Oh — the tales the walls could tell — but gossiping is wrong — so they will stay silent.
Let’s take a tour. Kitchen with commercial stove and two refrigerators. A nice island counter with storage for all the cooks and helpers to gather around. A deep sink – double or triple. Don’t forget the serving counter. A piano in the main area — you’ll hear it during Sunday school opening and at other events. Restrooms — a necessity and so welcome. And the ever-popular smooth, round support posts. (Great fun for children of all ages to swing around until dizzy.)
Upstairs you’ll find the cloakroom — no cloaks but plenty of jackets, coats, and boots in the winter — an entry and the worship area.
Let’s return to the basement — and the party. Yes, in the fictional village of Crystal Springs — the church hosts a New Year’s Eve party — with music, food, and games. Don’t forget the midnight toast!
The first of the three Crystal Spring Romances is currently available for 0.99 — this is the perfect time to sample some sweet romance with a touch of suspense.
Authors do a lot of thinking before they put the first word on the page. A common prompt is “What if?” another is “Where?”
When starting the story that became my first published novel — I spent a lot of time figuring out “Where” and “Who” and “Why”
I wanted a peaceful place, tending on boring at first glance, but where turmoil is just below the surface.
So what’s a place that should be quiet and dull? How about a Christmas tree farm in January, when all the hub-bub of cutting and shipping and sales is done for the year and planting and sheering and summer work is months away. Should be an easy place for a city relative to mind a few animals and take a couple weeks to find mental balance.
However…this is a small town romance with a hint of suspense…so anything can happen.
A reunion and second chances are interrupted by gunshots.
The size of the village, town, or city is not an indication of the amount of Christmas spirit within the citizens.
When I was a child, our village of less than 400 residents celebrated large. Green garlands were strung across Main Street from one light pole to another. An evergreen tree was decorated with lights. Children were treated to a Christmas party (Saturday before the Big Day) at the local theater. Santa made an appearance and handed out brown paper bags of treats. The school held a holiday concert. Churches opened their doors for special programs.
Like many puzzle artists, this one takes us back a number of decades to show an idealized scene. (Do puzzle buyers like horses? Are they nostalgic?)
I see a Community Center, City Hall, and the largest house in town all decked out for party time. How would you caption this one?
Height and weight proportional. This was a phrase used when women gained access to occupations previously denied to them. The height and weight requirements for a physically fit male did not suit women.
The same standard can be applied to all sorts of things. For example: a new church with the maximum capacity of 100 would be completely out of place in a growing suburb. A grand hotel with 500 guest rooms and banquet facilities would overshadow a rural community of 300 residents.
A heroine with a love of dogs. Seed of Desire is a sweet romantic suspense with an opening scene at the annual 4-H obedience trials.
Beth flicked her gaze to the judge on the set up on the racetrack. Easy on the eyes.
The quick observation had her estimating the man near her age of twenty-eight, six foot, and lean. His wheaten hair could use a trim, but she’d forgive him for neglecting the barber shop. It should be illegal for a man to look that good in a white dress shirt open at the neck, the sleeves rolled up to the elbow under his green official 4-H judge’s vest. Stop it. Men are off-limits.
For the complete blurb and order information — click on the “Seed of Desire” tab on this website.
When we meet Linc Dray in Hiding Places, he’s in a desperate situation.
Wanted: single female, age 21-30. He reviewed the first line of the ad overdue to be posted on the regional Craigslist. Desire quick marriage? Seeking long-term relationship? No, he discarded the second line as tacky. The truth in the mental discard files mattered less as the days counted down. Today left thirteen. Less than two weeks to find a woman, convince her he wasn’t a pervert or serial killer, and legally marry.
Check out the complete blurb for this marriage of convenience sweet romance under the “Hiding Places” tab on this web site.
Available as ebook or paperback from popular on-line retailers.
When on a scenic drive — as passenger, not driver — be sure to glance UP at the scenery.
This particular bluff is located between two small river towns on the Upper Mississippi (in this case, upper equals north of the Ohio River) . It also happens to be named The Maiden Rock.
Yes, at one time (perhaps still) you can buy a printed copy of the “legend”. In this one the princess is named Winona and her father is Chief Red Wing. And like similar stories at other bluffs along the river, she gathered her dead lover — from the wrong tribe — into her arms and leaps off into the waters below.
Please to remember — the road and railroad were not carved into the foot of the bluff at this time.
Please check our hours. We have a tiny staff and they need time off to have a life.
You’ll find the above line applies to all sorts of businesses in a small town. Sometimes that Mom & Pop store — the staff is Mr. & Mrs. If they can find the cash to hire a part-time employee, or have a child old enough to work several hours a week — that’s all good.
When open — regular business hours — for their unique business — expect good service. Smiles and laughs are included at no charge.
Closed Sunday and Monday. Check the listing for scheduled hours, including evenings. Book return is 24/7.
And yes, that is a farm tractor (or maybe it belongs to the village) moving out of the camera frame.