Faith & Fiction

Book Review: The Betrayal A Precinct 11 Novel by Jerry Jenkins

2011-09-02T06:33:00.000-07:00

Boon Drake is back in the second book of the Precinct 11 Series. It picks up right where The Brotherhood left off and takes you on a non-stop ride of mystery, action, heart and the hunt for the truth. Drake has taken down the heads of the biggest street gangs and organized crime units and barely escaped with his life. Now he is back and it soon becomes apparent something is not right. When his girlfriend Haeley is arrested, he has no choice but to put himself back into the game and find out the truth, even if it‘s not what he wanted to hear. He doesn’t know who he can trust and who he shouldn’t. He has to rely on his mind and his heart to lead him through and to stay alive. Enemies are friends and friends are enemies in this exciting story of a cop who has loved, lost and pressed on with his faith.

Jerry Jenkins has done a wonderful job with the sequel to The Brotherhood. It flowed from one book to the next perfectly and left me griping the edge of my seat the entire time. I couldn’t put the book down until I had devoured it from cover to cover. The Betrayal is filled with action, heart and comfort.

Jerry Jenkins is a New York Times Bestselling author. He also owns the Christian Writers Guild. He has made USA Today, Publishers Weekly and Wall Street Journal lists. If you would like more information on this author and his books, be sure to stop by his website http://www.jerryjenkins.com/

*I received a free advance readers copy of this book from the publisher. I was not required to write a positive review. All opinions expressed are my own.*

BOOK REVIEW: Desert Gift by Sally John

2011-07-26T14:53:00.000-07:00

A nationally known marriage expert, Jillian Galloway is successful, married and thinks everything is perfect. Well until the morning her and her husband are set to leave for a trip. Without any warning Jillian's husband announces he wants a divorce.

With her home life in ruins and her career based on keeping marriages happy, how can Jillian go on? Everything is falling apart and she is lost as to how to handle it. Will her marriage be saved? Can she continue with her career?

Sally John's new book Desert Gift, is a wonderful book that takes the reader on a journey of a husband and wife who somewhere lost their way and try to find their way back.

I found Desert Gift to be a exceptional read and I look forward to reading more books by Sally John. I highly recommend this book.

For more information on this author be sure to check out her website.

http://www.sally-john.com/

*I recieved a copy of this book from the publisher for the purpose of reviewing. I was not required to write a postive review. All opinions expressed are my own.*

Book Review: The Skin Map (Trade Paper) by Stephen R. Lawhead

2011-05-11T10:57:00.000-07:00

Book Review: The Skin Map (Trade Paper) by Stephen R. Lawhead

Review by: Shellie Bailey

Publisher: Thomas Nelson

The Skin Map is fiction novel which takes the reader on a journey through alternative realities. Kit Livingston’s great-grandfather appears to him and reveals a story that sends Kit on an unusual journey of mystery, alternative realities and times. By using ley lines in Britain a person is able to gain access to other worlds, a multi-layered universe which is unknown to all but a select few. The Skin Map is a code-roadmap of symbols-an explorer tattooed onto his body to avoid being lost in the cosmos. The map has since been lost and now the race is on to find the pieces and reveal its secrets.

Based on the cover and the book description I was excited to read this one. I found the book to have a unique plot and overall was interesting to read. I initially had a hard time getting into the story and it was hard for me to keep reading it even with the interesting plot. The writing just didn’t draw me in as some books do. My high expectations for the book were let down. The book is broken down into separate parts and the chapters are titled. I did find some chapters to be gripping, while others seemed to fall short.

I do recommend giving the book a shot, overall it is unique and for someone else it may be the perfect read. The book is a mix of sci-fi, mystery, action and historical so it appeals to many reader tastes.

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Book Review: The Velveteen Bible

2011-05-03T15:38:00.000-07:00

From the Publisher:

A sweet addition to the Tommy Nelson Baby/Toddler Bible line, using an adorable image of a flocked velvet bunny.

Inspired by Baby's First Bible with the adorable fuzzy duck cover, this new offering for little ones, The Velveteen Bible features soft fur and a fuzzy tail! Inside, the New King James Version scripture is accompanied by whimsical images of bunnies and other baby animals, colorful borders, and lovely sentiments from the scriptures. The Bible is packaged in a keepsake treasure box.

My Review:

I found the Velveteen Bible to be a wonderful starter Bible for a child. It comes in a matching box and the cute rabbit on the front cover of both the box and the Bible are velvet. I found the Bible to be easy to read and loved the pictures placed throughout. The Bible is in the new King James Version and is part of the Tommy Nelson line from Thomas Nelson Publishers. The small size is perfect for smaller hands and there is a dedication page which allows the child to list brothers and sisters, grandparents, parents and events.

Overall it’s a great gift idea, but depending on the age of the child it may be a few years before they can read it. It’s published in the same style and font as most Bibles and is a full Bible. The pictures do offer scripture on them that the child will be able to look at. I am excited to give this to my daughter as her first Bible.

I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

Book Review: A Flight of Shadows by Sigmund Brouwer

2011-02-25T18:16:00.000-08:00

Her genetic secret could change humanity forever.

Her DNA grants her the ultimate power.

But all she wants is to disappear.

**From back cover**

Caitlyn Brown is anything but normal and desperately wishes to hide away from the world around her. In a future America she is attempting to blend in and hide the deformity on her back, but the task is almost impossible. She soon finds herself on the run with a street smart illusionist named Razor. Caitlyn can trust no one as she attempts to make contact with friends already watched by the government. A bounty hunter is staying in pursuit and soon Caitlyn realizes the extent of her DNA. Powerful people are after her and what she holds in her genes. Will she choose freedom or self-sacrifice to change human destiny?

This is the first novel of Sigmund Brouwer’s I have read and I found it beyond interesting. The plot and characters are distinctive and have strong personal stories. The action is nonstop and will keep you turning the pages. The novel feels like fantasy and sci-fi, but shows a realistic picture of where our own world could go in the future with science. I recommend this novel to anyone who enjoys futurist action novels with unique characters.

Sigmund Brouwer is a best-selling author if Broken Angel and eighteen additional novels. He gives writing workshops in schools. He is married to recording artist Cindy Morgan and they split their time between Nashville and Red Deer, Alberta.

I give this book 3.5 of 5 stars.
**Book recieved from publisher as review copy. I was not required to write a positive review. All opinions expressed are my own.**

Writing: Making it a career

2011-02-25T08:27:00.000-08:00

It is important to view your writing as a career, even if it’s not currently a paying one. Writing is full time work and hopefully work you enjoy to the fullest or you wouldn’t spend time doing it. For 2011 I have decided I am going to be more pursuant in my writing career and begin making progress and maybe even some cold hard cash. I have a full time job to pay the bills so writing has tended to not be on the front burner, but I want that to change.

