John stressed that we need to be more serious and urgent when we pray. Those prayers are of utmost importance.
The last few months John was in a lot of pain. Now he is not. He is in the Presence of the One he found those months ago. The One who literally rescued him from the pit. He was a wonderful man and an example of all who have made the decision to follow Jesus. I want to fearlessly proclaim the gospel of Jesus like John did. He was an inspiration to me and we will all miss him.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Depression
1. In what way have you been impacted by depression?
2. What things helped you overcome it?
3. Are there indications that a person feels when a bout is coming on?4. Do you have any other information or thoughts on this subject?
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
So Near
Just then I checked my rear-view mirror and the words etched in the mirror stood out to me. "Objects are closer than they appear" or something similar to that.
My mind raced. God is closer than He seems most of the time. When the Lord is near you can touch Him and feel His closeness. You can speak in delicious whispers. You can hear the heartbeat of God at these times.
I especially love the times when I can almost feel His breath on my face. Those times remind me of days gone by when my sons were little and we lay in bed talking and dreaming about the future. They had big dreams and I had big dreams for them. Terry and I also love to talk quietly before we go to sleep. It is a precious closeness that is so dear. I enjoy whispering into God's ear and feeling Him so very near to me.
Near
Far
Near is much better!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Wheatheart of the Nation Celebration and Pioneer Fun at the Museum of the Plains
I am impressed with the size of our museum. There are a number of buildings and exhibit halls. My book table was in front of the "General Store" building. Thankfully, it had an ample porch that provided shade all day. I truly enjoyed visiting with the people who stopped by to look over the general store exhibit and my book, "Nan's Journey". I had a drawing for a free book at the end of the day.
The winner of the drawing/free copy of "Nan's Journey" is Vanessa Lester. I will be mailing it on Tuesday of this week. Congratulations Vanessa!
I gave away a ton of toy compasses with the "Nan's Journey" logo on them to the children. They seemed to really enjoy getting something for free! Another freebie I gave away was a folder with the first chapter of "Elk's Resolve", the second book in the Heritage Series. I gave around 60 of those away. There is an order form for "Nan's Journey" and the first batch of pre-released copies of "Elk's Resolve" in the folder. If you are reading this and wish to order either of these books, leave a private message in the guestbook.
I could hardly believe that after living here all my life, there were so many people I didn't know. We are a small town... Oh well, I did get the opportunity to meet a number of them and everyone was very kind. That is one of the perks to living in a small town, right!
The museum had a hamburger feed, local singers and a great band. There were a dozen or so vendors selling jewelry, metal work, balloons, face painting, etc. Bouncing games for the children were a hit as well as a cow milking contest. My personal favorite was the team of large work horses and wagon rides for everyone. If you missed it this year, make plans to come next year.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Small Potatoes
Since I got the books in my hands we have sold 865 copies! Now, you say, that is really small potatoes! ....yes, but that is over 1000 people who have read it. People pass books around and that makes me happy! Yes, happy... If they like the book, they will look for the next and maybe in the future they will buy one.
I am counting down to 1000 copies sold.
We lack 135 for this short-term goal.
It is possible! One month we sold 120 copies!!! yea! Thank you!!!
Keep a watch on this blog and see how we are doing. You can buy copies from this site or amazon, or tate publishing. Send me a comment on this page and I will send you a signed copy at a discounted price. Mark the comment private and give me email address.
I am excited about this!
The next book will be out in the spring of 2009!!!!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Tearing out part of the original hardwood floor
Yes, come out! He also said, "Boy, this is almost as bad as the can of worms I opened with the bathroom floor."
I responded, "THIS IS THE CONTINUATION OF THE BATHROOM FLOOR!!!"
We had a big laugh over that. He did find a store/dealer for hardwood that is 3/4" thick and 2 1/2" wide. It is either red or white oak. (kind of a bear to find) Anyway, after the dust and sawdust settled, we have a sub floor showing over 1/3 or the dining room floor. Such fun trying to keep the house presentable.
This reminds me of the job of getting a book published. After it is accepted for publication, the work begins. One thing leads to another. First you write the book, then write the synopsis for the back cover. The next step is to get people to write reviews, then write acknowledgements, and dedications. There really are a lot of steps to it. It is a fun process.
