Monthly Archives: April 2012
In the Wayback of the Moon – Book Review of Crater by Homer H. Hickam
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Book Reviews |
A mining outpost on the moon, a protective gillie, a complaining brother-like best friend and an annoying boss’ granddaughter set things up for changes to come in the life of a mild mannered scraper kid named Crater Trueblood.
The story starts with the redundant but satisfying job of mining in the way back of the moon and escalates to an adventure across the most dangerous territory the moon has to offer. Crater is plunged into adventure and struggle for survival as he makes new friends…and new enemies, something foreign to the simple sixteen-year-old with a knack for genius.
Crater is one of those characters you can’t help but like right away. An orphan from birth, he never complains, never rubs anyone the wrong way, except in his wonderful honesty and innocence. His best friend/adopted brother, Petro, is quite the opposite, setting them up for conflict when things start to cross Crater in ways he’s never experienced.
Beckon by Tom Pawlik—Book Review
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Book Reviews |
The lives of three people collide in the town of Beckon, each drawn there for a different but life changing reason.
The story opens with Jack, a young anthropologist who wants to find what happened to his father who disappeared when Jack was just nine. Teamed with his best friend and a Native American guide, they begin a search in the caves near Beckon, Wyoming.
Elina—an ex-cop—is searching for her missing cousin, and finds much more than she bargained for. But it’s her renewed and steadfast faith in God that brings things to a head in the end.
George arrives in Beckon on the lure of a cure for his beloved wife’s Alzheimer’s. At seventy-three, he still has plenty of life left in him to handle the truth of what really goes on with the “cure.”
This book is a page turner, one of those that kept me up past my fairly set bedtime. I’m not a huge sci-fi reader, but this book felt normal enough to have me contemplating how this could actually happen.
The Greatest Moment—A Flash Fiction Story
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Inspirational Fiction |
By Sarah Elisabeth
Why did the sun not rise?
Darkness closed in on Mary as she stared into the starless sky. Would the darkness come to her soul again, this time consuming the very air she breathed?
She could no longer wait for the sun’s light. Small clay jars in hand, she stepped from the house and started down the road. Quiet footsteps followed her. The fact she was not alone in her world of grief comforted her.
The sun still refused to show itself. Mary strained to make out the form of the tomb. The pound of her heart overlaid the soft exclamations of the other women. The stone was moved, the black entrance gaping at them. Mary touched the cold rock, and her eyes moved from the stone, taller than she, to the dark opening.
The first ray of the sun penetrated the gloomy interior. Mary gasped when the light revealed the vacant room.
Family Reunion—A Flash Fiction Story
| Posted by Sarah Elisabeth under Inspirational Fiction |
I hope you enjoy this flash fiction account of a family reunion.
For Him,
Sarah Elisabeth
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It’s been awhile since we were all together: Grams, Gramps, Mom, Dad, my three sisters and two brothers. And their families. I’m the only one not married yet.
The awkwardness is hanging in the air right now. Not sure why. Everyone gets along, loves each other. Sure, we’ve had our problems, but we’re family. There’s nothing we wouldn’t do for one another. Still, I can’t get past the feeling of how it’s all changed over the years. I long for the carefree spirit that once filled our times together.
We have dinner. Chitchat. I almost wonder if there are topics that are out of bounds for our conversation. Did something happen I don’t know about? Or have we simply lost touch with each other?
Evening hasn’t quite come. We move to the back deck. The sun is hovering just at the tree line, enough for light, but far enough down to allow the breeze to cool our cheeks.
“Smile!”
I see my sister, Beth, has her camera and two lenses out. She’s capturing the sweet faces of my niece and nephew. They squirm and run behind their dad. I remember those days.
Which suddenly reminds me of something else.
