Frances Bennett, Artist and Southern Americana Writer

2012-01-27T04:49:00.001-08:00

Book two of my "Winds" series, The Winds of Time, is published and ready for purchasing. Contact me at fbennett@bayou.com, or order from the ecommerce page: http://www.bookstandpublishing.com/book_details/The_Winds_of_Time

The Winds of Time

2011-11-27T14:41:00.000-08:00

My second book in my "Winds" series is published and ready to sell. Buy from the e-commerce page at http://www.bookstandpublishing.com/book_details/The_Winds_of_Time or contact me at fbennett@bayou.com. $22.82 includes shipping.

Need to correct some things!

2011-09-05T15:29:00.000-07:00

I no longer write for a parish paper, I'm no longer on Author's Den, and The Windows bookstore in Monroe,Louisiana is no longer in business. Another thing I need to confess. In trying to set up another blog, I mistakenly ended up with one blog and two addresses. Http://www.francesbennett.blogspot.com and http://www.frances-bennett.blogspot.com.(This last address is a smorgasbord blog.) I don't know as much about these things as I should! I wish some hero at Blogspot would rescue me. I'm just about ready to have the second book in my 'Winds' series published. It is titled, The Winds of Time. When it's published, I'll put it at both addresses.

Matthew 24: verses 35 & 36.

2011-05-22T07:03:00.001-07:00

I understand thousands of people quit their jobs last week thinking the end of the world was coming. Kind of reminds me of years ago when a lot of people moved to a certain mountain to await the Lord's coming. The end could have come last week, but it certainly wouldn't have been because of some man's prediction. Read Matthew 24, verses 35 & 36.
In Christ,
Frances Bennett

Mural Painting

2011-04-30T16:14:00.000-07:00

I finished a mural at Hollis Sea Food a couple months ago. Thought some of you might like to see it.

Do you study the bible?

2010-12-18T13:13:00.000-08:00

I encourage you to read and not be content with what you hear in sermons. After all, your soul is at stake here. So many people attend the denominational church their family has gone to for generations, and never study enough to know that the bible speaks of one church, The Church of Christ that Jesus purchased with his blood.
Ephesians, Chapter 4, verses 4,5, and 6:
Verse 4: There is one body, and one Spirit, even as ye are called in one hope of your calling;
Verse 5: One Lord, one faith, one baptism,
Verse 6: One God and Father of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you all.

I’ve never understood why people are willing to accept the fact that there is one God, and one Father, and not accept that there is one church. One means one.

Yours in Christ,
Frances Bennett

Are You Looking For an Easy Religion?

2010-11-22T13:26:00.000-08:00

Does your church use women in the worship service?
1 Corinthians chapter 14, verses 34 & 35.
34. Let your women keep silence in the churches: for it is not permitted unto them to speak; but they are commanded to be under obedience, as also saith the law.
35. And if they will learn anything, let them ask their husbands at home: for it is a shame for women to speak in the church.

Does your church uphold homosexuality?
Romans chapter 1, verses 26 through 32.
26. For this cause God gave them up unto vile affections: for even their women did change the natural use into that which is against nature:
27. And likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of the woman, burned in their lust one toward another; men with men working that which is unseemly, and receiving in themselves that recompence of their error which was meet.
28. And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a reprobate mind, to do those things which are not convenient;
29. Being filled with all unrighteousness, fornication, wickedness, covetousness, maliciousness; full of envy, murder, debate, deceit, malignity; whisperers,
30. Backbiters, haters of God, despiteful, proud, boasters, inventors of evil things, disobedient to parents,
31. Without understanding, covenant breakers, without natural affection, implacable, unmerciful:
32. Who knowing the judgment of God, that they which commit such things are worthy of death, not only do the same, but have pleasure in them that do them.
Genesis chapter 5, verse 1 & 2.
1. This is the book of the generations of Adam. In the day that God created man, in the likeness of God made he him;
2. Male and female created he them; and blessed them, and called their name Adam, in the day they were created.
Matthew chapter 19, verse 4.
Christ was teaching along the coasts of Judea beyond Jordan.
4. And he (Christ) answered and said unto them, Have ye not read, that he which made them at the beginning made them male and female,

In Christ,
Frances Bennett

What's in a Church Name?