So I ventured out into the land of freelance writing, a new stepping stone for me. At first the stones felt wobbly under my bare clad newbie feet, but it didn’t take me long to realize I could do this! The internet is full of sites for writing jobs, some pay and some don’t. But hey getting published is every writer’s dream, so most (including myself) will take publication with out pay. Because one day I hope with the experience it will lead me down the path of something greater.

So my journey has begun and I am feeling good. I am gaining practice, knowledge and yep even some money. I have found several sites that seem to have been smart choices Examiner.com, Yahoo! Associated Content and hopefully About.com. Prayers are spewing out of me on the last one there, since it’s not the easiest to gain access to.

Freelance writing keeps me in the mind frame to write, especially with Yahoo! since you mainly accept assignments to write and they have deadlines. Since this one typically pays you have to get it done and on time to earn your keep. Motivation 101.

By writing at least once a day it makes it easier not to fall into the rut of not writing for long periods of time. This of course aids in my novel writing, which has been going in and out of dark tunnels since becoming pregnant in September.

Some things I started the New Year out doing are:

Searching out freelance writing opportunities
Entering contests
Joined a critique group
Look for magazines and publications accepting submissions and submit, submit, submit!!
I purchased a planner to keep track of what submissions were out and due dates for critiques, book reviews and writing assignments. Keeping track is not only professional, but key to making everything flow.

I want to encourage other writers out there who are hitting the dreaded “writers block” or who are overwhelmed with life to try some freelancing. If you haven’t checked out Yahoo! then I highly recommend it, but there are a ton of sites to get you started.

Best of luck in your 2011 writing!

Book Review and Giveaway: The Brotherhood by Jerry Jenkins Series #1

2011-02-02T05:57:00.000-08:00

Genre: Fiction/Christian/General

Publisher: Tyndale

Publication Date: February 2011

Reviewed by Shellie Bailey

Boone Drake is a young cop at the Chicago Police Department and his life seems to be going along perfectly just as he planned. He is married to the love of his life with a young son. He loves his job and gets along well with his partner. He is on the right track to reaching his goal of working for the Organized Crime Division.

         All is perfect until one incident changes Boone’s world forever. A tragic accident makes Boone rethink everything in his life, including his relationship with God. When Boone comes face to face with the leader of a gang, he starts to rethink his bitterness and his life. He begins to rethink his hard heart and open his mind to see what God can do.

        I thoroughly enjoyed this novel. I found it captivating, engaging and thought provoking. This is a story that reaches deep down in us all and makes us think. How would we react? What would we do if thrust in the situation of the character? The Brotherhood will make you contemplate, maybe cry and defiantly want more. I highly recommend this novel for anyone who loves cop drama or a novel that will evoke deep emotion in you.

      One life lesson I took away from this book was to think about what is important and how we need to cherish those things over all others. Sometimes we get so busy with our plans and the daily grind we forget to stop and reflect on God’s plan and what is really important in this life.

     Jerry B. Jenkins is a best-selling author of more than 175 books. Some of these titles are Riven, The Left Behind Series, The Last Operative, John’s Story. He owns the Christian Writers Guild and Jenkins Entertainment. He and his wife Dianna live in Colorado and have three grown sons and six grandchildren.

For more information please visit http://www.tyndale.com/

**Book Recieved from Publisher for review purposes. All opinions expressed above are my own. I was not required to write a positive review.**

Be sure to leave a comment (about this book, another one of Jerry Jenkins books or even something you would like to ask the author about the book) below by midnight Tuesday February 8th, 2011 for your chance to win a copy of this book! **Family, Tyndale employees and their familes are not eligible to win.**

Check back on this blog, Facebook or my Twitter page where I will annouce the winner Wednesday Februray 9th!! You can also leave your email/website on your comment and I will contact you and let you know if you have won.

Book Review: The Jesus You Can't Ignore by John MacArthur

2011-01-13T19:34:00.000-08:00

Book Review: The Jesus You Can't Ignore by John MacArthur

           The Jesus You Can't Ignore is a non-fiction book which aids in your walk as a Christian, by examining the life of Christ and the way He taught, preached, and lived. The book goes through the life of Christ and His ministry and the situations in which Christ was involved. John MacArthur explains parts of the Scripture and shows us that Jesus always stood up tall and bold in his teachings.

     Excerpt from book:

                Jesus always ministered to them with remarkable benevolence--without delivering any scolding lectures or sharp rebukes. Invariably, when such people came to Him, they were already broken, humbled, and fed up with the life of sin. He eagerly granted such people forgiveness, healing, and full fellowship with Him on the basis of their faith alone (cf. Luke 7:50; 17:19).

       My personal opinion of the book is that its a good addition to your study in the Christian walk. There are some excellent points made in the book about acting more Christ-like in our daily lives. I did find the book to be slow and points repeated, but overall there were some interesting examples shown. This book will not be for everyone, but if your looking to get a better grasp on how Jesus handled situations based on a Biblical view then I do recommend you pick up a copy for your collection.

        John MacArthur is a pastor, author and speaker. He has been a pastor at Grace Community Church in Sun Valley, CA since 1969. He runs Grace To You Ministries and is often heard on many Christian Radio Stations. He is a multi-published author. Some other titles include the ESV MacArthur Study Bible, Slave, A Tale of Two Sons and Twelve Extraordinary Women. For more information be sure to go to his website http://www.gty.org/

**Book was received as part of the Booksneeze Book Review program. I was not required to write a positive review. All opinions are my own.**

My Writing Tool Box

2010-12-09T16:15:00.000-08:00

I added this to my blog to help other aspiring writers. There is so much information on the web about writing, publishing, landing agents, and so on it can quickly become overwhelming. So as I move along on my writing journey I will share with you the useful information I find in hopes that it saves you some time. As we know getting sidetracked on the web wastes valuable writing time. So good luck in your writing and feel free to let me know what you would like to see more of.

My Writing Toolbox

Here is a list of writing resources I have found to be helpful or are still being used in my writing toolbox. Some of these are more geared to writing for the Christian Market, but most are for any market.

The Christian Writers Guild
A few months ago I decided to sign up for the Fiction That Sells class with the CWG and found it to be one of the most helpful writing tools so far. The class was short, just four months. But I learned so much. The best thing is you get one on one attention with a professional writer. My mentor was Gayle Roper and she was wonderful. They offer longer courses such as the Apprentice, the Journeyman and the Craftsman. They are a little more expensive, but much longer and more in depth. You also become a member while enrolled as a student a are able to compete in the contests, receive member rates on books, webinairs and conferences. I highly recommend this to anyone wanting to improve their craft. http://www.christianwritersguild.com/

Fiction Writing for Dummies by Randy Ingermason and Peter Economy

This was originally a book I was not 100% on, but when I seen it for free on Kindle PC I downloaded it. I mean you can't really say no to free, right? So I went to work reading it and was blown away with the information packed into this book. It is great for any writer as it addresses all the aspects of writing, publishing and agents. This is a good resource to keep on hand.

