by kyle | Aug 23, 2016 | Fiction
Last year I knew I wanted to write an inspirational romance. I enjoy writing both romance and what they call “women’s fiction”, a story of a woman and how she faces and grows through various challenges in her life, usually with a romantic sub-theme included. (good stuff!)
As I considered a theme for the current book, I tossed around a few different ideas.
The same year I had the wonderful opportunity to make a friend, Dawn, via Linked In. She’s a fellow Francophile, and we had many things in common. She runs a small group tour company to Provence and it sparked an idea…
by kyle | Aug 17, 2016 | Fiction
My Next Post will be about my new book: Prodigals in Provence…stay tuned!
by kyle | Jul 25, 2016 | Encouragement
Summer is speeding by in a blur. Seems to take all year to get here, then it’s gone. Back to fall, then winter. I usually feel prepared for the fall by the time it gets here, especially after many weeks of temperatures over 90. Funny how I’m always ready for the next season by the time it gets here.
Events of our lives are like that too. We worry about this or that in the future, but by the time the space closes between the Event and us, we’re ready for it. We lean on God for the outcome and find we have a reservoir of strength we didn’t realize was so sufficient. So complete. A bit from ourselves (we have a few tools and attributes, though they fall kinda short), a lot from Him.
by kyle | May 7, 2016 | Fiction
It was February fifth. The glossy wall calendar hanging inside a kitchen cupboard still displayed a snowy photo for January. Olivia flipped the calendar to the correct month and stared at the day for a moment. She’d be late for work if she didn’t get a move on, yet there was something significant about that date. She furrowed her brow. Was it the birthday of someone she used to know?
James. It was his birthday today. Why, after she hadn’t seen or talked to James in four years, did his birthday graze her consciousness each year? She’d never see him again, not after he’d moved across the world for an ESL stint in South Korea, and subsequently cut off contact. What was he doing now? Had he married a Korean and settled in Seoul? Did it matter? No, she was just curious.
by kyle | May 2, 2016 | Fiction
Annette glanced down at her left hand as the airplane engine roared in preparation for takeoff. A curved branch of gold encircled her finger, glinting in the sunlight that poured through the plane window. She’d bought the ring two days after Paul said he was leaving. In defiance and despair, she’d marched into the jewelry store as if on a mission, and charged the pricey band to his account. She placed it where her simple gold wedding band had been. He never said a word.
Now months later, she was free. Her despair had become acceptance and finally, contentment. Not joy, really, but the more she contemplated her change of status over the subsequent months until the final papers were signed, the more she became convinced that her life was about to change for the best.