You would think that writing a synopsis of a book would be much easier than the book itself. I have to say that it has been a bigger challenge for me than you might think. Also, the author biography is a soul searching experience. "What have I done with my life?" or "Where have I been?" I find that I am so terribly ordinary.
Now, let me tell a goofy story about Terry and I...THAT'S EASY AND FUN!!!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tillamook, Oregon
Since Terry is a restless sort, I sent he and his brother to the air museum to wile away the two hours of the book signing. (Really who needs antsy men around a small bookstore rifling through the books and stuff.) My sis-in-law enjoyed shopping in the nearby stores. I, of course, stayed behind and had a great visit with Alisa, the owner of the store. I am afraid I purchased a few more dollars than I made at the book signing, but it was worth it. I found some great stuff. There was a wide selection of gift items and books. I was able to take care of some shopping that I needed to do for upcoming things.
I enjoyed meeting customers there and visiting and laughing with them.
We were also blessed to meet some very sweet fellow travellers at the Amarillo airport on our way to Portland. Among them were a retired cake decorator from Greeley, Colorado and a couple from Midland, Texas and their daughter. While we were visiting we found that some of them knew people we knew. I am so glad that we had our conversation with them.
Terry and I had to sit in different areas of the plane on the trip home, but each of us decided to make the best of it. While we did not force people to converse with us, we asked a question or two to see if our seat mates were up to visiting. They were! Terry met some very interesting women from Austin, Texas who were going to Amarillo to do a story of people of interest there. He enjoyed visiting with them very much. On one leg of our journey I met a very nice elementary school teacher and on the next, I met a young man who was the age of my sons who is a welder. He had been in the military for a few years and now is working in Texas as a welder. He was very kind and we laughed all the way from Dallas to Amarillo.
While we had a lot of sight seeing activities in Oregon and Washington, a big part of the fun was meeting people on the way. I am glad that I have a husband that joins me in interest in people. If you give a person a moment of time, they open up and you can see a little of the miracle of their original personality. God bless them all!
Monday, August 11, 2008
The Bathtub is PAINTED!!!
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.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Headed for Oregon
She told me that her store is now for sale. Mmmmm....that sounds tempting don't you think? The Oregon coast is such a beautiful place in our country. I am excited to meet this friendly and kind woman and I hope that she is able to get a great price on her business. If you are in Tillamook, Oregon on Aug 4th from 2-4 p.m. I would love to meet you.
This leads me to tell you a little story about book signings. They aren't really like they show them on television unless you are one of the people who have sold a gazillion copies of a book. Don't get discouraged when people walk quietly by trying not to make eye contact with you. They don't know you and don't know what a great book you are selling. Some of the funniest questions I get asked is: "Are you Nan?" or "Did you write this?" I don't really know of anyone who would sit in a bookstore for 2 hours at a table of books unless they were the person who wrote it. The skin has to grow thicker with each book signing. After 30 since November, I have a hide like an elephants as far as that goes...
Not everyone is stand-offish. There are some pretty neat people who engage you in conversation. I love that! They each have so much to offer. I met people who have family connected with Tate Publishing and people who are writing books, articles, and short stories. I love to encourage them and tell them to keep going. Kids are fun because there are a lot of them who aspire to be a writer. "Just keep on writing!" is my usual reply because I think that when you enjoy something like writing, you need to continue doing it.
Some of the people I have spoken with have become email friends. I enjoy email, myspace, shoutlife, facebook, and all those social networks. If you want to leave a comment or send an email, I will get back to you. If you are interested in the next book, "Elk's Resolve", be sure to let me know you want a pre-release copy and look at the blog I have for it. elksresolve.blogspot.com. I am going into the process from my end of the work of getting it into book form. All the editorial staff, cover design people, audio people, and the rest have a very big job ahead of them on this... I don't know all the ins and outs of what they do, but you will see what happens from my point of view on the elk blog.
Thank you for stopping by
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Patching the Hardwood Floor/Patching Hard Feelings
After levelling the floor area he began placing the hardwood floor pieces in the area to be patched. With a lot of TLC, sanding, staining, and varnishing...It should look ...pretty good!
