Too Many Ideas

A while back I posted the blurb for Teri’s Cup of Joe, and then for her book that just came out, Rodeo Redemption. Now, her book cover is up for best cover. I’m asking you to go vote. It’s a darling cover–our executive editor is also our cover artist and she does such great work. But it’s also the one cover in the running that isn’t r-rated! And so far she’s winning. Let’s keep her in the lead, ok? Doesn’t take much to go vote.

Here’s the info she sent: (and she said she was behind when she sent it, now she’s in the lead!)

My adorable cover, designed by the lovely Nicola Martinez, is up for cover of the month over at HEA reviews. Please come vote. I am woefully behind. All the other covers are hot and steamy…then there’s my sweet little cover that I love so much.

Here is the link:

http://hea-reviews.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-book-of-month-and-cover-of-month.html

Thank you so much!!

Blessings, Teri

Teri Wilson ~ Romancing the pet lover’s soul

No, not mine, but a fellow author’s book comes out tomorrow. Here’s the blurb/ If you like it, got to White Rose Press tomorrow and download a copy!

Moselle’s Insurance – LoRee Peery

Notes: Creative artist Moselle Carson gives new life to old items, but she can’t seem to renew her shattered ideal of love. When she returns to her hometown to help with a new family business, memories of a broken heart and small-town gossip chip away the tough exterior she’s erected over the years. Now she’s forced to decide whether she’ll rebuild the wall or trust that true love never dies when it is ordained by God.

Generous insurance agent and vulnerable firefighter, Eric Todd, remembers too well how he mistreated Moselle and then set her aside. Now he longs for true love and the second chance to become a husband and father. He Can he learn to forgive himself and still keep the secret that may redeem him in her eyes?

Release Day Special offer! Purchase any edition of Moselle’s Insurance by LoRee Peery–The latest release from White Rose Publishing–and receive a $5 White Rose Publishing gift certificate FREE. Purchases must be made on 30 July 2010 to be eligible, so hurry before time runs out. http://www.whiterosepublishing.com/Moselle39S-Insurance

I mentioned that friends were coming to help stage my house for the brokers who would come through Wednesday, yesterday and today. I didn’t tell you to what lengths they would go, because I didn’t know. Two friends came, one with fibro that is much worse than mine, and the other with her two beautiful, kind daughters. For five hours they cleaned, arranged, tossed, and cleaned some more. They even brought food and cooked, which blew me away.

That’s love. My friends. I am SO blessed.

Tomorrow I will try to get back to my schedule of freebies and posts. It’s just been crazy with trying to get the house ready, get my daughter ready for a retreat, and going house shopping. All that and fibro, too, it’s been fun!

I hope all of you are having a great summer. Let me know what’s up with you. I know the nature of a blog is like an online journal, but since you’re reading about me, I’d like to read about you!

Grade school teacher Carson Alexander has a gift—a gift that has driven a wedge between him and his family. Worse, it’s put him at odds with God. Feeling alone and misunderstood, Carson views God’s gift of prophecy as the worst kind of curse…that is until he meets Lorelei Conner, landscape artist extraordinaire, and perhaps the one person who may need Carson and his gift more than anyone ever has.

Lorelei Connor is a mother on the run. Her abusive ex-husband has followed her all over the country trying to steal their daughter. Distrusting of men and needing to keep on the move, she’s surprised by her desire to remain close to Carson Alexander. Through her fear and hesitation, she must learn to rely on God to guide her—not an easy task when He’s prompting her to trust a man.

Can their relationship withstand the tragedy lurking on the horizon?

We went to the beach with a group from church on Saturday. My husband drove a couple friends down very early and reserved a spot. My daughter and I went with a couple other friends later, at a more civilized hour. Right from the start, my friend’s daughter started telling her mom how her brother wouldn’t let her join the volleyball game.

I used to play. I used to be good at it. Not great, not even star-of-the-PE-class good, but I was better than cruddy. I could serve a mean ball.

So I grabbed Sigi and, ignoring her protests, dragged her to an empty court, followed by a group of sixteen year old girls and some men who couldn’t resist the idea of an easy win.
We took sides. The girls and Sigi on the other side, me with the men. Don’t ask how that happened, it just did. We took a few practice hits. I fell. Hey, we were in the sand. I fell again. And again. The game hadn’t even started. Another man came up (my shanghaied friend’s husband) and went to the “girl’s” side. Right away my team traded me to the girls for Chris. Fine. We could handle a bunch of up-tight people who couldn’t bear the thought of having someone fall on their side of the court once or twice.

My husband was on that team, by the way.

So we started the game. The girls did okay. We’d get ahead, they’d catch up but never pass us up. I fell a few more times. I hit the ball into the net, and almost into Lori’s head once, and then, I figured it out (old kinetic memory, I guess) and started hitting the ball back over the net. Cool. The others got into it as well. We got a little farther ahead.

Sigi ditched us, and we stayed ahead. Four puny, weak, useless women—including the one who kept falling down—against five manly, macho, strong, perfect men. (granted, they had one team member who is challenged physically, but we gave him lots of room). Yeah.

The girl who started it all? Her father came running up from the now finished game (the one they wouldn’t let her join) and joined the guys’ team.