2010-11-02T06:07:00.000-07:00

What’s in a Church Name?

By what name is your church congregation known? Is it manmade, or scriptural?
In Acts chapter 4, the setting is Jerusalem where Peter and John were in the midst of Annas, the high priest, and Caiaphas, and John, and Alexander, and as many as were of the kindred of the high priest.
Verse 7: And when they had set them in the midst, they asked, By what power, or by what name, have ye done this? (The good deed done to the impotent man in Acts chapter 3)
Verse 10:(Peter tells them): Be it known unto you all, and to the people of Israel, that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom ye crucified, whom God raised from the dead, even by him doth this man stand here before you whole.
Verse 11: This is the stone which was set at naught of you builders, which is become the head of the corner.
Verse 12: Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.

Psalms 11, verse 9:
He sent redemption unto his people: he hath commanded his covenant for ever: holy and reverend is his name.

We do not have scriptural authority to put the word 'reverend' in front of any name.

Yours In Christ,
Frances Bennett

The Church of Christ-New Testament Teachings

2010-10-27T13:56:00.000-07:00

The Church of Christ-The New Testament church teachings.

Before his crucifixion, as Christ walked and taught with his disciples, he often forgave sins without baptism. This was because the old law of Moses was in effect, and the Sabbath (Saturday) was then what Sunday is to us now. Once Christ died, the new testament law came into effect. That old argument of the thief on the cross not being baptized was under the old law of Moses.
Galatians 3, verses 23 through 26. But before faith came, we were kept under the law, shut up unto the faith which should afterwards be revealed.
Verse 24: Wherefore the law was our schoolmaster to bring us unto Christ, that we might be justified by faith.
Verse 25: But after that faith is come, we are no longer under a school master.
Verse 26: For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.
Verse 27: For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ.

Christ arose on the first day of the week. The institution of the Lord’s supper is recorded in St. Matthew chapter 26, verses 26 through 30, before His crucifixion.
Verse 26: And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body.
Verse 27: And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it;
Verse 28: For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins.
Verse 29: But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father’s kingdom.
Verse 30: And when they had sung an hymn, they went out into the mount of Olives.
Notice there were no musical instruments.
The institution of the Lord’supper is also recorded by St. Mark, Chapter 14.
Acts Chapter 9 tells about the conversion of Saul of Tarsus. Acts chapter13, verse 9 Reads: Then Saul, (who is also called Paul,)
Acts Chapter 9, verse 13: Then Ananias answered, Lord, I have heard by many of this man, (Paul) how much evil he hath done to thy saints at Jerusalem:
Verse 14: And he hath authority from the chief priests to bind all that call on thy name.
Verse 15: But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way; for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel:
Verse 16: For I will shew him how great things he must suffer for my names sake.
Acts 20, Verse 7: And upon the first day of the week, when the disciples came together to break bread, Paul preached unto them, ready to depart on the morrow; and continued his speech until midnight.
1 Corinthians, Chapter 16, Verses 1 and 2:
Verse 1: Paul instructs: Now concerning the collection for the saints, as I have given order to the churches of Galatia, even so do ye.
Verse 2: Upon the first day of the week let every one of you lay by him in store, as God hath prospered him, that there be no gatherings when I come.
In Christ, Frances Bennett

Peter's Confession of Faith

2010-10-15T12:42:00.000-07:00

In Matthew chapter 16, starting with verse 13, Jesus came into the coasts of Caesarea Philippi and asked his diciples, Whom do men say that I the Son of man am?
14: And they said, Some say that thou art John the Baptist: some, Elias; and others, Jeremias, or one of the prophets.
15: He saith unto them, But whom say ye that I am?
16: And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God.
17: And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed 'it' unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven.
18: And I say also unto thee, that thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.

