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Christian Fiction Friday: October 30th

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, I’ve returned to Christmas Star Sapphire, which is second generation novella from the Jewel Series. This book releases November 1st! (Which is tomorrow for many of you!) You can find it at this link.

christmas star sapphire smallJOE took the offered mug of coffee from Larry Grant. Larry pastored at Joe’s church and the two men had become fast friends despite a forty-year age difference. He enjoyed the company and the quaint little house every single time he visited, which he often did after church services or church functions.

Today, he had knocked and Larry had answered with a countenance that anticipated a door-to-door salesman. Upon seeing Joe, his expression transformed into one of initial joy then to contemplation before he greeted, “Well, happy Thanksgiving, young man of God. You missed dinner, but there’s pumpkin pie and coffee.”

They moved into the now familiar den. The two story brick house had originally been constructed in the early twentieth century with small rooms, tall ceilings, and a wraparound porch. Larry had often recruited Joe as his assistant in various home improvement projects. While maintaining many original fixtures, the entire house had been rewired, all the windows had been replaced with modern vinyl clad glass, and the plumbing had been updated, though the cast iron claw foot bathtub had survived. Larry had also contracted installation of central air conditioning, which certainly made the southern Alabama summers a bit more bearable and probably accounted for Joe’s frequent visits.

“Where were we?” Larry tossed another piece of split wood onto the fire before sitting down across from Joe at the chess board and lifting his own warm mug of coffee.

“Let me see if I can remember. Oh, yeah. It’s been your move for two weeks.” Joe leaned back and took a sip of the strong brew. From the kitchen, he could hear Larry’s wife, Ana, washing dishes.

Larry studied the board and finally moved a bishop. After about three seconds, Joe moved his knight out, putting the bishop in jeopardy. “Something’s on your mind, son,” Larry observed, his eyes studying the board. “You haven’t once mentioned the beating the Patriots handed the Titans last week.”

Joe took another sip of coffee, thought about ignoring the insight, then rejected the thought. He really needed to talk with someone, to get out of his own head. It was the reason he had come here in the first place. “There’s this girl.”

“I see.” Larry sat back and interlaced his fingers over his stomach. “Is she in some kind of trouble?”

Joe shook his head. “I don’t think so. I think I might be.”

Larry grinned. “Oh, it’s like that.” He pointed a finger at him. “You know, young man of God, there’s an old saying that goes, ‘It always starts with a woman.’”

“I don’t know if that’s in the Bible,” Joe replied with a smile.

“Paraphrasing. Read Proverbs, boy. Half that book backs up that quote. Heck, so does Genesis, come to think of it.” He settled back into his chair and Joe knew that the chess game was not going to continue tonight. “Tell me about this girl that troubles you so.”

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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Christian Fiction Friday: October 16th

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, I’ve returned to A Harmony for Steve, which is the 4th book in the Song of Suspense Series.

cover-front_9781939603-4ah4s_640She’d woken up this morning intending to get some writing done, but after a light breakfast, she went up to her keyboard and found she had absolutely no creative energy. Knowing she still mourned Sherry’s illness and death, she poured a cup of tea and found herself sitting on the deck for hours, watching the wildlife in the woods surrounding her cabin.

As she sat, she thought about the tabloid article – which she’d bought before Franklin had even shown it to her. The speed at which that photograph found itself the headlining story kind of shocked her. The national magazine must have stopped the presses and pushed everything aside in order to get it out to the public three short days after the concert.
A slow burn of anger at the entire incident threatened to interrupt the tranquility she’d sought and found out here on the deck. What a waste of life, she thought, to destroy one’s body and mind with substances. What a waste of talent. She knew Steve Slayer was one of the most celebrated guitarists in the world at the moment, and yet minutes after playing for forty-thousand people, he could barely stand upright. What would bring a person to such a low state of self worth?

She didn’t actually take the incident personally. He likely didn’t even look at her face and maybe might not even remember it happening in the first place. At that moment, she was simply an object. Any woman, young or old, probably would have elicited the same reaction from him. Which, in her mind, made it even more unacceptable.

While she longed to face whatever anger she felt at the incident creating a false rumor designed to hurt her reputation, she didn’t feel the emotional energy to confront it. Instead, she reined it in and tried to stop thinking about it. She set her tea cup down and pulled her legs up to her chest while she watched a doe with two fawns cautiously step out into the clearing of her cabin. Not willing to move, afraid she’d scare them off, she sat very still and watched the beauty of the wild animals as they ate from a patch of wild clover.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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Christian Fiction Friday: October 9th

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, I’ve returned to A Harmony for Steve, which is the 4th book in the Song of Suspense Series.

cover-front_9781939603-4ah4s_640Steve jerked awake when he felt the toe of a boot nudge him. It took a moment to get his barrings. He lay face down in the sand. As he pushed himself up to his knees, he realized that he didn’t have on a shirt and his jeans were soaked with ocean water. His head pounded and his stomach rolled.

“Good morning, sunshine.” His manager, Cain Proctor, used a normal tone of voice, but it sounded like a gong going off inside of his head.

