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Christian Fiction Easter Party!

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Hi, Friends! Jericha Kingston here. Friday, March 24th from 6:00-9:00 p.m., please join authors Tamera Lynn Kraft, Darlene Franklin, Wanda Snow Porter, Joan Leotta, Amber Schamel, and me for a Christian Fiction Easter Party on Facebook. Fun, friends, and fiction… What could be better? Prizes, of course!

Log in to Facebook, type “Christian Fiction for Easter Party” in your Facebook search box, or simply click this.

Meet the authors, learn about their stories, and have a chance to win free books. Here are the authors and the times they’ll be available at the party:
6:00 pm Tamera Lynn Kraft
6:30 pm Jericha Kingston
7:00 pm Joan Leotta
7:30 pm Darlene Franklin
8:00 pm Wanda Porter
8:30 pm Amber Schamel

We hope you’ll join us. I’ll be giving away three Adobe PDFs of my eNovella Waiting for Lily Bloom. Here’s the storyline:

WaitingForLilyBloom_w11738_1K.225x225-75James Bloom has prayed three years for rain and five years for a wife. His dreams are demolished on Palm Sunday, 1935, when a catastrophic dust storm hits Oklahoma, and his neighbor’s niece has to ride out the storm at his house–-overnight. The next day he’s forced to marry her, an East coast city girl who can’t speak. Could this be God’s plan?

Condemned to marry to a stranger in the dusty Oklahoma wasteland, Lily Driggers longs for her home. Yet somehow her new husband is the only one who understands her silence.

As Easter approaches, Lily and James wonder if there is hope after the storm.

 

Joan Leotta’s book, Secrets of the Heart (Desert Breeze Publishers) is a novella, Part Four of a series called Legacy of Honor that deals with strong Italian-American women in time of war–WW2, Korean, Vietnam, and Desert Storm. Here’s the plot:

SecretsoftheHeartCoverArtPart One of the book takes readers to January, 1865. Two Union soldiers set out on a reconnaissance mission just before the battle of Fort Fisher, North Carolina. Rinaldo DeBartolo wants to finish the mission and to return to Italy and his sweetheart, Emilia. When he and his partner, Walter, discover  hidden gold, a trail of secrets begins.

That trail winds through the Italian unification, two world wars, and a tangle of immigration to reach into Rome Italy in the 1990s at the time of Desert Storm. In a wonderful Roman spring, the descendents of the American De Bartolo family meet Rinaldo’s descendents at a delightful and delicious Easter dinner. Kathy Ann, the youngest of the clan, is working a gap year as a journalist intern. Kathy Ann’s writing endeavors and the family reunion become complicated by romance, stolen art,  and the discovery that not all secrets–even family secrets–are good ones.

You can find Joan’s book here. It’s available in both electronic and print versions. To find out more about Joan, visit her at her website or on Facebook.

Meet the other authors at our Facebook party!

**Contest rules:
You must be 18 to enter. Recipients must live in the US unless otherwise noted. Recipients will not hold Facebook liable in any way for the results of this contest. This contest is sponsored by the authors in the event. This contest is in no way sponsored, endorsed or administrated by, or associated with, Facebook. Winners will be notified on this event page on March 24, 2017 between 9:00 and 11:00 pm EDT. Winners have until March 25th at midnight EDT to contact the owners of this page with their mailing address. If winners fail to notify the owners of this page by the deadline, prizes will be forfeited.
HOW TO ENTER: Comment on the picture of the prize you are interested in according to the instructions. Multiple comments on the same prize will count as one entry.

 

Author Interview with Robin Patchen

Welcome to the Quid Pro Quills! Author Robin Patchen is here to discuss her latest novel, tell us what’s next, and relate the most valuable lesson she’s learned.

QPQ: Thanks for joining us, Robin! What’s new since Convenient Lies?

Kindle CoverRP: Book 2 in the Hidden Truth series, Twisted Lies, just released, and I’m more than halfway done writing Book 3. It’s been a busy few months!

QPQ: No kidding! Give us a glimpse into Twisted Lies and your hero and heroine.