Upon what rock? That Jesus Christ is the Son of God. The last three verses of St. Matthew 28 is where Jesus tells the eleven disciples (Judas had hanged himself):
Verse 18,And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you, and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
Yours in Christ,
Frances Bennett

The Bible...Comfort in Troubled Times

2010-09-19T15:26:00.000-07:00

I have a thoughtful and sad heart today. We traveled to Monroe, Louisiana yesterday to help sing at the funeral of a friend. It is a sobering thing to see a body lying in a casket, but this man had been a member of the Lord’s church for a lot of years. Even though leukemia took him away at the age of 62, he remained faithful to the end. Matthew chapter 24, verse 13 reads, But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved.
Our founding fathers knew the importance of keeping God in our lives. This seems to have escaped our leaders and a big percentage of society today. Families who know not God, pass this on to their offspring. Sometimes it’s a life of spiritual indifference, or a morally corrupt life. When this lifestyle reigns throughout a land, read what God says in Hosea 4, verses 1 through 6.
Below are some happenings leading up to the establishment of The Lord’s Church.
ST. JOHN chapter 19 describes The Crucifixion and Burial of Jesus.
Chapter 20 The Resurrection of Jesus.
Chapter 21 The Risen Jesus Appears to His Disciples. Verses 19 through 23 is where Jesus breathes on his disciples and they receive the Holy Ghost.
Acts Chapter 1, Jesus ascends to Heaven.
Acts Chapter 2, Peter’s Sermon on the Day of Pentecost. Read verses 38 through 47 where The Church of Christ was established. Keep in mind that church doesn’t mean a building, but people who have obeyed the gospel and been baptized into The Lord’s Church for the remission of their sins. Only the Lord can add you to His church.
Yours in Christ,
Frances Bennett

I Painted and Thought.....

2010-09-12T13:53:00.000-07:00

I Painted and Thought…..
I had some time to reflect as I painted a mural in a restaurant this week. The scene was a pair of mallard ducks, gently landing in a marsh filled with cattails. How peaceful. The anniversary of 9/11 has given us a refresher course lately. I was reminded again of the scene that played on my computer screen in 2001 during the weeks following the terrorist attack on our nation. Day after day we saw people jumping. The figure of a man falling still haunts me, his back facing the concrete, legs and arms reaching upward as he plummeted to earth. I’ll never forget that he wore a white shirt and dark pants. I found myself looking for him during all the replay of the past week.
Our leaders and our president should have to watch this scene every day before they make decisions regarding terrorists countries. The terrorists are twisted in their thinking, and they can’t be dealt with as normal human beings. Frantic that we won’t always be politically correct, the good old USA allowed them to learn to fly over here. They build mosques, and we’re not allowed to carry a bible in some countries. Our leaders have allowed God to be taken out of the class room, and one person who is an atheist can file a lawsuit and our leaders cave. I wonder how much longer God will put up with this? Make no mistake about it, He is in control. The things we witnessed on 9/11, as horrible as they were, are just a minute drop in the bucket to what it will be like at the end of time. Some of those victims died unprepared for eternity.
The bible tells us what we must do to be saved. I belong to the Church of Christ, the church Jesus died to establish. I plan to blog about this, hopefully every week. I will quote chapter and verse. If you argue with the bible, then this study is not for you. God Bless! See you in a few days.
Yours in Christ,
Frances Bennett