No fair, we yelled. That’s six against four. You have to join us.
Bad move. Do you know how fast we lost? He never missed hitting the ball—straight into the net. Or out of the court all together. Or flat out into the sand.

So we lost, according to them, and to the score. But you know, maybe it was the best thing. After all, how devastated would those poor, sensitive guys have been if they’d lost???

We know we won. We’re just bigger than they are, and didn’t have to prove it.

And I’m still feeling the effects of falling down. You know what that kind of impact (even on sand) does to someone with fibro?

So I’m spending a little time in bed again.

Friends are coming tomorrow, too early! –to help me stage the house for buyers and brokers and whoever else needs to walk through. Pray we do a good job. Pray it sells.

I’m pretty sure God is going to let it happen this time, though.

A Former Rodeo Queen

Josie Turner spends her days at the local dog grooming shop pampering the pooches of Angel Springs, Texas. When rodeo season rolls around again, the townfolk are excited about who their new Rodeo Queen might be. Josie, on the other hand, finds herself reminded all too often about a night she’d just as soon forget.

A Former Rodeo Cowboy

Luke Anderson lived for three things – riding, roping and rodeos. Until the day he met Josie Turner, the girl who gave his life meaning, and whose heart he was destined to break. Now, ten years later, he returns to Angel Springs to find the town hasn’t changed much, but the girl he left behind has become a stranger he hardly recognizes. What, he wonders, will she think of him, and the man he’s become?

A Rodeo Weekend

Determined to break through the wall Josie has erected around her heart, Luke must face his demons while at the same time helping Josie overcome hers. With the whole town cheering them on, can Luke mend Josie’s heart and can one rodeo weekend help them both find redemption?

First in a series of wonderful stories.

You can get it HERE

In bed, most of the time!

But I was making these:

This weekend we finished up a project we’ve been working on for over a month. A while ago I mentioned a friend who has finally come to the place where he can enter the seminary, prior to becoming a priest. It’s an eight year process, and he’s been wanting to begin for more than fifteen years. And in that time, he’s become an indispensable part of our parish.

I know—they say no one is indispensable, and maybe that’s true. However, in his case, no, I think our parish will be much poorer, much lacking, without him. I cried through the Mass before the big event, as our presider talked about our friend. I cried through his party, at which more than 400 people came to honor him, give him love and prayers, and tell him goodbye. Because as much as we say, sure, he’ll be back (and he will) he’s still—going away. He won’t be our youth minister. He won’t be giving the young kids homilies every month. He won’t be there to call on to do the million things he’s always done for us—and making us laugh and love a little more in the process. He just—won’t be there.

Part of what I offered to do was to make up table decorations. At first, we thought we’d be inside, but it didn’t work. I didn’t change the decorations—still made of paper. I forgot the wind….

We had to not only tape the bags to the table cloths, but we had to put a few rocks into each one for stability. And they were still falling down.

On the side of each, I attached a note asking the guests to take a bag home, use it to remind them to pray for our friend, and also to collect their donations for our new Vocations Scholarship Fund. It will help our friend to come home to us each summer, and to live in the seminary while he’s studying.

I cut 100 of these boxes. Ended up with 99. I don’t know what happened to the other one, and unlike the Shepherd, I didn’t leave the 99 and go in search of the one. Still at 14 pieces each box, that means I cut 1400 pieces. I had help gluing them, folding the boxes, and setting them out, thank goodness.

A Time for Healing – Tamelia Tumlin

As an active church member, Jaci Sinclair believes the Christian message that forgiveness is open to all…all except her, that is. Years ago, Jaci made a life-changing mistake, and now she’s sure she doesn’t deserve the one thing she wants the most—a family of her own. But when Hunter Grant walks into her life, her world is turned upside-down. Not only does he make her desire a family even more, he shines a lamp on the one thing she refuses to see.

Ex-FBI hostage negotiator, Hunter Grant, has lost the one thing he treasured the most—his family. Filled with bitterness and anger towards God, Hunter vows never to let anyone close to him again. He moves to Yellow Rose, Texas, trying to forget the tragic deaths of his wife and son—deaths he should have prevented. Wanting to lose himself in the sleepy little town, he is not prepared for the powerful feelings Jaci stirs within him.

As Jaci’s and Hunter’s worlds collide, neither is prepared to face the demons that haunt their pasts and hinder their future together, but for everything there is a season…even a time for healing.

you can buy it here

I have a sale on my Etsy shop. Here are the details:

NEW!! SALE!! Buy three get one free!!!!

Finish the purchase of your three items, and in the comments to the seller, tell me which file you want as your free item. NO LIMIT!!!! Six purchases gets you two free, nine purchases gets you three free, and so on.

Hurry! Sale ends July 23.

And if you would rather shop at CreationsbyPenny (faster downloads) then for every three you buy, send me the info and when I get the confirmation, I’ll send you your free choice. Again, no limits.

This is a special on a fellow author’s new release!

Release Day Special offer! Purchase any edition of A Time for Healing, White Rose Publishing’s latest release, and receive a $5 WRP Gift Certificate FREE. Purchases must be made on 9 July 2010 to be eligible, so hurry before time runs out. http://bit.ly/9tE9DP