RP: The hero, Nate, was a supporting character in Convenient Lies. He’s sort of a bookish guy—but of course very handsome. I picture him a little like Ryan Reynolds. He ran into some dangerous and terrifying issues in Convenient Lies—I won’t give it away—and while I was writing those scenes, I thought, this guy deserves his own book. Twisted Lies opens with Nate packing up his house in Queens with the plan to move home to New Hampshire in search of a quiet, drama-free life. Of course, I had to wreck those plans.

QPQ: Naturally.

RP: The heroine, Marisa, fled the country eight years ago after her fiancé was murdered, a lot of money went missing from his place of employment, and the guys who killed her fiancé thought she stole the money. She’s built a life for herself in Mexico and plans to live the rest of her life there. And then her daughter is kidnapped. She enlists Nate’s help—and together they have to discover who really stole the money in order to rescue her daughter.

QPQ: Terrifying! Obviously Marisa’s a survivor, but what’s her most endearing quality?

RP:  Her kindness, her heart for her daughter and all the orphans she works with.

QPQ: Tell us how Twisted Lies came to be.

Kindle CoverRP: Well, it started when I asked myself what kind of trouble I could get poor Nate into. He’s a reporter working in New York, so I decided the problem had to be related to his job. Then, it snowballed from there. Honestly, I have no idea where the idea came from.

QPQ: From a wonderful imagination, no doubt! What about Nate will appeal to readers?

RP: Poor Nate wants nothing more than to retreat from life. He’s suffering from PTSD—you have to read Convenient Lies to understand that—and he believes he failed to be a hero in that story. In fact, he believes other people are heroic, and he’s only here to record what others do. But when he has to be heroic in order to protect the people he loves, Nate proves himself to be the hero we always knew he was.

QPQ: What’s the most important lesson you’ve learned about writing or life in general?

RP: Only when we get to the point where we realize God is our only hope do we understand that He is all we need.

QPQ: True wisdom. Speaking of, do you have any wisdom for aspiring authors?

RP: Keep writing, all the time. Read books both within your genre and outside of it. Read craft books and try to apply what they suggest. Get a good critique partner—I have eight great ones! You’ll be amazed at how you all grow together.

QPQ: Tell us something we might be surprised to learn about you.

RP: I utterly despise cooked vegetables. The only exceptions are tomatoes, onions, peppers, and artichokes when mixed with copious amounts of mayo and Parmesan, as found in dip.

QPQ: Yep. Definitely surprised! What’s next for you, Robin? Can you give us a peek into the third book in your Hidden Truth series?

RP: Samantha, a supporting character from the first two books, is the heroine in book 3. She and Garrison—who made his debut in Twisted Lies—have kept in contact, but because they live so far apart, nothing has come of it. When Garrison’s son nearly overdoses on drugs at a party, Garrison knows he has to get the teen away from the negative influences of his friends while he figures out what to do. Sam offers them one of her cabins on a lake in New Hampshire. What Garrison and Aiden don’t know is that one of Aiden’s friends has stashed contraband in their car, so while they’re trying to regroup, some bad people are looking for them.

QPQ: Oh, that’s fabulous! Thanks for sharing. How might readers contact you?

RP: Readers can connect with me at my website and on Facebook.  They can also follow me on Amazon or BookBub.

QPQ: Finally, where can we find Twisted Lies?

RP: AmazonKobo, iBooksB&N, and Goodreads.

DSC_8915-25edRobin Patchen is an award winning multi-published author, but only because she can’t pursue her other dream.

If time and money were no object, Robin would spend her life traveling. Her goal is to visit every place in the entire world–twice. She longs to meet everybody and see everything and spread the good news of Christ. Alas, time is short and money is scarce, and her husband and three teenagers don’t want to traipse all around the world with her, so Robin does the next best thing: she writes. In the tales she creates, she can illustrate the unending grace of God through the power and magic of story.

 

 

Words

What are the last words you spoke to the last person with whom you spoke?

To be fair, I’ll share mine: “I love you, too.”