A Mother's Voice on Dealing With Epilepsy

2010-09-06T13:30:00.000-07:00

Being an artist and a writer, I was very interested to hear that art is good therapy for wounded soldiers. Then my thoughts went to the fact that probably a lot of soldiers with head wounds are dealing with seizures, as are their families. The person having the seizures has the worst end of it, but Dear God, let's don't leave out the families. They all wait for the shoe to drop, they usually just don't know when. Our oldest son is handicapped and has suffered from epilepsy for the past 53 years. In spite of this, with our help, he ran a country grocery store for 31 years. In hopes of helping others, I would like to list some things that I've found to be helpful to the patient, the care-giver, and the doctor.
1. KEEP RECORDS.
I've filled several composition books with dates and types of episodes. The doctor was very appreciative when it came time to go to a seizure clinic in New Orleans to try and pinpoint the exact location the seizures were coming from. I heard him comment, "Very good records. Very Good."
2. REACTION TO MEDICINES.
Write down how the mental state seems to be on certain medicines. For instance, is the gate more unbalanced, or the tongue extra thick. Do they try to walk in one direction and go another? If so, the doctor may need to adjust the meds or change it completely. He will appreciate your information on this. A lot of his decisions are based on your information. He's with the patient a short time, you're there for the long haul.
3. CERTAIN MEDICINES.
We all know that what works for one person may not help another. I have a cold chill at the thoughts of a medicine change, but sometines it's necessary. Years ago, as a result of adding two new medicines, my son actually went four years without a seizure. But during this time, the neurologist warned that there could be break-through seizures. My nerves were not prepared for the onslaught again, so I learned not to let my guard down. It's easier that way.
4. TAKE MEDICINE REGULARLY.
Someone needs to be sure the medicine is taken as prescribed. A person on several medicines may have trouble remembering if they took it, so, let's say they take medicine twice daily. Get two seven day containers with the day of the week in large letters, take a black marker and write MORNING on one and NIGHT on the other. Have someone double check to see that the correct dosage is in each container. If several medicines are involved, it is very easy to make a mistake, even for someone not on medication.
5. DON'T SKIP CHECKUPS.
This is very important. My son has lab work done every three months.
6. TREATMENT FOR GRANDMALL SEIZURES.
We live in a rural area and keep Diastat on hand if a seizure should go into a grandmall. Ask your doctor about this.
7. LIVING ALONE.
I pretty well know what goes on with him through the day. If auras threaten, usually seizures follow, so he keeps a portable phone with him, in a pocket or his chair. If I glance toward his home and realize a drape that was open has been closed against the evening sun,I'm relieved. And I think,'Okay, at that time, he was up and moving around'. Tele-marketers don't have a clue as to the damage they do to nerves if it's nearing seizure time and you're racing for the phone while the person who may be having a seizure is still able to talk. I bring my son over to my house for the couple days he's having seizures, usually every six weeks. My husband sleeps sounder than me, so I put cot mattresses on the carpet and my son sleeps on the couch. Through the night, he can softly call, "Mama, I'm having a seizure," and I'm wide awake. I sit on the edge of the coffee table until it's over, and then I wait ten more minutes to be sure it doesn't return as a grand mall. And I pray, and keep telling myself that he'll be better tomorrow, that it's his brain firing too rapidly. Sometimes my thoughts go to instances in the bible where Jesus casts out devils and evil spirits and I can't help but wonder if those people were plagued with epilepsy? The last thing I do before going to bed each night is call my son to be sure he's okay. It's a fine line to walk as you care for them and at the same time try to give them independence.

Art Therapy Helps Wounded Soldiers

2010-09-04T11:40:00.000-07:00

When I saw the above headline, I remembered writing this article several years ago. I dug it out of my documents to post here. I've pushed a lot of paint the last 35 years, and I've been aware for a long time about 'The Healing Side of Art'.

