Special Announcement!

 

Wait, isn’t that the term you use for new arrivals, as in babies? If so, my title is appropriate, because the publication of a debut novel follows much of the same pattern as having your first baby. From conception, through the anxiety and joy-filled thoughts of motherhood, to the impatient anticipation of the big day, not quite sure exactly when that will be, or what it will be like. The agonizing pains of labor, the sweat, the tears, the fear. And then…it’s all over. You hold the newborn book, uh, baby in your arms at last.

No, I’ve never had a baby. No, I’ve never published a novel. But my friend has. (Just the latter, of course!)

Without further rabbit trail hopping, I’d like to announce the publication of The Kingmakers, by Serafia Cross. I couldn’t be more excited for my dear friend. She has worked so consistently on drafting and editing this novel series, The Last King of Legends, it puts me to shame. Visit her website www.SerafiaCross.com for details on the series and an excerpt from the novel.

 

 

In 1174 King Baldwin IV of Jerusalem is thrust into power at age thirteen. Only a few individuals know his greatest secret—he is a leper. Despite all their training and abilities, they cannot teach him to live long, so they teach him how to reign great and craft a king myths are made of—a king history almost forgot. They are The Kingmakers to The Last King of Legends.

Book One, The Kingmakers, is now available. Get a copy.

‘Nuff said.

For Him,

Sarah Elisabeth

Stuck Backwards

  There I sat, kayak turned backwards at the top of three tiers of rocks. The chilly water rushed over the front, filling my seat and soaking me. I was stuck.

We started the day looking for a mix of relaxation and adventure. There were nine of us in all, including my mom, Lynda Kay, and my brother, Jon. The event took a flurry of phone calls, texting and a few weeks to pull together, but the caravan of two packed cars was ready to go early Saturday morning, September 10. Destination: Mountain Fork River, Broken Bow, Oklahoma.

Being the adventurous group we were, guys in the majority, we couldn’t settle for just a paddle down the little rapids, cruising the four miles. No. We had to paddle upstream. And flip kayaks, accidently and intentionally. And drag our boats overland to catch every fun fall at least twice. Then someone spotted the rope swing.

 

Because of my now fatigued state, they were able to talk me into doing it. But as soon as my full, uh, weight, hit my hyper flex shoulders, I let loose with a yelp and lost my grip on the knot I was instructed to hold onto. But wow. Somehow the drop into the icy river water was fun.

 Now back to those three tiers of rocks. The awkward position I found myself in was the only time I was stumped in what to do. If I could shove myself off the rocks, another two foot drop awaited behind me, with a boulder not five feet away. I thought about stepping out, and try turning my kayak. But the incredible rush of water gave me pause. I could only count on one good knee. Besides, as soon as I stood, my weight-free kayak would likely shoot off down river.

When I’m stuck in such a helpless situation, there’s only one thing to do. Await rescue. This came in the form of my muscular brother, Jon, who braved the rushing water and slippery rocks to lift the front of my kayak, me and all, and turn it so I could take the last drop front ways. Yes, it required skill and technique to maneuver the rest of the boulders on that little bit, but I was up for it. Hey, it wasn’t my first rodeo.

But how funny is that compared to life? Stuck on the rocks, facing the wrong way, with cold water and boulder threats adding to the misery. Out of control, hopeless, and despair are some words that come to mind. But sometimes we just need to sit tight. Help is on the way, because there is a Friend that sticks closer than a brother.

 

For Him,

Sarah Elisabeth

Prov. 18:24

 

A Parable for Writers

 

I couldn't resist. Enjoy this parable written by Gwen Plauche.

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A Parable for Writers

By Gwen Plauche

A man was preparing to go on an extended trip. He sent a text to three of his employees to come to his office.

To the first employee arriving in his office he handed an agreement from a publisher to write a series of books. To the next employee, he gave a contract to supply a monthly column and to the third employee arriving in his office he assigned the duty to keep his blog updated.

The first employee excitedly worked daily on the project. Unfortunately the book contract fell through. However, his energy for the project was contagious and after many submissions, a new deal was inked. The new publisher also asked for an additional series with a generous advance attached.

The second employee also went right to work writing the column with attention to detail. Ahead of schedule, he decided to carefully review the contract and found that he was able to sell reprinted articles to other publications. He invested many hours researching possibilities and found that many of the newer publications did not pay for published submissions.

Not one to get discouraged, he continued to submit appropriately chosen articles with full passion for the project and carefully followed up on all the submissions. One of the new publishers was so pleased with the reader response to the monthly column that they proposed an anthology that would be published by year end.

The third employee looked at the blog with disdain. I really should be writing a book! Why am I wasting my time blogging for my absentee boss?

He reviewed the previously posts on the blog and matched the word count and frequency as he blogged. He was surprised how easy of a task it turned out to be and used the rest of his time on his personal business. Well, I have completed my assignment!

At the end of his extended absence, the boss returned and called the three employees to his office to recap the events of the past year.

True to form, the first employee to his office was the one who had the book assignment. As he entered the office, the boss embraced him and said, “I do not even need to ask how you did. I have been following your tweets and Facebook posts. Sit down and tell me all about it! I am so proud of you. You have represented me well!”

About then, the second employee joined them in the office. “Welcome,” the boss said as he warmly greeted his entrance. “Look what I picked up at the airport during my last layover,” as he showcased the newly published anthology of the articles published in his absence. “You are a genius; great work! Just think where we can take this in the next year!”

The third employee slipped in the room and took a seat across the office, hoping to be unnoticed, but all eyes were on him. The employee squirmed. Silence in return. The boss opened his laptop and logged in. Typing his blog address he began to speak.”Well, I have been watching the blog”. No response from the employee. The boss continued, “and I have to say, it was pretty boring.”

The employee sat up a bit straighter and answered, “But sir, I know you are a perfectionist and well known in the publishing world. I just did not want to do anything that was not up to your standards.” He slumped back down in the chair.

“So you basically did nothing?”

“Not exactly, sir. I continued your blog as instructed. I even matched your previous word count and tried to keep the topics very similar.”

“I never imagined you to be so lazy! The very least you could do is use your own creativity and stretch a little bit. I gave you a vehicle that would get your writing out there, but you did not even use it to grow. You could have networked with other writers and at least entered a writing contest or two. I hate to tell you this, but I will not be able to trust you with this again. In fact, I will gladly assign this to my first employee who ran circles around you during this same time, yet accomplished ten times as much. I will accept from you your immediate resignation.”

To those who use well what they are given, even more will be given, and they will have an abundance. But from those who do nothing, even what little they have will be taken away. Matthew 25:29 NLT

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About Gewn Plauche: I am honored to be called the wife of my loving Christian man with whom we have 5 awesome kids and humbled to be called a child of God. I formed a local writer’s networking club to provide a place for weekly encouragement. I enjoy writing devotional and encouragement articles based on the Word of God.

Blog: http://www.GwenPlauche.com

Copyright 2011, Gwen Plauche. You have permission to reprint A Parable for Writers in its entirety only, and forward to your friends, provided the copyright notice remains part of the reprint and transmission. All other rights reserved.