He pushed himself to a sitting position and drew his legs up. It looked like he didn’t have on any shoes, either. As he moved, he winced at a pain on his side near his hip. It looked like he had a nasty gash, but he couldn’t remember what happened.

Deciding he could maybe stand without falling, he got to his feet. Wobbling slightly, he pushed both hands through the tangled mane of hair. He needed a shower to wash the salt water off. But first –

He patted his pockets but came up empty. Without being asked, Cain handed him a cigarette and a lighter. As soon as Steve lit the cigarette, Cain held out a little blue pill and a bottle of water.

“What’s that?”

“It’s called you have a concert tonight and you need to function.”

He didn’t want the pill. He never wanted the pills. Just like he didn’t want the party the night before. But if he had a concert tonight, then he needed something to help him function. With a sigh, he popped the pill in his mouth and washed it down with the entire bottle of water.

He turned and looked at the row of  houses behind him. He spotted his. He hadn’t wandered too far away this time.

“They’re all gone,” Cain said. For the first time, Steve looked at him. He took the term Hipster to an all new level. He had on a navy suit with all of the edges trimmed in white, making him look like a cartoon drawing. His red and white checkered shirt was buttoned to the neck. He wore horned rimmed glasses, black chargers in his ears, and had his goatee trimmed close to his face.

“Who are all gone?” The water he’d consumed started to make him feel better and his brain began to lose some of the haze of the hangover.

“The people who were there last night.”

“The people you invited?” He started walking, knowing that Cain would follow. “I told you I didn’t want a party.”

“It’s the 4th of July and you’re Steven Slayer, lead singer and guitarist of Abaddon. You throw parties.”

He wanted to rail and scream, but the pounding in his head prevented him from doing anything more than quietly saying, “I don’t want any parties for a while. I need a break.”

He pivoted on his bare foot and walked over the sand toward his house. His side ached, terribly. He thought he might need to get it looked at. But even as he walked, he felt the pill start to work its magic. By the time he entered his house and walked through the rubble a team of cleaners worked on cleaning up, he headed straight for the large stainless steel fridge in the kitchen and pulled out a cold beer. He drank most of it before he made it to his bedroom. As he stepped into the steaming shower, he tossed the empty bottle into the trash can.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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Christian Fiction Friday: September 11th

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, I completed the final edits in a second generation Jewel Series titled Christmas Star Sapphire. It follows the story of Madeline Viscolli and Joe Westcott. Here is a snippet from Chapter 2 (you can preorder this Christmas novella, releasing November 1st, at this link):

christmas star sapphire smallShe ran her tongue over her teeth. If she felt stupid a minute ago, she set herself up to feel really dumb now. “Redheaded Westcott, from Providence, Rhode Island, living on a big boat. Are you by chance a ‘Westcott Marine’ Westcott?”

The angry flash in his eye surprised her. “How would you know that?”

Max laughed out loud. “She pinned you down, brother.”

Unsure of the source of the unnatural vehemence she heard in his tone, she held up a hand. “Just curious, honestly. My father once bought and sold a boat manufacturing company in Boston. He used it to help me see the paperwork trail of the flipping of a company like that. I remember that, in Boston anyway, they like to think they’re somewhat of a business rival. That’s all. I know there’s a couple of sons among the brothers who own Wescott Marine. Are you one of the sons?”

“Viscolli.” His eyes narrowed. “Madeline Viscolli. So that would be the same Viscolli Enterprises that saved Elohim Boats from bankruptcy?”

With a grin, she confirmed. “Yes! It was just Walters Watercraft when Papa bought it. Small world, huh?”

“Oh, yeah. Small world.” His voice lacked any detectable emotion. Then his eyes softened a little. “Elohim makes very nice boats. Sleek and elegant but sturdy and sound. Walters built solid boats but Elohim creates distinction.”

“So does Wescott, Mr. Joe Wescott.”

He cocked his head. His voice went back to monotone. “Think so? I guess. Maybe.”

While he stared at her as if examining something fascinating, a thought occurred to her. “I don’t get it. If you’re a Westcott Marine Westcott, then you should have plenty of access to transport for your boat that’s too large to get out of the water. Right?”

“You’d think so, wouldn’t you?” He asked rhetorically, his voice remaining even, his smile forced. Then he stepped back and glanced at Alana and Max. “I am going to call it a night, friends. Alana, beautiful brochures. Everyone who picked one up opened it. I watched.”

“Wonderful!” She squeezed his upper arm. “You be careful biking out there in the dark.”

With the sudden attitude change, she thought he’d ignore her as he left, but he did turn back to her. “It was a pleasure, Miss Viscolli. As always. Have a good night and I’ll see you in small groups tomorrow.”

With a frown, she looked at Alana. “What was that all about?”

The older woman stepped closer to her. “That is for him to tell you, lovely girl. I don’t gossip even on a bad day and today was a wonderful day.” She gestured at the food table. “Let me see what kind of fruit I can scare up. Baby Max is craving some watermelon! And I swear I feel like I could drink a gallon of water.”

