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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
(the non-Dry Creek one).
This is a series that has constantly surprised me. Not so much because of the books themselves, but because of the heartfelt response of readers to the books. A few days ago, I received yet another reader letter that humbled me (and I have received many by now). I’m going to share parts of two of these letters with you because I had no idea when writing these books that they would speak so deeply to others.
The letter I received today: “When the first book about the Dropped Stitches came out I had just learned that I would be undergoing chemotherapy for ovarian cancer and this book helped me so much. It was as if all of the characters came alive and were there helping me through the battle. Later, as each book came out it seemed that it was just for me because at each of those times I was undergoing more chemo. Two weeks ago after my latest scans the doctor told me that they were all clean and that I would be coming off of the chemo again. Little did I know that in March the last book of the Dropped Stitches would be out, but it seemed like God's way of telling me that I was through with the chemo for good. Thank you so much for the wonderful books that you have written, over the last few years -- they have helped me more than you will ever know.”
A letter I received earlier:“I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your book entitled A Dropped Stitches Wedding. It hit me smack in the face because my son finished treatment for a brain tumor at St. Jude Children's Research Hospital in Memphis, TN, in January, 2008. I have been working so hard trying to get ready for my son's 3 month checkup that I hadn't read any of the books (in the Love Inspired Book Club) yet. On the way out the door to the airport Sunday afternoon, I stopped and grabbed the 2 books on top so I would have something to do while on the plane and sitting through all of his appointments. As a mom, I always worry about my son and to keep myself from getting too upset on the plane I opened my bag and pulled out your book. When I began reading it and saw what it was about, I knew it was a sign from God. I couldn't put it down. It was great. God bless you and know that you have truly helped the heart of one mother from Louisiana and at a time when I needed it most.”
Saturday, March 7, 2009
'A Hero for Dry Creek' is one of the only books I have written where the idea came to me with an initial scene. I couldn't get the picture out of my mind of a farm woman looking out her kitchen window and seeing a long, stretch limo in her driveway. The farm women I know wouldn't find anything more shocking! They have cows in their driveways, stalled pick-ups, and any number of other things, but limousinses don't come to farm country. What would a woman think, I asked myself, if she saw such a limo? And what if it was dark outside and the snow was falling so she wasn't really sure what she saw?
I think the reason limousines were on my mind is because our family (my parents, sister's family, other sister, and me) had taken a trip to New York to see my nephew graduate from Westpoint. We were so proud of him! And, because there were so many of us, we decided to take a limousine around. None of us had ever been a limouiene before (or since) but we most assuredly enjoyed it for the time we had it. Ever since then I've decided we all need luxury here and there in our lives (not necessarily as pricey as a limo, but maybe a facial or even a really good cup of tea and the peace to go with it). What are the luxuries you like?
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
So, it's not surprising that my Other Series (the one that is not Dry Creek) is set smack in the middle of Old Town Pasadena. This month the last book in the series, A Dropped Stitches Wedding, is hitting the shelves and I have to say that the community that readers love about Dry Creek can also be found in a small cafe in Old Town called The Pews (there really is a street-front restaurant in Old Town that has booths made out of church pews - which is what gave me the idea for the name).
I'm convinced that we can find community no matter where we live. I hope you have found that to be true in your life. Leave me a comment and let me know.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Those of you have read some of the Dry Creek books, know that Mrs. Hargrove (now Edith Hargrove-Nelson) is a primary force in this small town. My sister tells me that I've modeled Mrs. Hargrove after my own grandmother, and she might have a point. My grandmother was independent-minded and knew how to hold her own. She didn't follow the latest fashions, and all the years I knew her she wore cotton gingham housedresses, often with an apron which always had a pocket. It makes me wonder what secrets my grandmother kept in those apron pockets she had.