The Healing Side of Art
by
Frances Bennett

Have you ever seen pink bulls grazing in the early light of dawn? Would you like to glimpse a pink world for a little whole and record it on canvas?
The sun is rising over our farm this morning, making its way through a colored fog and shedding pink light over everything it touches. The farm buildings have a rose colored glow, and two Charolias bulls grazing in a pasture behind our house look as if they are outlined in iridescent pink.
I am seeing this through the eyes of an artist. I find myself critiquing the Lord’s artwork, analyzing every cast and grade shadow, attempting to sear the image into my being.
There is one other thing I need to see before the light changes. I hurry to a front window and look across the field to my neighbor’s home. I know what I will see, but I never tire of this scene. Her windows are aflame with the reflection of sunrise.
After a while, the brilliance begins to fade, and I reluctantly let it go. I will tuck this memory away and call on it another day when I paint. I am comforted, imagining how this would look on canvas. I turn from the window to begin household chores. I automatically work, and my thoughts go back several years to the weekly adult oil painting class I taught.
My friend, Jeanette, was always the first one there. She helped me get things in order from the children’s class and put clean newspaper on the tables. We usually had a few minutes before the others arrived. Sometimes, she talked about the death of her husband in a nursing home fire, and how she looked forward to painting each Thursday. As the weeks passed, I watched her relax and become totally engrossed in her work.
During class, I made rounds periodically, checking the work of each person in order to catch mistakes in the early stages. I’d known most of my students for years, and one night as I stopped at each table, I suddenly realized how many tragic stories were in that room. I was grateful to have a small part in helping these people put their troubles aside for two hours and be in their own world, a world where color leaps out at you and things come to life on canvas.
Rubye had a heart condition and was diabetic. She came to class with red and swollen feet, but her smile was always there. When she died, one of her class paintings rested on an easel beside her casket. After the visitation, I had a lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow. I cried all the way home. That lump wasn’t much better the day I packed her art supplies to send to her family.
Leon was the only man in class. We teased him and told him that he put a damper on our conversations. He was in constant pain, but this didn’t stop him from having a good time. It was painful for anything to touch his arms, so even in winter, he wore short sleeves. Several times during class, he stopped painting and exercised his arms and hands. I placed his floor easel by the heater where he stood to paint.
Every few weeks, the subject came up of how art had caused everyone to see colors differently, and how they noticed things they always knew were there, but had never really seen. They sometimes painted at home and brought their work for me to critique.
Jeanette had taken art for a year when her son died. We were on a holiday break, and his death was during this time. She asked if our Antioch Church of Christ group would sing. We gladly did so, and resumed painting after New Years. Jeanette was glad to be back, and told us how she wished for art classes following his death.
My students learned to paint wind-blown skies with ochre fields of waving grass. Their imaginations soared, sometimes adding an old fence, far-off birds in flight, or a hollow tree. I told them to be nervous as they added squiggly branches to the larger limbs. They responded that it would be easy, because they were already nervous. I noticed as class progressed, their hands were much steadier and they were more relaxed.
Now and then, someone created a happy accident. Although they didn’t have enough experience to recognize it, after I explained what they had done and why they should leave it, their self-confidence had a big boost. I assured them that with time, they would know instantly.
I’ve touched on the lives of three students, but there are untold stories concerning the others. There is great satisfaction in seeing the amazement of people as they realize they are actually learning to paint. But the greatest gift of all, is seeing the inner peace that comes through the healing side of art.

Paintings and Techniques

2010-04-22T11:29:00.000-07:00

We just finished a snow scene in art class. Several of my students are new, but I was pleased with the outcome on all their pictures. I'll throw in a few tips, and those of you who are interested in learning to paint, contact me and if there is enough interst shown, I'll have a small booklet published with just basic stuff that will enable anyone to turn out a picture.
In this snow scene, we started with the sky and came forward. Notice how small the cabin is. It is not the focal point, but lets us know that we are in a remote but civilized area. The sky has a hint of yellow ochre, warmth, that we also picked up in the grass.The dark green stand of cedar trees bring the scene forward and is reflected in the creek that is partially thawed. If you listen real hard, you can hear the stillness of a cold winter day.