But if you’d heard my words yesterday, they would’ve sounded less beautiful. More… ungrateful. Untrusting. Unkind.

Words have the ability to encourage or the ability to destroy. When you add emotions, exhaustion, and ego to the mix, communication can be a minefield. The paradox? We frequently mete our harshest words to the individuals we love the most.

Why is that? Don’t you hate it? I do. I want to be a better listener. A better problem-solver. I want to end a conversation with someone knowing that I’ve affirmed him. In times of disagreement, my desire is that when the conversation is over, the problem has truly been resolved instead of postponed. I want to stop falling into the same speech traps that constantly leave me disappointed and defensive.

The gift of speech is one of the greatest gifts I’ve been given, but I’m so inept at utilizing the spoken word. That’s why the Proverbs wield power. These wise sayings help me to love God and my neighbor.

“Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.” Proverbs 12:18

“An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up.” Proverbs 12:25

“He who guards his lips guards his life, but he who speaks rashly will come to ruin.” Proverbs 13:3

“It is to a man’s honor to avoid strife, but every fool is quick to quarrel.” Proverbs 20:3

“A word aptly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.” Proverbs 25:11

Sometimes the best use of the tongue is to keep it sealed behind our lips. Silence is a powerful form of communication. The best Communicator who ever lived, Jesus Christ, chose to remain silent even when He was unjustly accused and on the way to His crucifixion. I would’ve been screaming. But He was silent. He knew He was right. Therefore, He had nothing else to say. His final action of love was all that was necessary.

It’s tough to control our words. We should think before we speak, and if we do have to say difficult words, they must be spoken in love. One of the scriptures most difficult to apply is this: “Those who consider themselves religious and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tongues deceive themselves, and their religion is worthless.”

Father, give me wisdom. Use my speech to glorify You and encourage others. Make my words agents of Your healing.

 

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Animals & Authors with Kelly Klepfer

Writing – they say – is a solitary occupation. But is it? Let’s visit with Out of the Frying Pan author Kelly Klepfer and ask her about her constant companions.

QPQ: Welcome, Kelly! Introduce us to the… *squee!*… hedgehogs you’re sharing with us.

KK: Daisy and Daffodil have been with us since the spring. The girls are still pups (uhhhh, piglets, uuuuhh hedgehoglets…. No… hoglets.  There is room for interpretation over what they are called. Yes. I googled this.) We sought out hedgehogs because…. Well. Weird long story I’ll try to shorten.

13133234_10156826620615375_2682422256088890960_n-1I’ve loved hedgehogs from a distance ever since I was a little girl and I read Miss Jaster’s Garden. But I never thought I’d own one. My husband had a knee replacement which then got infected. As archaic as it sounds they literally removed the knee and left him without one, putting in a cement antibiotic ball-type spacer to help the healing process. Since he had no knee he was limited. He watched a lot of Netflix. There are reasons binge watching is not a good idea, pet obsession is one of them. Kidding. Anyway he watched one show in particular that was set in Europe where hedgies run wild. Tiggywinkles wild animal hospital in the UK rescues hedgehogs and adopt them out to folks who will give them a lovely backyard and possibly even a charming little hedgehog house. Oddly, it’s much more difficult to obtain a hedgehog here in the states. Many states have forbidden them. I believe this is due to the fact that in a milder climate their population might explode and we’d then be like the UK needing to rescue wild hedgehogs. In Iowa and Nebraska you have to be a certified breeder. And these cute little things are not inexpensive to purchase. So. As my husband’s want grew, I let our adult children know of the perfect Father’s Day gift. I also found a breeder who was running a spring sale.  Our hoglets were almost a BOGO (buy one get one free).

They are inexpensive to feed, mostly, they eat high protein cat food and not much of it. In the wild they eat snakes and bugs so I would definitely recommend you adopt a few if you are in the UK. Surprisingly, they don’t smell as bad as hamsters and guinea pigs. I use shredded paper bedding. They have solid plastic wheels they run in and smooth large plastic bins they live in so their little toes don’t get caught and injured. Temperature seems to be the biggest concern most of the time. If they get chilled they can go into hibernation mode which will kill them so I run a ceramic heat source over their cages to keep them cozy. They also have micro fiber pineapple cozy tents that they spend 90% of their time in.

