Don’t Feed the Author
Hey y'all, this morning's book signing/discussion for Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy at the Lincoln Parish Library in Ruston, LA exceeded my expectations! As my author friends know full well, we NEVER know what to expect from these types of events. Sometimes, the most you can expect in the way of a crowd (unless you're John Grisham) is two or three people
Bring words with you and follow me
Hey y'all, Like me, you may have read the following prayer before. Like me, you may want to read it again. It was offered for our nation over the country's radio airwaves by President Franklin D. Roosevelt on June 6, 1944, the eve of D-Day as Allied troops were invading German-occupied Europe. I don't post it to start a wearying political discussion on the strengths and weaknessess of
Wrapped in the Arms of Love
Hey y'all, I'm always trying to describe how I came to be head over heels in love with the Word. It's not a relationship that happened overnight and it did NOT happen just because I decided to follow Jesus. On the contrary, I spent years as a follower of Christ wondering what in the world was wrong with me. I remember trying to get up in the mornings' wee hours to
Seaside, Florida and SunDog Books– I Loved ‘Ya!
When I arrived in Sandestin Saturday afternoon, the ocean was calling my name. I wasted little time getting my feet in that glorious sand and offering praise to her Creator and mine. When he gave the sea its boundary so the waters would not overstep his command, and when he marked out the foundations of the earth. Proverbs 8:29 Afterwards I was blessed to sign books
Hello and Goodbye Friendly Fairhope, Alabama– Sweet Memories
Fairhope is one friendly place, y'all! Had a great signing at Page & Palette. Hate that I didn't get a pic with Douglas, Manager Extraordinaire, as he did a great job all evening. And huge thanks also for to Liz at Penguin Publicity for hooking me up on Fairhope "First Friday"-- which is like one big street party with music, food, shopping, and tons of
Whatever You Do, Don’t Look Down
One of the things I get the most around here is, "I don't know how you're doing everything you're doing." I imagine I answer some version of that at least once a week, if not more. Earlier this evening I realized that I seldom address it seriously, I generally choose to make a joke of some sort instead, and I've never discussed it with the All Things Southern porch at large.