Christian Books set in the late 1800's.

2010-04-20T07:44:00.000-07:00

To purchase The Winds of September, click on the book cover picture above and read this book before my next one comes out. For a signed copy,(22.50 includes mailing) contact me at fbennett@bayou.com or Frances Bennett, 1359 Hwy. 3121, Spearsville, La. 71277. Enjoy following this family through their struggles to live in a wilderness and prosper.

Louisiana Art- Woods and Weather

2010-03-23T07:29:00.000-07:00

Spring came last Saturday, March 20, a balmy morning. By Sunday,tiny snow flakes peppered down as we attended church. Back to the 70's Monday afternoon, and today supposed to be 75. I've already walked this Tuesday morning, going through a creek bottom that's on our land,not too far from my house. The beavers damn up the creek occasionally, and turtles plunge off a log as I go by. I'm constantly comparing colors, planning the next painting for my art class. A red-tailed hawk that I see frequently is busy flying among the trees. The hunting must be good here. I feel in my pack to reassure myself that my small pistol is there. Cougars are spotted off and on in our neck of the woods. I nervously look around as birds stir the dry leaves. This morning, among rolling hills, there is the distant blue on far off trees. I understand this is caused from minute bits of moisture filtering the sunlight and splitting the light rays, which in turn alters the spectral colors in the light. I accomplish this in class by painting wet trees into a wet skyline, then adding graduating darks and lights. Time to get ready for my Tuesday class.

The Art Part of The Winds of September Cover

2010-03-03T12:41:00.000-08:00

Notice how the sky colors of yellow, pink, blue, and white bounce off the hillside. The dark and light patches on her face give depth and fullness to her features. Dark colors recede, light colors come toward you unless you are painting a landscape, then it works totally backward. A far off field would be light colored growing darker as it comes forward. Notice Judith's dress, the dark part of the ruffle signifies depth, the light blue gives fullness. The light is coming from the right side of her body,(to us looking on, the left) giving fullness to the puffy sleeve.
Her shadow and the dark places at her feet anchor her to the ground. To see this cover art, go to: http://www.bookstandpublishing.com/book_details/The_Winds_of_September

2010-02-17T11:46:00.000-08:00

After two weeks of computer trouble and finally buying a new one, I'm ready to begin a combination of writing and art posts. I had painted a front cover for my first book, The Journey, but I decided it was too busy to work well with the title and information on the back cover. The scene was of my grandmother walking uphill from a creek that was nestled in a valley, where the wagon train had stopped for the night, surrounded by pines and cedars. She carried a bucket of water and a shotgun, unaware that a grey wolf on a hillside behind her was making his way down to drink. I studied what I should have left off, and when I finished the manuscript for my next book, I knew what to paint.
On the cover of The Winds of September, Judith Hodge stands in a prairie field with her home, a Texas soddy, in the background. In order to keep her sanity, about once a week, Judith puts on her best dress and goes for a walk by herself. I wanted to capture here the effect of constant prairie winds. Notice how her dress and sash blow backward, and how the tall grass bends in the same direction, the underside dark with highlights on top. I constantly strive for contrast when I paint, and here, the sky color reflects off her arms, and is even picked up in the ground cover. More about Judith in my next post.

The Healing Side of Art

2010-01-26T05:15:00.000-08:00

Long before I became a writer, I was, and still am, an artist. At the present time,I teach a weekly oil painting class and have for decades. Years ago,as I walked and checked my students work before mistakes were too far gone to correct, I suddenly realized how many tragic stories were represented in that room. But for these two hours, troubles were put on a back shelf. We laughed, and rejoiced over what I refer to as 'happy accidents'. We introduced ochre grass against gray wind blown skies, falling wooden fence posts, with an old barn in the background that brought back childhood memories of farm work.
If there is enough response to my posts on painting, my plans are to have a small booklet printed with simple starting tips on creating a work of art at home. I'd love to hear from you. My email: (fbennett@bayou.com). I'll never forget that magical feeling when I first began to paint and watched as the colors came to life on my canvas. If you've never experienced that, it's hard to explain. Anyone can learn to paint. True enough, some are better at it than others, but it's as unique to each person as their hand writing.
I painted the cover for my latest book, The Winds of September, which is set in the late 1800's, and is a story about homesteading in an Appalachian Valley of Tennessee. In my next post, I'll explain some steps involved in creating this image. View it at www.bookstandpublishing.com/book_details/The_Winds_of_September.