Terry has a very hard time staying awake in the evening time. He sleeps like a hibernating bear in his recliner. He has slept through some of the most exciting movies and TV shows out there. When he gets out of the recliner he is wide awake. As I am trying to drift off to sleep he begins talking and talking...mmm. I have tried to explain that I am trying to get some sleep...oh well.
This evening I was writing on my book and was trying to think of that perfect word to finish the thought of a paragraph. Terry came into the room where I was writing and was hurt that I didn't answer his remark for a few seconds. I had to explain that I was in deep thought. (Not that thoughts get all that deep around here.) I had not intended to hurt his feelings. He took it well. It was a vivid reminder that ...When you are writing you need to do it where you cannot be interrupted! I told him that after I finished the sentence he would have my full attention. Guess what? He got in his recliner and fell asleep while we were talking!!! Men!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Writing is FUN!!!
Those characters are misfits sometimes. They behave like real people (if you are on the right track) and don't always do the "right" things. "Good" people do bad things and "bad" people do good things. It makes the process interesting and fun. I try to zip myself into each character's skin. I want them to be believable.
The mindset of the west in the 1800s is a lot different than the way people think in the 2000s. My grandparents were raised in the 1800s and a lot of the standards were taught to my parents who did not stray from those standards. I have to admit that I have eased up on some things, but the basic truths are still cemented in my bones. That also helps with writing about this time period.
I am excited for you to read the books following "Nan's Journey". I think you will become invested in the characters and the story. Keep watching...you never know when they will be coming out!
I want to encourage those of you who have a story in you. Write it down! There is a great feeling of accomplishment to see it completed on your own computer screen. Most people don't get that far. Then, take the next step. For me, it was sending it to the publisher. For most, it is finding an agent. Take one step at a time. Don't get bogged down in the process. Like Nike says, "Just do it!"
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Camping in the Mountains
I found myself thinking of the people in my family who had camped in this same campground with us. A lot of them are gone. I sat by the stream and cried. I miss our conversations around the roaring campfire my dad always tended. I also miss his strong campfire/cowboy coffee. The sweet laughter from my sisters and brother-in-law were missed. I promised myself that I would get my two brothers, my only sister that is left and my children up on that mountain to camp with me...soon.
I know the past cannot be recreated, but I do want some new memories from the time I am living in NOW. I think I have a good chance of getting at least some of us together. The tranquility of the spot is needed and wanted.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Confidence
The reason it took me so long to get the first draft of "Nan's Journey" written was lack of confidence. One day I decided that I was going to finish writing it because, if nothing else, it was an accomplishment to actually finish the "book that is in me." I did it for myself! I decided that it was worth the trouble even if it was only for my enjoyment. The Lord lead me so gently. When I finished my friend, Rhonda, told me that her niece worked for a publisher in the acquisitions department. I was blown away. She said to send it in because they promote new authors! Of all things!!!
You know the rest of that story. Even with the miracles that have happened with "Nan's Journey", fear creeps in. What if the sales stop? What if no one shows up for my book signings? What if...? I keep pretty detailed records on "Nan's Journey" sales and promotion and addresses of the people who have purchased it. When I get discouraged I look at those records. Yesterday I got a newsletter from Tate Publishing and Enterprises, my publisher. Their marketing department had just returned from a big meeting of publishers and "book people" in general. They had great success in the time they were there. Where other publishers are downsizing, they have increased by more that 200%!!!
I have to admit that when I heard about Thomas Nelson downsizing, I worried about Tate. God has His hand in all of this. He is with all the publishers that are getting out His word. Big publishers and small. So... I keep my hand in God's capable hand and keep on typing away on the books He leads me to write.
I am about 1/2 way on the first draft of book 3 in the "Nan's Heritage" series!!!! Pre-release sales of "Elk's Resolve" are going well and since November "Nan's Journey" has sold over 815 copies. (I know that is a far cry from 50,000 but it is in God's hands!) If you haven't ordered a copy of "Nan's Journey", sign the guest book or hit the link. If you want to be one of the first 100 to get a pre-release copy of "Elk's Resolve" sign the guest book. (the links won't know what you are talking about ...smile smile)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
A Voice in the Wind
When we watch the History channel on television and they show the coliseum we often think of the place as a place of games. IT WAS A PLACE OF SLAVERY AND DEATH! The blood thirst of the spectators held them prisoner as well as the gladiators and Christians. Most of the time the reality of the place never reaches our brain. God, forgive me!