Plot & Structure by James Scott Bell

I ordered this from Amazon.com when I first started writing. James Scott Bell has a wonderful rep in the writing community and this book is so far one of the best I have read on plot & structure of scenes. I have a more in depth review listed under the Book Review section on my blog. I reference this book often and could not imagine not having it in my library.

The Blue Book of Grammar and Punctuation by Jane Straus

I also ordered this one from Amazon.com (yes I am a Amazon.com freak) when my mentor recommended a grammar book (Grammar is not my best friend). I read so many reviews when trying to find the best one and this one seemed to shine above all the rest. After I received it in the mail I got to work on studying. Grammar seemed to be my biggest issue (Those dreaded run-on sentences) and this book was awesome. It has skill checks in the back to aid in your learning and it is written in a simple, easy to understand way. It shares it's home on my desk next to Plot & Structure.

Characters, Emotion & Viewpoint by Nancy Kress

Another handy tool to have on hand. I found The Write Great Fiction series is a very good tool. This book helps with creating indepth characters something every story needs. I have a longer book review posted under Book Reviews if you want to know more.

On Writing by Stephen King

Another Amazon.com order. I read the preview pages Amazon provides on some of its books and was amazed. Stephen King is one of the greatest authors of all time and even if you may not like what he writes, the man knows a thing or two about writing. He is blunt and straight to the point which is so refreshing. He actually provides a sample of his writing before editing and after. Sure to make any writer feel better. I recommend this book for your toolbox, especially if your seeking blunt information on what is required of you.

Social Networking (Facebook, Twitter, Blogger, Networked Blogs)
       You have probably heard this a billion times already, but network, network and network some more. Get your name and writing out there for the world to see. There are so many social sites now and best of all you can link one to the other and so on and so on. Post on FB and it posts on all your other sites. Saves time (which like I said before is so more time to write). Start your own blog, post often, follow other blogs and don't be afraid to comment. It is OK to add your blog site on your signature so people can link back to you. Its business. :-)

American Christian Fiction Writers or ACFW for short.
     I found this site is very important for writers, both published and unpublished. They tend to lean more towards wanting people who seek traditional publishing for their work over self-publishing. The membership is $50 a year. Not bad at all for all the benefits. The annual conference is amazing. There are many successful Christian writers who are members (Tosca Lee, CJ Darlington). Agents tend to look highly on this site as well, which could never look bad on the old resume. http://www.acfw.com/

Faithwriters.com
     I can not say enough good things about this website. A community of writers who are some of the most caring, supportive people I have seen. There are different levels to membership, each with perks. I myself am a 500 member because I love to enter the Weekly Challenge (when I have time). The challenge is a great way to learn deadlines (super important) and gain feedback on your skills. There are Forums and Critique's. It is a great place to come hang out and chat, write, read and learn. If you want to write for the Christian Market I recommend joining. http://www.faithwriters.com/

Agent's blogs
     Subscribe to these! They offer more valuable information in one post than you can find in days of online searches. Inside advice on securing a agent, landing a contract, the right way and wrong way of all aspects of this business. Priceless. Some of my favorites are: Steve Laube, Rachelle Gardner, W. Terry Whalin (Editor), Chip MacGregor and even though Michael Hyatt is not a agent he is the CEO of Thomas Nelson Publishers and he blogs alot. Add them to Google Reader or your favorites, facebook them and keep up with them often.

Sally Stewart You have probably heard of Sally Stewart's Market Guide. Many agents recommend getting this book to keep up with what is going on and who does what in the industry. She also has a website you can get some valuable information from.

Notebooks (lots of notebooks)

Notebooks are a writers best friend. I have small note books for on the go, larger ones for at home. One next to my bed, in my purse, car, basically all over the place. Each one contains notes and ideas that have come to me. The next great article, book idea, thoughts on the Bible and life. I tend to forget things almost as quickly as they pop into my head so notebooks are a must for me. You never want to miss a idea, because hey it could be the next bestseller.

Goal Setting and Planning

2010-12-08T19:38:00.000-08:00

Photo: Freedigitalphotos/goal/jscreationzs

Well it has been far to long since my lost post. Honestly it has been far to long since I have done much of anything I felt was productive. I think I hit the funk, if that's what you can call it. The lazy, brain unwilling, thought blocking kind of funk that renders you helpless and feeling well anything but accomplished. I assume such happens to everyone, daily life of being a full-time employee, wife, daughter, cook, maid, driver, pet caretaker, etc., seems to take over and what falls into the background is the one thing you love to do. For me my reading and writing having fallen on the hot back burner and it was the foul stench of burning dreams that brought me here today. As a new writer especially, but really for all writers it is important to read, study the craft and write alot! We can never get any better if we do not follow those three aspects. So this week I made a commitment to began getting to work. I started small and finally entered the Faithwriters.com writing challenge. A big step for me. Yes NaNo took up a large chunk of my writing in November, but I have no excuse for August-October. So I am setting my goals for December (well I have since its now the 8th) and I plan on sticking to them. No excuses. It is time to finish my first novel and prepare her for submission, its time to blog weekly and write daily.

The thought occurred to me the other day, I work so hard for myself and my day job but my writing (job) always falls behind. If God wants me to write as I believe he does, the shouldn't I consider Him my boss and well then shouldn't I work just as hard if not harder for Him? My answer was yes. I need to look at my writing as though I am working for Him. For He is the reason I write.

So here I am with my goals and plans and I am ready to go! Wish me luck.

Are you a writer? Or a full-time parent, wife, worker? How do you set goals and plans, do you find you meet these goals? Share your advice, experiences and dreams.

Book Review: Writing A Winning Fiction Book Proposal

2010-11-07T15:37:00.000-08:00

Book Review: Writing A Winning Fiction Book Proposal
By: Michael Hyatt
Review Written By: Shellie Bailey

Writing a Winning Fiction Book Proposal is written by the CEO of Thomas Nelson Publishing. Talk about getting inside information first hand. This is a EBook which addresses all the requirements of a winning proposal. It is not a long book, but it does address all the key factors a writer needs to make a good first impression on agents and editors. This book contains valuable information on:

Query Letters
Title Pages
Brief Synopsis
Sample Chapters

The most valuable part of the book is the information comes from a top publishing company. Michael Hyatt is well known in the publishing world and his feedback is refreshing to any writer, especially us who have yet to take that leap of submission.