14322462_10157365831775375_2955655823267440153_nAre they sharp? Heck yeah! You know those wire grill brushes? That sharp. And they don’t like to be picked up. And they will be happy to live in cozy pineapples and eat the food you provide every day and then hiss and jump and puff and pout when you want to interact with them. The biggest thing to do to tame them is get over being scared and cuddle with them every day. I have sewn little snuggle bags that I slide them in hold every night so we bond.. You pick them up gingerly by sliding your hands up under them. If they are freaked out they are literally a ball of dried out Christmas tree needles, If you turn them over belly up they will eventually unroll and begin moving then walking around. Note: Walking around generally involves an initial poo session so be prepared. Once that’s over, it’s all good. Their tails pop out when they get ready to go so there is a bit of warning. Or you could put them in a large hamster ball and let them get it out of their system before cuddle time, but note there is much cleanup involved there, too.

If you’re fascinated with the idea of hedgehogs, go meet one first. Mine are not likely going to become internet sensations because I’m not going to be making them little hats and setting up cute tea party scenes. I might consider putting them in muffin tins, but I only have two. Daffodil is a little fuller figured and might be a bit of a huge muffin top.

QPQ: Wow. That’s quite the introduction to your hedgehogs!  I hope your husband has made a full recovery. It’s clear that Daisy and Daffodil bring you both joy. Tell us how you came up with their names?

61tvSrINcpLKK: I gave my husband suggestions. We had to do something alliteration-ish because we have the beagles, Gertrude and Gladys and it only seemed right. Miss Jaster’s Garden involved flowers and hedgehogs so I thought Daisy and Daffodil might be good choices. In the end the man on pain meds picked.

QPQ: Perfect! How do Daisy and Daffodil help you in your writing?

KK: Not in the least. Okay, they give me another angle to find metaphors or similes?

QPQ: Have you ever written one of your hedgehogs into a story?

KK: I have not yet. But who knows, there’s plenty of inspiration. Especially with character development.

QPQ: Tell us three things you and Daisy and Daffodil have in common.

KK: Oh, my if I could sleep in a cozy micro-fleece pineapple many hours of the day, I believe I would. Two, sometimes I get bristly but I’m a sweetheart once I unroll. Three, I can do a huffy puffy complaint session like nobody’s business. But once I’m over it I move on.

QPQ: Well said, Kelly! Thank you for visiting the Quid Pro Quills.

 unnamedKelly Klepfer had ambitions to graduate from the school of life quite awhile ago, but alas . . . she still attends and is tested regularly. Her co-authored cozy/quirky mystery, Out of the Frying Pan, is the culmination of several of the failed/passed tests. Kelly, though she lives with her husband, two Beagles and two hedgehogs in Iowa, can be found at Novel Rocket, Novel Reviews, Scrambled Dregs, Instagram, Pinterest, Facebook and Twitter with flashes of brilliance (usually quotes), randomocities, and learned life lessons.

 

 

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Can You Believe It?

We’ve lost a lot of famous individuals in 2016, most recently Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds. We’re shocked to hear of the deaths of talented and wealthy people. We expect them to live long lives and enjoy the fruits of their labor.

As confusing and sad as death is, everyone has a death date. When someone dies very young or tragically, I’m reminded how short life is and how fearful we become because we don’t know which day will be our last. Death raises questions like Why was I born? What is the meaning of life? Why do people die?

The Holy Bible answers these questions.

  • We were born to bring glory to God and enjoy fellowship with Him.
  • The meaning of life is to honor God with our reasoning, creativity, and productivity.
  • We die because we’re rebels.

Humans are created in God’s image, and as such we were created to live forever. Our first parents, Adam and Eve, were created in perfection. But they disobeyed their loving Creator. They were told before they disobeyed that they would surely die if they disobeyed. God called their lack of trust and subsequent disobedience sin. No longer were Adam and Eve in an eternal state of perfection, but in an eternal state of condemnation. Stiff penalty. But it’s all about who makes the rules, and clearly, we don’t.