My fear of offending or conflict has been hard to overcome. I know the Lord will be with me to stand for my beliefs to the end. This book has given me much to think about. The characters were interesting, complex, and infuriating. It is worth the time and energy to read and explore the deeper issues of life.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Contract for "The Sequel"!!!
Now the work begins: edits, book cover design choices, voice choices for the audio version, and a boat load of other things. I am excited to get my sleeves rolled up and begin the process. "Nan's Journey" took about 10 months to get the pre-release copies in my hands. The acquisition process took about 2 months of that so I am thinking (not promising) that "Elk's Resolve" (the working title) pre-release copies should be ready in 8 months. (Feb or March?)
Terry and I have decided that we want to do something special for the first 100 orders for "Elk's Resolve". You will be the first to get a copy and we will let you have it for a special price. $10. This will be a $4 or $5 savings! Send in your name and I will save one for you and let you know when to send in your $10.
I desire your prayers over this book and a continuation of prayers for "Nan's Journey". As you know each book has an underlying theme. Nan's was forgiveness and Elk is overcoming depression along with other sub themes.
God bless you!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
P90X - Extreme Exercise & Core Rhythms
I also love the core rhythms DVD. It really does take 2 inches off the waist in 2 weeks! I have to watch and not get over enthusiastic with my hip movements because at my age, my hip goes out more than I do. (I know that's an old joke, but it is TRUE)
What does all this have to do with writing books and reading "Nan's Journey"? Well, I want to be healthy for a good long time and I want my mind to be sharp enough to write a good many books before I die. One way to do this is to get and stay in shape. Terry is my mentor in this because he has a body at 52 that many guys in their 20's would die for. The muscles he has are awesome! His health is great and I am tired of being jealous and ready to DO SOMETHING!
How about this:
Sign my guestbook and I will put your name in a drawing for a free copy of "Nan's Journey" to be given away on July 20. If you tell me you are going to exercise, I will put your name in twice!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Running Down The Path
When I read the phrase “running down the path” it conjured up memories of bygone summers. I can just feel the hot dust as my little bare feet trot down a windy path to the lake. The warm breeze tugs at my hair and I anticipate plunging in to the cool dark water awaiting me.
The feelings I have when I think of moments like that are of sheer pleasure and freedom. I think the last time I actually did something akin to that was in my young adulthood. Face it, as we grow older we forget how to “run down the path”. We start fretting about whether there are stickers on the way or if there are germs in the water, or a myriad of other things. We don’t have time to even think about the path much less look at the path or run down the path.
Since this Scripture is not speaking of a literal path, how does it pertain to me? The “path” is the way of truth, the laws of God and His statutes and commands. At first those words have a harsh sound to them, but they are no harsher than the statement that there is a law of gravity. “What goes up must come down.” There is absolute truth. That truth is found in God. Jesus said, “I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life.” I like to think of the word “Way” as the path. If we walk within the laws of God and His statutes we have no more cause for concern than a law abiding citizen has about being arrested by the police.
When we run in the path of His commands, we are set free. Have you ever noticed that when you are driving your vehicle with an expired safety sticker or tag and you see a police car, you feel uneasy? You pray that they will not be looking closely enough to realize that you are not up to date on your stuff. In contrast, when you have all the updated tags and stickers on your vehicle and you are obeying all the traffic laws, you don’t even think about being pulled over for an offense. That feeling is freeing.
When I started on the path of getting “Nan’s Journey” published I was skeptical. I thought I was too old and uninteresting for God to use in this way. He has faithfully helped me with every step I have taken. Sometimes I feel that I am crawling or creeping down the path. Other times I am running. I thank God that He is still leading me and cares about me. Would you like to join me in a little run?
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Inspirational Times online Magazine Has a Write-Up About Me!
Can I Be "Real" With You?
Some of the reasons stated were
*Is it about your book?
*Is it about writing?