With the information provide I feel confident in beginning my book proposal and avoiding those common newbie errors which can turn agents and editors away.

I recommend this book to any writer out there who needs something extra to make their proposal shine.

For those who write non-fiction Michael Hyatt has an additional EBook available.

Check out his website for these EBooks and other valuable information for writers. Click here to visit Michael Hyatt.

Background on author: (From book)

Michael Hyatt is the Chief Executive Officer of Thomas Nelson Publishers. He has been involved inthe publishing industry for nearly thirty years. Prior to becoming the CEO of Thomas Nelson, he served in a variety of roles within the publishing industry, primarily in editorial and marketing. He also served as a literary agent for several years.

He has also written four books, one of which landed on the New York Times bestseller list where it stayed for seven months. His most recent book, The How of Wow, is scheduled for publication in the fall of 2010.

NaNoWriMo!!

2010-10-24T16:30:00.000-07:00

So its once again time for NaNoWriMo. I am working hard on planning out my novel ahead of time this year. Last year I ended up not making it. It seems like there is always so much going on. But this year I am determined to hit the 50,000 word mark. My novel idea has me really excited. The idea come to me a few months ago, but since I had not completed my current WIP, I had to wait to get started on it. I am excited and nervous to begin this great adventure and can't wait to see my results. I have looked around and there are some great NaNoWriMo ideas out there.

To all my NaNoWriMo participants I wish you good luck and happy writing!

Shellie Bailey's NaNoWriMo page

BOOK REVIEW: The Twelfth IMAM by Joel C. Rosenberg

2010-10-17T09:40:00.000-07:00

The Twelfth Imam

CIA operative David Shirazi must work to disrupt Iran’s nuclear weapons program. With Israel on the brink of attacking, the President of the United States is working to ensure this does not happen. It is up to David to move in close, make connections and find the information needed to stop the progress, before it’s too late.

With tensions rising across the globe, the appearance of the Islam’s Twelfth Imam creates a rush for Iran’s military to finish and move forward in the creation of nuclear weapons. The annihilation of Israel and the United States is looming over David’s as he intertwines with Iran’s leaders. Islamic prophecy is unfolding in front of the world’s eyes and a regional war is on the brink. The countdown to the end of days has begun and it’s on David to stop it before it’s too late.

The Twelfth IMAN by Joel C. Rosenberg, is a non-stop action packed read. Filled with events at any moment you know could fly off the page and onto the six-o’clock news. Joel C. Rosenberg is well-known for such books as The Last Jihad, The Copper Scroll, Dead Heat, Epicenter, The Ezekiel Option, and The Last Days.

From the first page to the last you will stay hooked. The story is so in line with what could happen you feel as though you are a part of it. With a clear understanding of Biblical prophecy and an in-depth look at Islam you become one with the characters and the location. The writing is crisp and defined. As you eye crosses over word after word, anticipating the characters next move you feel hungry for more.

I was captivated from the start with this novel. It was such an eventful and entertaining read. I found it hard to put down. Be sure to check this book out and dive in deep. You will not regret it.

For more information on this author, please stop by his website: http://www.joelrosenberg.com/

**I received and Advance Reader Copy of this novel. All the opinions expressed above are my own. I was not required to write a positive review.**

BOOK REVIEW BoneMan's Daughters by Ted Dekker

2010-08-26T16:55:00.000-07:00

Review written by: Shellie Bailey

In BoneMan’s Daughters we meet a serial killer who is trying to find the perfect daughter. He has already taken the lives of six young women. Due to the simple fact they did not meet his expectations of what a daughter should be. He breaks their bones and leaves them for dead. The DA thinks they have put this BoneMan behind bars, but two years later lack of evidence frees the man.

Ryan Evans an intelligence officer is taken by terrorist. With this one event he realizes what he has done by fleeing his family was not his best decision.

BoneMan strikes again and this time it is Ryan Evan’s own daughter, Bethany. Accusations that Ryan is BoneMan flare and he has no other choice, but to go after BoneMan himself. To save his daughter.

With the clock running out, Ryan Evans is on the mission to save his daughter. To right the wrongs and take back what is his. Will he be able to stop BoneMan or will he loose the daughter he left years ago and right his mistakes?
BoneMan’s Daughters is a rollercoaster ride, full of twists and turns. It will leave you guessing till the end, unknowing of who to trust and who to root for. Ted Dekker is a mastermind of page turning, captivating stories that will leave you fulfilled and hungered for more. Dynamic plot and unforgettable characters are always part of his book. And BoneMan’s Daughters doesn’t fall short. I read this one in two days. I couldn’t put it down. I had to know what was next, I had to know if my guesses were right. Who would win? What happens? It's an edge of your seat story.

If you have ever read Dekker before you know his great ability to turn the story into a mirror of the love for us that the Father has and put it in front of you in these characters. If you have never read Ted Dekker before I recommend you pick up a copy of BoneMan’s Daughters or any of his other great titles.

Check out his web site http://www.teddekker.com/ for more information on this author and other titles.

Book Review: Havah The Story of Eve By Tosca Lee

2010-08-21T11:24:00.000-07:00

Review written by: Shellie Bailey

We all have heard the story, read the account in Genesis. The story of Adam & Eve. The story of a man and women who changed the history of all mankind with one decision. With the one choice which cast them into a fallen world and set forth all the events which followed.

In Havah Tosca Lee gives Eve a voice. A voice which tells of paradise, of love, of temptation and ruin. A story told through the eyes of a women who lived in a world with no separation from The One. Through the eyes of a women who made a choice for which she paid so dearly for. Through the eyes of a women who watched her relationship with The One, with Adam and with the world around her change in ways she never imagined. Through the eyes of a women who bore children and watched them grow, watched them changed and watched them suffer and watched them learn to love.

Once I picked up this book, I was unable to put it down until I had devoured it from cover to cover. Havah The Story of Eve is captivating and fascinating. Tosca Lee has shown such an amazing ability to tell a story and make it seem so real. It’s as if Tosca Lee reached into the mind of this woman Havah and pulled out the memories, the thoughts, the pains and the joy she really felt. My amazement with the incredible writing only increased the more I read.

Havah The Story of Eve is a must read. A story that will grab you and hold you, until you reach the last word, your mouth watering for even more. It is rare to find books you could read again, but this is one of those.

Check out Tosca Lee's website for more information on this author http://www.toscalee.com/

**I recieved this book for the purpose of reviewing from Tosca Lee/B&H Books. I was not required to write a positive review. All of the opinions expressed are my own.**

Torn

2010-08-14T13:00:00.000-07:00

A new story I am working on.

