December 9, 2019

Christmas BOOK Giveaways

Looking for a thoughtful yet inexpensive Christmas gift? WhiteFire Publishing is giving away 5 books in a Christmas Gift Giveaway. Nominate a friend to receive a WFP title as a gift now through 12/11. Winners will be selected & sent a GIFT WRAPPED book!
1. Browse WFP titles HERE
2. Then fill out THIS FORM telling WHO should receive WHAT book and WHY.
WFP will gift wrap and ship the winners' books (12/13) either directly to them, or to you to give them personally.
Fill out the form as many times as you like for as many books and recipients!

And while you're entering book drawings... I'm giving away a signed copy of Wings Like a Dove. Enter through midnight, December 10, by leaving a comment on THIS POST telling us who inspires you. Winner announced December 11.

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I've published five novels and 2 novellas (more about those on my website.) I've been writing all my life, but decided in 2007 to get serious about being published.

I love action movies and Jane Austen. (she’s dead, I know. I found that out when I tried to get her to endorse my novel)

They let me play Bass guitar and sing in a worship band.

I can produce 4 dozen homemade cinnamon rolls in a flash for a crowd of drooling young adults. Or publishing house editors.

I used to have a Harley. Now we have six (going on seven) grandkiddos. Decent trade, really.

I am a proud Grammy. Don't even think about taking candy from my babies.

I hate shopping (Yes, I'm aware that I'm a girl)

I've lived in Oregon all my life, spent time in Eugene (Go DUCKS!), Springfield, Reedsport, and Smith River. Which is not really a town, but a river, about 70 miles long, a tributary of the Umpqua River in southwest Oregon.

Although it's not a town, it is a community with a strong sense of pioneer history. It's cool to say you've lived there, especially if you lived there during the days when you had to take a boat to school. No joke! The old farmhouse my grandfather and my mother grew up in still stands, nestled into a narrow, pasture carpeted valley, complete with a swimmin' hole and its own 'crick'. It may turn up in one of my novels.

There's a rumor that my ancestors had a connection with the Mafia back in Sicily. I used to fantasize as a kid about a big black limo with tinted windows pulling up and whisking me away from school. Ahhh. So THAT'S why I'm having so much trouble conjugating my dangling participles now.

NOT RANDOM: I am challenged by the truth and amazed by the grace of God. And it's either in spite of or because of that grace that I hold a PhD in Learning Stuff the Hard Way.