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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Christian Fiction Friday: August 21st

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, have been writing a Christmas novella that is a second generation Jewel Series titled Christmas Star Sapphire. It follows the story of Madeline Viscolli and Joe Westcott. Here is a snippet from Chapter 3:

“Morning, Joe,” the seventy-year-old owner Paula said. “Little early for this cool weather, eh.”

“If the air were drier, it would be a lot better. After that ride, I could do with some of your hot coffee.” He removed his bike helmet, fastened the chin strap to the shoulder strap of his bag, and absently and pointlessly attempted to smooth his hair back down.

“Fresh pot’s brewing right now. I’ll bring it on over to you when it’s ready. Take a seat.”

starsapphireHis eyes scanned the room and he spotted Barbara Mullins, the reason for the early morning meeting. The sophomore from Birmingham had her head bowed and sniffled into her paper napkin. As Joe approached, he felt his steps pause when he saw Madeline Viscolli seated across from Barbara. As soon as he recognized her, he waited for the skip of the beat of his heart and the catch of his breath. When he expected to see her, he could usually brace himself and control it. But the unexpected times, like this, actually took his breath away and made him feel nervous, jittery, and uncharacteristically shy.

He had seen a lot of beautiful things in his life. He had seen sunrises and sunsets over crystal seas that would envelop every sense like a symphony. He had seen longboats and yachts hand crafted with the finest attention to the smallest detail that soared over the water like sea foam. He had seen beauty in his lifetime. But he had never seen anything as beautiful as Madeline Viscolli.

Now steeled against the feelings, he felt he could safely approach the table. He mentally wished Barbara would look up and scoot over to accommodate him, but she didn’t even see him walk up. Instead, Madeline looked up at him, her ultramarine eyes shining like sapphires, and a warm smile lit up her face.

He wondered, absently, how a woman devoid of any makeup, wearing a worn out Florida Gators sweatshirt with her hair piled on top of her head could possibly look so beautiful that her loveliness could steal a grown man’s breath. As she moved over for him, he took the time to slip his bag over his head and set it on the ground next to the table. When he slid into the booth, his hip and thigh brushed up against Madeline’s.

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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Christian Fiction Friday: July 17th

Welcome to this week’s 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!

This week, I finished my editing on Valor’s Vigil, book 8 in my Virtues and Valor series. Here is a snippet from Chapter 5:

He left the man behind, knowing his orders would be followed exactly, and stormed through the halls of the prison offices. When he reached his own office, he was surprised to find Kapitän Neumann waiting behind his desk. He immediately came to attention, though the pain in his abdomen made him want to collapse in the chair currently occupied by his Kapitän.

Oberleutnant Schäfer,” the captain said, standing, “congratulations on the arrest.”

“It was premature. We had her under surveillance and I did not know she was arrested until an hour ago.”

The captain raised an eyebrow. “Do you need to be replaced as head of this facility?”

“Not at all, sir. I just need competent sergeants who don’t act on their own accord without orders.” And blatantly against orders, but he didn’t add that. I did not want the captain to think he had no control of his sergeants.

The captain froze and murmured, “Without orders?” The man began to pace around the office. Leo had not been told to stand at ease and thus had not moved from his position of attention. Therefore, he did not turn his head and visually track his commander as the captain paced around the room. Instead, he stared straight ahead, seething, hoping that Neumann would order him to have Seargeant Bauer arrested. He’d lock the cell himself.

“Why did your sergeant arrest her prematurely and without orders?” He asked, looking at a portrait print of his beloved Führer on the wall.

“I had to go to Paris for a meeting. While I was gone, he acted. I think he wanted some glory. Instead, I think he’s getting some prison time.”

“Just have him beaten and be done with it.” The captain waved a hand toward him then realized that the junior officer still stood in a stiff brace. Leo noted that his commander very carefully asked no questions about his Paris meeting. “At ease. What have you been able to glean from her so far? Anything?”

“Nothing. She’s been beaten until she can’t sit up by men twice her size. I suspect her jaw is broken. I don’t know why they expected to get anything from her. I’m not sure her interrogation can be salvaged.”

The captain raised an eyebrow. “You have ideas of a different method?”

He thanked God for this unexpected opportunity. “Of course. She’s a woman. Like all women she’ll respond better to silk than to steel.”

Neumann narrowed his eyes. “Rather American thinking. I suppose I should have expected no less.”

Leo felt his cheeks burn, silently cursing his complexion that allowed the captain to see his visceral reaction even though he attempted to hide it from his expression. He was not embarassed. Rage flooded his heart, causing the flush. “I cannot change where my father raised me, Kapitän.”

Now it’s your turn! Just link your Christian Fiction Friday! Here are the rules:

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.


Suggestions:

1. Visit at least some of the other Christian Fiction Friday authors each week and comment on their blogs.

2. Don’t offer critiques unless the author specifically asks for it in his or her post.

3. Please include this blurb at the end of your weekly post:

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.
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