Book Review: The Last Operative by: Jerry B. Jenkins

2010-08-13T12:37:00.000-07:00

Book Review: The Last Operative by: Jerry B. Jenkins

Jordon Kirkwood is a husband, a father and a brilliant NSA intelligence operative. His job requires so much from Jordon he is missing out on his family. To give his wife some much needed time with him, he makes the decision to take her on a trip to London for vacation. He finds out disturbing news prior to the trip. There is a threat to his country. Even worse it may be someone within the NSA. It is now in Jordon’s hands to find out who he can trust and who he can not. How he will save his country and pull his family back together?

The last operative is a non-stop action packed trip across the world. Jerry B. Jenkins does not let his readers down. The Last Operative was a edge of your seat ride. I couldn’t put the book down and it left me wanting more.

This book is a retelling of Jerry Jenkins first stand a lone novel The Operative, which he wrote some twenty years ago. The dialogue was done differently in this book and I really loved it. I actually prefer this style. I think it works great and it makes you feel more involved.

For information on what he did differently, check out Jerry Jenkins website. http://www.jerryjenkins.com/books/featured-book

For anyone who loves a good international spy novel this is a must. But even if this is not what you normally read I do suggest to give it a try.

The Last Operative

**I received this book complementary from Tyndale House/Jerry Jenkins from a promotion they ran. I am not required to write a positive review. All of the opinions expressed above are my own. **

Friday Fiction: Hidden Part V

2010-08-06T17:55:00.000-07:00

This weeks Fiction Friday is being hosted over at Dancing on Rainbows. So jump on over and check out the blog and other great fiction.

This will wrap up Hidden. I hope you have enjoyed all the previous weeks and todays. If you want to go back, just click on the part you want to read. Please feel free to leave feedback. As a growing writer I take every comment and suggestion into mind the next time I sit down to write.
Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4

Hidden

By: Shellie Bailey

Katie felt weak, like a starved dog begging for a morsel of food. Watching and waiting for a crumb to fall to the ground.

She watched with tear filled eyes as the demon paced in front of her. His black dress shoes creating a steady rhythm.

He stopped.

Katie gazed up at him. His piercing gray eyes bore into her. He casually cocked a half smile. Then continued his steady pace.

“What are you doing?” Katie asked, her voice ragged.

Without missing a beat he glanced at her and then away. “Waiting you out.”

“Well you are going to waiting a long time. I will never believe you.” It sounded more believable in her head. She had expected her voice to be strong, but it quivered.

“You are weak. You have no solid ground under your feet. You stand on sand, which Is washed away easily by the water.”

Katie could never understand why Jimmy spoke the way he did. Why did he call her weak? She was one of the strongest people she knew. Or was she. Did her mind trick her into believing something which was never true?

“Your hungry for truth. I have what you need. You just need to accept it. My truth.”

“Lydia said you lie, you have no-”

“Enough! I don’t care. That old hag knew nothing about me.”

Katie saw the rage in his eyes. She trembled.

“Where is Greg? Did he really leave me here?” Katie spoke softly as to not upset Jimmy any further.

“No. He didn’t leave. He is still here.”

“Then where is the car?”

That crooked smile returned to his ashen face. His eyes flickered.

“Your in my world. I had to change up the game.”

“What do you mean?”

A heavy thud echoed through the house. Jimmy looked away and then quickly ascended the stairs.

“Where are you going?” Katie called after him.

Silence was returned.

She wiped her eyes. Maybe Jimmy was right. Maybe he could make it all better.

“Katie, don’t be fooled.“ The strong masculine voice filled the house.

From the back of the house, Greg emerged. His chiseled features and toned structure loomed over her.

“Greg!” Katie wrapped her arms around him. The warmth of his body soothing her.

The thought struck her. She slowly pulled away.

“Where have you been?”

Greg smiled and turned. Avoiding her question.

“Hey!” She called after him.

He continued walking and exited the house through the back door.

Katie come running out of the house. She abruptly stopped at the sight.

Lydia’s garden, in full sunlight. It shined like a bright star in the Heavens. Greg casually walked through the rows of St. Bernard’s Lily and Scarlet Pimpernel. The sight took her breathe. It had been so long since she had seen it. It was even more impressive than those many years ago when she left. She walked over to Greg.

“Lydia worked so hard on this garden. She spent many a long hour trimming and planting to make it what you see today.”

Katie wondered who Greg really was and how he knew Lydia. She expected he was fixing to explain.

Greg paused and turned towards her. His deep green eyes locked into hers. There was something Katie saw in those eyes, but she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

Greg reached down and smelled one the purple roses. “It takes love and dedication to pull off something of this grandeur. Lydia was devoted as much to the garden as she was you. She cared for you deeply, like her own daughter." He slowly raised to his feet and walked on.

“Your mother cared for you, too. She just wasn’t ready. Lydia had tried to reach her so many times. She was to involved in the offerings of the world to see the truth. The same as you are today.”

Katie started to speak, but decided against it.

“What Lydia said about this garden was the truth. In the darkness its beauty is hidden, but in the light it shines in all its glory. That is what He wants for you. To refine you, wash you and bring you into the light to shine and be the beautiful women you were created to be. You have let the world make you cold. Let Him warm your heart in the fire. Make you new.”

“Isn’t that what Jimmy is offering? What is this sell Katie day or something?” She turned away and stared at the house.

“No. Its is not the same. Jimmy offers you what you have already. This pain, misery, heartache you feel. The desire to punish. You know what he is about. I don’t have to tell you. Inside you know the truth. It is whether you accept it or not. It is only a choice you and you alone can make.”

Katie remained silent. Knowing this is what Lydia had talked about for so long. What Jimmy beckoned her to run from. She felt as torn now as she did the day she left this place years before.

“I don’t understand. Why did you not tell me, before?”

“Would you have believed me? Would you of come?”

“No, I guess not. So…you are what an angel?”

Greg turned and smiled at her. “Just a messenger.”

(c) Shellie Bailey 2010

Hope you enjoyed :-)

The Small Things in Life

2010-08-05T16:58:00.000-07:00

This was meant to be my submission for the Faithwriters Writing Challenge this week, but due to technical errors. (Ah the wonders of technology) it did not make it in. Hope you enjoy.

The Small Things in Life

By: Shellie Bailey

It is a tradition in the Lauer household to take a walk every morning. Rex and I began this tradition a few years ago and still to this day we wake up early and wonder out into the vast world beyond the front stoop.

The cool morning air against my cheek is inviting, along with the vast array of aromas which dance around my nose.

