Welcome to the first edition of Christian Fiction Friday brought to you by me and my lovely and talented co-host, Alana Terry! This is a chance for Christian authors to post short snippets from their works in progress! Easy and fun!
Here is my offering for the week: four paragraphs from my current work in progress, Flight of Faith, Part 7 of the Virtues and Valor Series.
Eddie’s voice sounded quiet, so quiet that Helen wondered if she was the only one who heard the slight edge of menace. “That ain’t funny, Troy.”
“I said I’m going. I’m leaving for England. In the morning.”
JoAnn stood. “Don’t be foolish. There’s a war on. The seas aren’t safe. I know you read about the Lusitania!”
“I’m not sailing.” Helen swallowed and lifted her chin. “I’m flying. I’m flying Texas Diamond over and I’m going to volunteer. Just like Eddie did.”
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1. Christian Fiction Friday is a blog hop where authors post short (400-ish words or less) snippets from their current works in progress (not published pieces).
2. Keep it PG-13 or lower. No swearing, no sex scenes. If you have a particularly violent scene or deal with a heavy or controversial subject matter, please include a disclaimer at the beginning of your post.
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Christian Fiction Friday is a weekly blog hop where authors post snippets from their current Works in Progress. It is hosted by Alana Terry and Hallee Bridgeman.
From THE PASTOR’S CHRISTIMAS STAR:, Book Two in The Donnelly Brothers series:
If one more person tried to play matchmaker with him, Connor Donnelly didn’t know what he’d do, but it might not be pastor-like.
He grabbed his ski jacket from the hook on the back of the door to his office at Hazardtown Community Church. He’d better get over to Sonrise Camp and Conference Center, or he’d be late for the Christmas pageant practice he was supposed to be directing.
Connor flipped his collar up against the cold night air. Even his older brother Jared—the man least likely to marry—had gotten into the matchmaker act since his wedding last summer. He shuddered at the memory of last weekend’s blind double date. Jared and his wife Becca had set him up with the younger sister of her college friend who was in Ticonderoga on business. Becca had failed to tell the woman he was a minister. When it came up at dinner, she’d clammed up and made her exit as quickly as she could without being blatantly rude. It wasn’t that Connor would mind being married. He’d just rather do the choosing, and hadn’t found a woman he cared strongly enough about—except . . .
Pushing that thought from his head, he drove the short distance to the camp. He had more immediate things to occupy his time than his lame love life, like finding a replacement for Terry Delacroix, his church organist and the music director for the Paradox Lake area churches’ annual Christmas Eve pageant and ecumenical service. His church was sponsoring the service this year, making him the production director. Acing the production would help to solidify his standing with the small faction of his congregation who still weren’t convinced Jerry Donnelly’s son was the right pastor for Hazardtown Community.
As he opened the door to the newly built camp auditorium, he caught the end of a conversation between the twelve-year-old Bissette twins who were standing in the hallway off of the entry way.
“She deserves a nice Christmas present, especially since Mom says she’s getting her act together now. I think Pastor Connor would be perfect.”
Jean, I love the, “it might not be pastor-like.” Had me laughing and wanting to read just how tortured this man’s life could become by all the well-meaning women in his life. 🙂
Hallee, I like Helen already. The woman’s got gumption and guts – my kinda gal.
This sounds like a fun idea, Hallee!
From my upcoming summer release, A Dream for Love:
Gracie padded into the great room ahead of Laurel.
Chris and Ryan were talking. Chris was gesturing at the sea beyond the wall of windows. “If you’re here in the next month, I’ll take you out. Fishing the Derby is an experience you don’t want to miss.”
Laurel’s heart skipped a beat. They’re talking about next month? What had she missed? Was Ryan coming back? “You’re going fishing? When?”
Gracie scampered across the floor and jumped into Ryan’s chair with him. “Can I go fishing too?”
“We can all go fishing. I’ll have most weekends off as long as the weather holds for the outside shoots during the week. I’d love to see,” Ryan paused, kissed the top of Gracie’s head, and then gazed over at Laurel. “It’d be great to see you, everyone, again.”
He was looking at her. She couldn’t get enough air in her lungs. She wouldn’t live to see thirty-five if she spent more time with Ryan. Her heart was either racing or pounding or she was struggling to breathe. The man would be the death of her one way or another. But now, right now, he was making plans to return. To her. To Gracie. To them.
Laurel shuffled a few feet to her left to stand behind the chair Tammy was sitting in. She had to say something. Everyone was staring at her. “Fishing would be fun.”
“What are you talking about? You never go with us,” Chris said without even glancing at Laurel.
Max and Cole laughed. They were no longer Laurel’s favorite nephews. Seconds later Tammy threw a pillow at her husband. Chris gave Tammy one of those “what-I’d-say” looks. Laurel hoped the embarrassment burning in her chest wasn’t rising on her cheeks.
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“WHERE DOES EVIL COME FROM?” This is the first blog hop I’ve done. Did I do it correctly?
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Thanks for hosting this! I’ve never done a blog hop before, but it’s been fun. 🙂
I’m so glad you enjoyed it! We will be doing it every Friday.
I love Helen’s resolve. Happy first Friday to us and everyone who joined in! Have a great weekend.
A Father’s Prayer
Says one reviewer: A Christmas Prayer is about a young boy with autism and the people who love and protect him. The story drew me in and I couldn’t put it down until I finished it. It’s a novella so it is possible to read it quickly. The writing is engaging, emotional and portrays the hoys and difficulties of raising a special needs child. Blessings to Mrs. Rondeau. I look forward to reading more of her work.
Award-winning author Linda Rondeau returns with a tender romance about a country singer, a father’s plea for forgiveness, and a woman’s heartbreak.
A year after learning of a son’s existence, Country music legend, Ethan Jacobs returns to Jasper Falls, a place of bitter memories, to help the his twelve-year-old autistic child, given up for adoption at birth. Orphaned after the death of his adoptive parents, the boy is at risk of institutionalization due to probation violations and alleged inadequate guardianship of his current caregiver, an older, adoptive sister. In view of his son’s delicate emotional state, the court advises Ethan to keep his relationship to Gib secret for now.