Frances Bennett, Southern Americana Writer

2010-01-04T13:04:00.000-08:00

My two historical fiction novels, The Journey, and The Winds of September, are perfect reading to relax the mind and body. They are set in the 1800's, and tell a story of two Christian families who worked and fought to survive and raise a family in a wilderness.

Correct Email address.

2009-12-11T06:52:00.000-08:00

My email address on the link to Bookstand Publishing, fbennett@oeccwildblue.com, cannot be changed yet and is incorrect. Email me at: fbennett@bayou.com. Thanks.

The Winds of September

2009-07-07T09:16:00.000-07:00

Frances Bennett will speak about her new book, The Winds of September, for the Entre Nos book club of Farmerville, Louisiana on August 14,2009. Read below the book cover description. Order from Bookstand Publishing or Frances Bennett, 1359 Hwy. 3121, Spearsville, Louisiana 71277. Send a check or money order in the amount of $21.20.

A heart-felt work of pioneer storytelling, The Winds of September begins midsummer, 1869, when Jim and Judith Hodge decide they finally have enough savings to take their three children and leave the shipyards of Boston to head for Texas and fulfill their dream to homestead. Living in a sod house for three years and being terrified that rattlers would crawl inside to escape the prairie heat is more than Judith bargained for. When Jim realizes how miserable she is, he sells the cows and they leave for an Appalachian Valley in Tennessee where his two brothers have settled.
They cross the Mississippi at Vicksburg, and join a small wagon train going into Tennessee. Jacob and Dorothy Hill are part of this wagon train and decide to settle close to Jim and Judith. Through the pages of The Winds of September, the reader is there as these families carve a living from the wilderness. They love, laugh, and cry as they live among wild animals and face each day determined to survive and bring civilization to their valley.

Excerpt from The Winds of September

2009-06-26T17:18:00.000-07:00

The garden thrived and string beans hung in clusters. As usual, Judith cooked an early breakfast, and was in the garden by daybreak. A faint tinge of pink colored the eastern sky and promised a sunny day. Judith looked forward to some quiet time with herself. She leaned her shotgun against a post and settled down to pick. It wasn’t long before the empty thump of the bucket turned to a soft muffled sound. Judith moved down the row, engrossed in her work and the sound of doves calling from the mountains. She heard a twig snap and looked up to see two wolves watching her. My gun, she thought. How could I be so careless? Judith saw movement among the string bean vines and out walked four little wolf pups. One of them waddled up and sniffed her dress. Judith froze, afraid to touch it until the mother wolf stretched out on her belly with her head resting between her
front paws. The male wolf wagged his tail from side to side, and Judith saw the silver tip. She slowly reached down and rubbed the tiny head. Cassie slammed the front door, headed for the garden. Judith softly called to her. “Walk very slow, Cassie. I want you to see this.” Cassie eased up and stood beside Judith. The little wolf smelled Cassie’s bare feet, then raised his head and tried to howl. Judith and Cassie shook with laughter.

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2009-06-08T15:04:00.000-07:00

The Winds of September, a pioneering book set in 1869, is now live on the Bookstand Publishing website. You can view my e-commerce page at this address. Or contact me for ordering a signed copy at: Frances Bennett, 1359 Hwy. 3121, Spearsville, Louisiana 71277. $21.25 includes shipping, well, almost.I'll pay the balance.
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