Mrs. Darby’s rosebushes which sit right along the sidewalk, releasing their sweet purfume. Reminds me of my first love, Daniel. The Colombian coffee beans which are grinded fresh everyday at the local coffee shop just down the street. These are the simple smells which make me smile. And offer up so many wonderful memories.

Rex enjoys the Tanner Café with its succulent smells of pastries and berries. I can always sense his excitement as we near it’s corner location. My favorite mornings are always the ones right after a fresh spring rain. You can smell the freshness. The renewal of the world.

“Good morning, Rita!”

The strong smell of jasmine filled my nostrils.

“Hello Jamie.”

“I have some of your and Rex’s favorites.”

The sweet smell of chocolate and sweet puff pastry made my mouth water.

“Oh yes, you know I love my éclairs.” I took the bag from Jamie’s hand.

“Thank you so much Jamie. Rex and I are very appreciative.”

“No problem at all.”

Jamie Tanner was a nice young woman, she had owned the café for over a year now and we become close friends over the past year.

I made sure to take in all the smells of the small town as we enter the last stretch before reaching the house. It is my way of associating the area. Each area has a distinct smell.

For me each smell was beautiful in its own way, if as such a smell can be beautiful.

I am thankful Rex enjoys these strolls as much as I do. I think if it was just him doing his job it wouldn’t be as beneficial for either of us. I pulled out the plain éclair, which Jamie always made just for Rex and handed it to him. With one gobble it left my hand and was replaced with a wet kiss.

“Good boy.”

I patted him on his head. I felt the brush of wind from his wagging tail. Three years ago something so minor would of never of caught my attention. Now I notice it all. Never taking one smell or even one wet kiss for granted. What they had always said “You never know what you have until its gone” is so very true.

Since my accident those years back, I have come to value my keen sense of smell and my guide dog Rex. In a way, God granted me a whole new sight, one I do not need my eyes to see with, but my nose to smell with.

Tosca Lee Interview

2010-08-03T17:45:00.000-07:00

Interview with Tosca Lee on the Christian Critic. She is the author of Demon: A Memoir, which I have written a review on recently. Wonderful book and great author. Check it out when you have a chance.

Tosca Lee Interview

If you have not stopped by and read my review of Demon, here is the link.

http://shelliebailey.blogspot.com/p/book-reviews.html

Hidden Part IV

2010-07-30T13:21:00.000-07:00

This weeks Friday Fiction is being hosted over at Pod Tales and Ponderings. Go on over and check out lots of great stories or even add your own.

To go back and read from the start of the story just click here Part One, Part Two and Part Three.

Hidden

“Katie!”

Katie removed her hands from her wet face. Jimmy was gone. She wiped away the tears and sniffled.

“I am up here!”

Seconds later Greg’s chiseled features appeared. Worry filled his eyes. He raced up the steps and sat down next to her.

“Are you ok?”

Katie looked down. “Yeah, I think I just had a nightmare or something.”

Greg rubbed his hand on her back. Giving her comfort, security. How she just wanted to wrap his arms around her, but no she wouldn't even suggest it.

“It’s only a few more hours before the sun is up. Why don’t you try and get some more rest and we will get help first thing.”

Katie nodded.

She knew Jimmy still lurked. He wouldn’t go away. This was his game and she only a pawn.

____________

A light creak grabbed her attention. She turned her head and watched as Greg carefully eased out of the front door.

No! He can’t leave me here.

She jumped to her feet and ran to the door. He was gone. Katie glanced in all directions.

She darted from the entrance and ran down the stairs. Greg was nowhere to be seen. He couldn’t of just disappeared.

As she stood there alone in front of the steps. It hit her. Like a blast from a explosion.

The car. It to was gone.

The shrill laughter echoed through the trees of the property. Katie’s heart pounded in her chest. Her head was spinning, her mind racing.

In that brief moment, she come to realize she had been lured and trapped. Like a hunter after its prey. It was all part of his game. To bring her back here, to destroy her completely.

“No. I will not let you do this!” She screamed.

She pounded up the old wooden steps and pushed open the front door. Her eyes searching for her bag. Once she spotted it, she raced over and grabbed it up.
She ran back towards the front door, ready to flee this place forever.

The door slammed in her face.

She fought with the handle, but the door refused to budge.

“Please!” She cried out.

“Now Katie. You need not be afraid.”

Her heart skipped a beat, she turned slowly.

“Leave me alone.” Her voice quivered.

“I am sorry, but I can not do that. I need you to understand who you are.” Jimmy inched closer and closer until she could feel his hot sticky breath on her face.

She had no where to run, no way to escape. The memories from her past crept in. The moments when she was in the garden and she felt his presence. He hadn’t seemed so bad then. He was her friend. Well at least until he revealed himself, but by then it was too late.

“You should embrace being here again. It can be like old times. Don’t you remember when you were happy? When I took away what your mother did? I can make it all better, Katie.”

She shivered. She did want it to be like it was before. She wanted to be happy. She wanted to feel loved. No matter how hard she had fought against her feelings, deep down inside all she wanted was love.

Jimmy shifted into his old self. Tall and slender, blonde hair, hazel eyes. His skin was smooth and tan. This was the Jimmy she grew up with. The one who when they were little played kick the can and tag.

“Katie, all you have to do is ask.”

“I just want to be loved.” She whispered and sank onto the hardwood floor. Her back pressed against the door.

“I know.” He replied. “You know what you have to do, you have always known.”

“I..I can’t."

“I don’t care what Lydia said!” He growled. “She took it from you years ago, now she is gone. Don’t let a dead women take it from you again.”

© Shellie Bailey 2010 Hidden

Fiction Friday- Hidden Part III

2010-07-16T16:44:00.000-07:00

Joanne is hosting Friday Fiction over at her blog, An Open Book. Share your own or just stiop in to read some wonderful stories.

In need of a refresher: Part 1 and Part 2.
Hidden

Katie took a deep breath sucking up the stale air of the attic.

“Look at all this stuff!”

Katie looked at Greg and then surveyed the surrounding area. Stacks of boxes filled

the space. Covered in years of dust, causing everything to look gray in the dim light.

The one lone bulb hung from the rafters.

“Can we move on? Its so dirty up here.”

“This is the best spot.”

Greg moved quickly to a small crate in the corner stacked full of books.

Katie heard the distant sound of thunder.

She shuddered as a cold chill sweep over her, causing goose bumps on her arms.

“Wow, I mean this is just amazing. All the history here. Look at this.”

He hurried towards her with a small photo album in his hands. Excitement pouring out

of him. He flipped open the cover, revealing an old black and white photograph. It was

of a woman. In her mid-twenties Katie presumed.

“She looks just like you.”