*Is it to share experiences in your life?
*Is it for sharing interviews with authors & people connected with the business?
Well, I have to be real with you. I think I want to do most of those things. Will I do them? Who knows? One thing I do know is that I cannot teach writing! Of course I am kinda pushing "Nan's Journey" under your nose all the time on this blog. It is named Nan's Journey after all and I do want those of you who haven't heard about it to get a copy and tell me what you think of it. I love telling the crazy little stories about my life. It seems that odd things happen to me at the oddest times, so I HAVE to share.
I guess the main focus of this blog is that being an author is not what I thought it would be. The weight of the message of my book is heavy on my shoulders. Forgiveness is the overlying theme of the book and it is one of the things I struggle with in my life. Letting go of hurts does not come easy for me, but I know I need to do it.
I want people to know that it is possible to write a book, get it published, and promote it. Each step is a feat, but it can be done. Today I met a man in the post office. He heard me talking with the young woman at the counter about sending a couple of books to Australia. I get kind of animated and goofy, so I guess my conversation stuck out to him. He approached me and said that he wrote a book, sold 1000 copies of it and decided that marketing was not his thing. He doesn't pursue sales anymore. I think he still writes because he said he does reviews for books. I handed him a copy of mine and asked him to review it. He looked at it and said that he had a copy of it and was working on the review. I was awestruck so I forgot to ask him his name! (If, by any chance, he finds this post...I appreciate your kindness this morning.)
Each step is just that...a step. I learn daily about things in the writing world. I don't know many people in "the business" . I have met a couple of authors by email and now I consider them friends. We share tips and such. The thing that scares me most about the title "author" is that people who would like to talk to me will think that I don't care to talk to them. I want to help you if I can. If I can't be of help, together we can brainstorm about what steps to take next for you.(and me;)
One thing I do is to keep a notebook of the things I have tried in marketing. I note the date, cost, effort, and results. I started doing this to help my sons when they are published to not make the same mistakes and spin their wheels as much as dear old mom has. I also write down things that I think I will remember such as: Date I wrote the thank you card to the bookstore mgr, posters sent to the store, books ordered, books sold, books given away for review, date I joined a certain writer's group, etc.
I seem to always be saying that I am pretty vanilla. What I say and write is pretty much who I am as a person. I try to be very honest and hopefully very helpful. In this blog, you have a window into my simple life. I am a very happy woman with a great family and good friends. My life has it's difficulties and is not perfect, but I choose joy.
I hope you visit often. I will try to update twice a week. (We will see how that goes ;)
P.S.
I haven't forgotten that I am supposed to tell you how the bathtub painting story finishes.... we just haven't put on the last coat yet. I think it is going to look great though! The tub is already so much easier to clean.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Love Crosses All Boundaries
Bound: a boundary; limit; confine - out of bounds:1 beyond the boundaries or limits, as of a playing field 2 not to be entered or used; forbidden.
The last post I wrote told that Terry and I were going to West of 50s Camp. We did. It was a blast! There were only a few of the campers who were in their fifties. The rest were in the decades of sixties through nineties. Every one of them were people with something great to contribute to the world and me in particular. After we introduced ourselves the "age thing" ceased to be an issue. (I have to say that it was cool to be one of the "kids" of the bunch.)
As we played games, sang, ate, and worshipped together I was struck by the depth of emotion and gusto they expended. Their enthusiasm was infectious and Terry & I jumped in with both feet too. One lady's home had burned to the ground only three weeks earlier but you would never know it. Despair had not found a home in her heart. She was an inspiration to me.
The sermons were encouraging and passionate. The call to serve was given to all of us no matter our age. Some of the oldest faces glowed with the realization that God was not through with them yet and they still had great purpose in life. I suspect that a lot of well-meaning younger people have taken over jobs from them to help them but in the process made them feel that they were not needed anymore. Of course most of them could not do as much as they did when they were younger, but they still wanted to be used and needed.
The singing was straight from the heart and with great strength. Terry and I sang our tonsils out and had a great time worshipping our wonderful Savior. No, it didn't sound as refined as the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, but it was a joyful noise presented to our Father in heaven. I am certain that He appreciated the offering. I know I did. I will say it again, these saints were passionate in their praises. I entered in whole-heartedly and I gained strength from it.