How merciful that God didn’t cast them out of His perfect garden in their wretched state. He shed the blood of an animal to provide reparation for their wrongdoing and clothed them with the animal skin to cover their shame and remind them of His provision.

Since we are the offspring of Adam and Eve, we’ve inherited their sin nature and its consequences. It’s why we die. We’re born rebels. Left to ourselves, we would go our own way instead of trusting and obeying God. But God gave His only Son, Jesus Christ, to pay the death penalty that we deserved. Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God, was crucified to save from their sins those who trust Him by faith.

Even though our physical bodies are decaying each day, we don’t lose heart because through Christ, our inner person is being renewed day by day.

Glorify and honor God. Enjoy Him, knowing that our times are in His hands. Don’t fear. Only believe.

 
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Posted by on December 30, 2016 in Current Events, devotion, Scripture, Writing

 

Surviving Holiday Anxiety

file9221293737060Christmas is coming! It’s the time of year when all is merry and bright. But… what if it’s not? Losses, financial difficulties, travel advisories, and social gatherings can cause anxiety. Here are some suggestions to encourage you if you’re anxious about the upcoming Holiday.

Focus on God’s provisionJoseph was a godly man, but how must he have felt when the innkeeper told him there was no room in the inn? Regardless of Joseph’s feelings, God was divinely orchestrating–with pinpoint precision–the location where His Son would be born. God is working out His plan in our circumstances as well.

file9731293737665Expect the unexpected. Like Mary and Joseph on the first Christmas, we can experience Christmas surprises that are stressful and messy. But if we complain about changes instead of celebrating new opportunities, we’ll miss the blessing of the journey on the way to the destination.

Anticipate joy. Shepherds rejoiced at the announcement of the Savior’s birth. Rejoicing is an act of the will, a mental resolution. The Savior’s birth is still reason to rejoice today.

When anxiety threatens to steal your joy, be thankful for God’s provision, remember His sovereignty, and rejoice evermore!

 

 
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Posted by on December 2, 2016 in devotion, Jericha Kingston, Writing

 

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It Could Only Happen To Me

I hope you’re ready to laugh.

Yesterday afternoon, I fell into my house. As per my normal craziness, I had four grocery bags on each arm, my purse in my left hand, and my bookbag in my right. I unlocked the door, opened it, and tried to step inside, but my right foot was unable to move.

If you’ve ever taken a spill, you know the feeling that prevails right before you tumble. No-no-no-please-don’t-fall-I’m-falling-please-don’t-let-me-break-anything-oomph. I fell into my house and landed on my right hip.

Peggy_Webber_screamingOther than my scream, there were no other sounds, sounds I would’ve gladly endured, like “Mom! Are you okay?” or even the laughter of my husband. I was in a tangled heap on the floor, and tried to extricate my foot from whatever was holding it captive, but it still wouldn’t budge. At least I hadn’t had a stroke, because my right hand could still wiggle–the same right hand that was pinned beneath me.

I tried to untangle myself from my awkward position, livid that I couldn’t get my foot to cooperate. I couldn’t even see what was hindering it since I was surrounded by all manner of groceries blocking my view. With my left arm, I reached down to take off my shoe, but couldn’t reach it.

Since I couldn’t stand, couldn’t extract my foot, and was thoroughly ticked off, I decided it was time for a 10 second nap. is (2)I just laid there. The cat walked by and meowed, as if to say, “Hey, Stupid.”

I finally disentangled myself from my purse, bookbag, and groceries, then reached down and removed my shoe. How had I fallen, you wonder? The head of a nail was visible at the bottom of the threshold. That blasted nail jumped up and grabbed my shoelace at the mid-tongue section of my sneaker!!!

Thankfully I didn’t break anything, but today my hips feel like I’ve been imitating Elvis. I can barely walk!

I’m so grateful a merry heart is like medicine… Because I could use some! ♦

~ Jericha Kingston

 
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Posted by on November 18, 2016 in Humor, Jericha Kingston, Writing

 

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