Katie crossed her arms against her chest. A common practice for her when she felt vulnerable. It was her protection, her shield.

Her eyes darted away and then back to the photo.

“Yes. I believe that was Esther. She was my real mothers grandmother.”

“See this is why you need to take some time here. You can’t just ignore your past.”

“Yes I can.” She replied

Greg sighed. “What happened that you hate this place so much?”

Here we go. This was what she wanted to avoid. Why did he have to come up here? Why did the stupid car mess up? She couldn’t do this. No. She wouldn’t.

“Nothing. Look I am tired. Can we go back downstairs?”

Greg slowly closed the album and laid it on the box closest to him.

Katie followed him out.

Greg returned to the den and sat on the worn brown sofa. The only light come from a small table lamp. Katie watched as he quietly took the book he had left lying on the sofa and opened it up.

This was the way he worked she had learned early on. Once he become upset he would turn off.

A loud boom of thunder made her jump.

The storm. She walked over to the window, pushed aside the burgundy curtain and peered

out into the darkness. Streaks of lighting flashed in the sky.

She turned back to Greg. Who at the moment was engrossed in his new find. Katie

walked over to a large winged back chair and sat down.

It wasn’t long before the day caught up with her and she could no longer avoid sleep.

__________

It was the whispers which woke her from her dream world. Katie rubbed her eyes. She still sat in the chair. A pain had now formed in her lower back. Greg was on the couch, sound to sleep. Lamp still on of course. He never turned off lights. She yawned.

The storm must have passed. A eerie silence filled the air.

“Katie!” A door slammed.

Katie’s heart skipped a beat. She slowly rose from her seat and walked to the stairs.

She looked up into the darkness.

“Hello.” She called

Silence greeted her.

She cautiously flipped the light switch. Light encompasses the stairs. Nothing.

She eased up the stairs. The steps groaned under her weight.

“Hello Katie.”

Katie spun around. Jimmy.

A dark black suit covered his pale, slender frame.

Her eyes meet his. She shuttered. Those dark black holes pierced through her.

“Its been a while, but I have been keeping track of you.” He eased towards her. Gliding across the hardwood floor. His long bony fingers brushed her arm.

She pulled away.

“Oh now Katie. Don’t be that way. We have known each other for so long.”

A sly grin formed on his thin lips.

“Jimmy, please leave.”

“So sad that grandmother of yours passed away.” He laughed. “Not sad, I am glad she is gone. I was sick of her rambling on about Jesus and this and that.”

Katie glared at him.

“You are weak. That is what I always loved about you. Ever since that mother of yours walked out and left you. You fell apart. You were so young, so easily persuaded. Now look at you. Alone.”

“I’m not alone!”

“Oh. Right. Greg. He is not in your heart. I see it. So you are alone. I told you I can make it all go away.”
Katie looked away. Her heartbeat was pounding in her ears. Her head throbbed. She just wanted to run. Far away. Where ever her feet would take her, as long as it was far from here.

“You can’t run from me.”

“I can and I have.”

“You may think you have, but no you can’t. I have been with you. The day Steve left. The day you cried for hours about the assignment at work. Who do you think sent you the package?”

She looked at him. His sickly pale skin made her stomach turn.

“I make you feel sick.” He began to laugh. A crackly high pitched laugh. “I am you Katie. Remember that.”

“I am nothing like you! Leave me alone. Go away.” The tears streamed down her checks
and blurred her vision.

Lydia’s words replayed in her mind. The only way to be free from this hidden demon is to see with clear eyes the truth. Accept Him into your heart Katie. He loves you.

There was no freedom. She would never be free.

Stay tuned.......
(c) Hidden by Shellie Bailey 2010

Why I Write

2010-07-15T21:28:00.000-07:00

Calling all writers. Tell us why you write. It doesn't have to be long, just something short and simple.

I seen this used for runners and thought about my own passion for writing. Why do I write? I thought it would be interesting to hear from other writers and see what drives them. So add your name to the Linky below and share your story.

Why I Write. By: Shellie Bailey

I write because its my passion. It was only a few years ago I stumbled upon the Left Behind series by Jerry Jenkins and Tim Lahaye. My mother in law introduced me to these books and once I started reading them I couldn't stop. As a child I loved to read and I wrote a few short stories, but that soon faded into a memory. Life happened and writing was no longer a part of it, until I read this series. My desire, my purpose come to me then. I could write for the Lord. I had no idea Christian Fiction could be like these books. It fit my style of writing and there I found my passion. To write. To use words and stories to reach people with the love of the Lord. Yes of course I could went as we say secular, but it was never in me. There was no desire to just write. For some reason it never appealed to me. It wasn't until I discovered Christian Fiction and how amazing it was that I knew this was it. This I want to do. This is what I have to do. The more I write the more I love it. Its an escape into this whole new world. The imagination is so incredible when its free to roam. This is why I write.

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Fiction Friday - Hidden cont.

2010-07-09T19:30:00.000-07:00

Continued from last week. If you need a refresher click on the title above. Hope you enjoy.

“I’m ready to go.”

Katie sat in the large chair. Arms crossed against her chest.
Greg looked at her and then back at the shelf of books lining the wall.

“It is getting late and I wanted to stop by a local realtors office before we left town.” She said.

“Don’t you want time to think about it? Before making any rash decisions.” He turned to face her. His blue eyes bore into her soul.

She relaxed her arms.

“I have been thinking about it. I have been thinking about ever since that attorney called me.”

Every since the arrival of the package. She wanted to say, but dare not. He didn’t need to know.

“Well if your sure. Lets get going.” He replied.

Katie sensed the disappointment, in his tone. For a second she felt bad, considered

staying. But as quickly as the thought come to her, it was gone.

She locked the door and followed Greg down the steps to the car.

She climbed in and exhaled.

Greg inserted the key into the ignition and turned it.

He was greeted with silence.

Katie looked at him and then at the ignition.

He tried again and again.

Silence.

“Maybe the battery died.” He said as he reached down and pulled the hood release.

This can not be happing. Not here. Not now.

It would be dark soon. They were out in the middle of nowhere.

She grabbed her cell phone from her bag.

No bars.

She watched as Greg worked under the hood. Searching out the problem.

He returned to the drivers side a few moments later.

“Wires are fried.”

“What?”

“Looks like the wires going to the battery are fried. We are going to have to call a tow.”

“No signal out here. Check yours.”

Greg pulled his cell phone from his pocket.

“Me either.”

“Great. Just great!” Katie huffed.

“Look it will be ok. Well just stay overnight and in the morning maybe we can find a good enough signal around to call out.”

Katie climbed out of the car and faced the looming house once again. Her mind was

screaming on the inside. Pleading with her to run. Take her chances with the dark of

the night. But she stood frozen. Her legs unable to move.