Terry and I sang a "special" at the singspiration time that we learned in 1975 at Bible College. "Jesus Will Outshine Them All". In case you don't know that particular song, it talks about getting to heaven and experiencing all that heaven has to offer. After you get there you realize that Jesus is the greatest thing about heaven. I can hardly wait to see Him! Our friends clapped and cheered as if we were rock stars but we knew they were really cheering for Jesus. It was a neat experience. Of course we heard many other "specials" that hour and my tears flowed unchecked because of the devotion of the hearts of these people.
Teen-agers and young sponsors were there to assist all of us and I really appreciated the love they showered on us. They treated us like the people who work on cruise ships would have. They were called "The Furnace Group". I called them the little slaves!!! Boy did those kids work hard! They were learning about leadership in learning servanthood first. "The greatest among you is the servant of all."
As we sat there in the meeting room as people mostly known as Believers, I was very happy that the boundaries were down. They prayed for me and I prayed for them. We were God's children. I feel that in churches today the focus has been on reaching the younger decades. The oldest decades have been ignored and unused. It is as if when someone reaches a certain number, whether it be 35, 40, 50, 70... they are no longer relevant. That is so not true!
Some of my best friends are in their seventies, eighties, and up. They bless me with their wisdom and knowledge of life. I see that they made it through the things I am going through so I know that I will make it too. " I found it interesting that part of the definition of boundary was "forbidden, not to be used, limit" Please, for your own sake, do not discount the importance of our older people. They have the treasure of experience, time, age, wisdom, knowledge, and so much more. It was sad to me to think that some of my new friends may not be around for the next camp, but I am so glad I had the opportunity to talk with them and call them "friends".
Monday, June 2, 2008
We're Goin' Ta Camp!
Terry will be 52 on Monday, June 9. I turned 52 in January. He likes to say that he "always went for older women!" I try to ignore his cute little remark as much as I can. I remember that I was 20 when the series "Charlie's Angels" came to television. Before the series ended the "angels" were turning 30. I remember thinking, "They don't look toooooo bad for being 30!" It helped me when I had my 30th birthday to remember that. Each decade there were people I watched and was able to be okay with the "age thing."
Since I have become an adult I have never lied about my age. I figured that I had better admit the number or people would think, "Boy, she sure looks older than that!" My two oldest sisters were twenty something years older than me when I was born. When they were approaching 70 I thought, "I wish I could be that pretty when I am 70!" My oldest sister passed away just shy of her 70th birthday and she was a beauty all of her life. (inside and out)
I'm excited about the adventure of spending time with the "West of 50" group. It will be interesting to see which decade over 50 has the most get up and go...I might be surprised!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Car Window Decals/Stickers
One day I was driving down Main Street and noticed a neat looking decal on the back window of a minivan. It was a logo of a college sports team. I decided to contact a friend of mine who owns a sign company in Liberal, KS and ask her to design a bumper sticker-sized decal with a clear background and white script letters. After some thought we decided it should read:
Read Nan's Journey
Get it at
nansjourney.blogspot.com
That is all it says! It looks great and she did a wonderful job. When Aimee saw it she wanted one to put on her car in Denver. I sent a quick email to Jammie, my sign maker, that I needed ten more stickers. Terry heard that I ordered ten and told me to scale back because we didn't need ten. I began to wonder how I would "get rid" of nine window stickers. I put out a plea on myspace saying that I had free window stickers for anyone who would really put it on their car to help me advertise "Nan's Journey". In two hours I had 14 takers!!! Now I had to order more!
I ordered 20 so now I have 6 left!!! I am overwhelmed with the support that has been given to me and this book. It is more than I can say in gratitude when readers take on the promotion. Their kindness is...humbling.
Do you have an idea or two or a hundred? Come on...you just might win the June contest!
If you want information on Jammie and her sign business, sign my guest book and I will let her know.
and the book:
100 Ways to Simplify Your Life
Publisher: FaithWords; Lrg edition (November 12, 2008)
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:
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!
and his/her book:
Tate Publishing & Enterprises (January 2, 2008)
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
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.”