Greg took her hand and led her up onto the porch.

The key slide in and the lock clicked. She watched as Greg slowly turned the knob.

Jimmy? She did a double take. No it was Greg.

It wouldn’t be long. The thin line between the realties were already blurring.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
The dim lighting in the house, cast shadows on every wall. Katie shivered.

Greg had found some soup in the pantry and they sat at the large dining table.

The only sound was the clanking of the silver spoons as they scraped the china bowls.

“So you want to check this place out, since we are stuck here?” Greg asked looking up form his bowl of soup.

“If you want.” She replied without even looking up. She hoped he would take the hint.

“Good, we can uncover the truth.”

Katie looked up. “What did you say?

Greg eyed her. “I said good, I bet there is a lot of history in this place.”

“Oh.”

“Why? What did you think I said?”

“Nothing. Forget about it.”

Katie pushed her chair back away from the table. The chair screeched against the

hardwood floor.

Rising the dish in the sink, she stared off into the blackness of the night. The

small window over the sink over looked Lydia’s garden. It was Lydia’s prize and joy.

Now it was hidden under the darkness of the night.

Tomorrow the light would lift the veil of darkness and show the beauty that lay out there.

As Lydia always put it. She had said if the darkness wasn’t there to hide away the

beauty, then when the beauty was exposed it wouldn’t be as sweet.

Philosophical that one there.

“What are you thinking about?”

The intrusion startled her. She spun around.

Greg stared at her from the cased opening between the kitchen and dining room.

“You startled me.”

He eased towards her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

She stepped back.

“Easy there. Just need to rinse off my dish.”

“You ready to check this place out?” He smiled and headed back through the door he had come from.

Katie reluctantly followed. She knew what awaited them. She had lived here for

seventeen years. She grew up here. She knew every nook and crany. She also knew

what lay hidden from sight.

Copyright Shellie Bailey 2010 Hidden

Tune in next week for more. We will dive a little deeper.

This weeks Fiction Friday is hosted by Patty over at her site Patterings. Check out all the great fiction.

Fiction Friday- Hidden

2010-07-02T11:59:00.000-07:00

Photo: harmonoutdoorsinc.com

It had only been two days. Two long days since the package first arrived

on Katie Dotson’s doorstep. Two days since her world was turned upside down.

Two days since the truth she had been running from finally found her.

“Are you ready to go?”

“No. I need to grab one more thing.” Katie replied

“Katie, hurry up.”

Katie glared at Greg. Katie had been dating Greg for a little over a year,

what had started as blissful romance had now turned.

Had Greg changed? No probably not.

It was most likely her doing. Just like every relationship before him.

Katie ran up the stairs, plopped down on the cream carpet and dug under the bed.

Where is it?

Her fingers latched onto the shoebox and she pulled it from its hiding place.

She tore off the lid and grabbed the old leather journal from the tissue paper

inside the green box.

She flipped open the journal, doubling checking to make sure the letter

and picture were still there.

Satisfied, she returned the box under the bed and stuffed the journal into her bag.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The car ride had been quiet, only the necessary conversation took place.

Where do you want to eat? Stopping for gas, you need anything?

Greg Warren sat in the drivers seat of the blue Toyota. His jaw firm.

Katie used to love his chiseled features. Honestly she still did, he was handsome.

She turned away and looked out the window. The green fields had became one big blur of green.

She hadn’t been home to Louisiana for over fifteen years.

Greg insisted she had to return, it was the right thing to do.

The news of her grandmother passing was a bitter pill to swallow.

She just wanted to tuck it away deep inside and go on.

Facing the past seemed to much, it would be like a head on collision with emotions she had

buried so long ago.

“We are about ten miles out.” Greg said. His expression unchanged.

She wondered how he really felt, if he knew how she really felt. Did he notice?

He was a good man, one that any women would be lucky to marry.

Not her though, she didn’t deserve him. That is why she decided months ago to

starting pushing. It would take long before he would give up and move on,

just like the rest.

She was unlovable and undeserving of love. Katie knew that much.

~~~~~~~~

The small four door sedan, slowed and turned off onto the gravel road.

Katie held her breath. She wasn’t ready, not yet. She needed more time. She

wanted to scream out. Tell Greg to turn the car around, to go home. But she didn’t.

Large oak trees lines the drive, their branches seemed to be reaching out to them.

Spanish moss dangling from them, like the beards of old men.

“This place is beautiful.” Greg said as he peered out the windshield.

“Yeah.” She replied., her gaze returned to the trees.

The large white plantation home come into view. It stood large and commanding. Two stories. With large columns running from the porch to the roof.

A black Mercedes sat in the driveway.

The attorney she presumed.

The blue sedan pulled up and the engine shut off. She slowly pushed open her

door and stepped out.

The fresh air filled her nostrils. The flood gate opened and the memories come

pouring out.

She inhaled deeply. Greg joined her and they slowly ascended the stairs. He grabbed

her hand.

Her first instinct was to pull away, but she resisted the urge.

It’s just a hand. Let him be. She had to scold herself.

The front door groaned opened and slender black haired young man stepped out.

“You must be Katie. Glad you made. I’m David.

He stuck out his hand. Nicely manicured fingernails. She took note.

“This is Greg.” She replied.

“Well if you want to come on in, we can get started on the paperwork. This place is gorgeous. You planning on living here?”

“Ummm well no. No I wasn’t.” She replied.

He just looked at her. “Well good resale.” He smiled.

What was that look all about?

No matter, she was just hoping he would hurry up. She wanted to get this over with

and go home.

David led them into the home and to the first room on the right. A large wooded

table filled the center of the room. Surrounded by six parson chairs upholstered

with a gold and red paisley print. One lone picture of the plantation hung directly

above the fireplace.

“So your grandmother Lydia, she was a wonderful woman. She will be greatly missed. I am sorry for your loss.” David said as he shuffled through some paperwork.

Katie sat silent. Greg nudged her.

She looked at him.

“Thank you.” She replied.

“Ok well here we are. I need you to sign here, here and... here.” He pointed to the three highlight blocks on the papers.

She quickly signed and slide them back to the lawyer.

“Well I think that’s it. Here are the keys. Is there anything else I can do for you?”

Katie took the keys. “No. Thank you for everything.” She replied putting on her best face.

They watched as the black Mercedes drove off.

"What is your problem?”

“Excuse me?” She replied

“Why were you being so rude?”

“She is not even my real grandmother and I wasn’t being rude.”

Greg walked off, leaving Katie alone.

Why did I agree to come back, this was a mistake.

Stay tuned for more....

(c) Shellie Bailey 2010 Hidden

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