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February 7, 2012

Enter to win a basket of goodies from New Orleans to celebrate the release of my first historical novel!

Filed under: Blog,Writing — Tags: fiction, historical novel, Love Finds You in New Orleans, romance, Summerside Press — Christa Allan @ 12:13 am

LOVE FINDS YOU IN NEW ORLEANS

The story of a woman whose grandparents must consider whether to stop keeping secrets and reveal the truth they’ve known—a truth that will make the difference between a life of obligation and a life of choice.Unlocking the past could open the door to a new future, but is the present worth the cost? 

 LEAVE A COMMENT TO WIN A COPY OF MY NOVEL AND A BASKET OF NEW ORLEANS’ GOODIES INCLUDING:

Mardi Gras Beads, Community Coffee, and Beignet Mix and more! CONTEST ENDS ON VALENTINE’S DAY!

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans? Share your favorite stories of New Orleans or why you’d like to visit the city!


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November 14, 2011

What time is it? Thyme for Love with Pamela S. Meyers

Filed under: Blog,Interview — Tags: fiction, Oak Tara Publishing, Pamela S. Meyers, Summerside Press, Thyme for Love — Christa Allan @ 12:36 am

April Love has always dreamed of being a chef.

But she didn’t expect a former fiancé or murder to be part of the recipe for her new job.

When April Love signs on to be an in-house chef at an old lakeshore mansion in Canoga Lake, Wisconsin, she comes face to face with her long-lost love, the drop-dead gorgeous Marc Thorne. It doesn’t take long for their old magnetism to recharge, but how can she trust the guy who left her nearly at the altar eight years earlier? Her gut tells her something happened to Marc in between—something he’s reluctant to reveal.

When April’s boss is murdered, Marc is accused of the crime. Unless April can find out who really killed Ramón Galvez, her chances for love will end up at the county jail. But someone else is just as determined she not solve the mystery…and will go to any length to stop her.

Q: Give us a little preview of Thyme for Love.

A:  April Love has always dreamed of being a chef. When her Aunt Kitty hears of a in-house chef position for a non-profit organization housed in a lakeshore mansion next door, April returns to Canoga Lake, Wisconsin, where she’d spent many summers growing up, to apply for the job. When she discovers her former fiancé Marc Thorne working there, she wonders if this position was really God’s intention for her. After all, Marc all but left her standing at the altar to chase his own dreams in California. It doesn’t take long to realize Marc is hiding secrets and despite returning feelings for the man, April determines she will not make the same mistake as she did eight years earlier. But when their boss is found dead and Marc is framed for his murder, April has no choice but to turn sleuth to keep Marc from being accused of a murder he didn’t commit.

Q: What made you want to write this book?

A:  I’ve always loved romance and mysteries, and decided to write a story that married the two elements together. I grew up in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin and have always been fascinated by the many 20th Century mansions that dot the lake’s shoreline. I toyed with the idea of setting the story in one of those homes, but decided to create a smaller lake and village just to the east of Lake Geneva to gain more freedom with some of the details of the story and its characters. I loved having the area located close enough to Lake Geneva that April and Marc could go there for a meal at one of the actual restaurants there. I also gave them backgrounds that involve working on Geneva Lake as many college students do during the summer months.

Q:  Have you always wanted to be a writer?

A:  In one way or another I’ve always written almost since I could hold a pencil. When I was eight years old I asked for a diary for Christmas and I wrote in it at different times of my childhood. I still have that little book and it contains bits and pieces of my life from age eight until sometime in high school. Even into my adult years I’d journal from time to time, but never thought of turning that “need” to put words to paper into a career until years later. While completing my bachelor’s through an accelerated adult program, one of my professors suggested I could make a living writing. I published several magazine articles, but as the hankering to write stories grew stronger, I began taking fiction writing classes. At a local writer’s conference a multipublished author suggested I could turn one of my short stories into a novel. That was all I needed to hear. I soon joined American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) while the organization was in its infancy and through their writing courses and conferences I continued to grow in the craft.

Q: Have you written other novels besides Thyme for Love?

Oh yes. My first novel which I would classify as a women’s fiction languishes in my computer at the moment. Authors very seldom publish their first written work as that often turns out to be a practice project. The storyline still resonates with me and I’d love to one day pull it out and rework it. There are a couple other stories that will probably never see the light of day. I’m very excited to have a novel set in my hometown of Lake Geneva, Love Finds You in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, coming out in June 2012 from Summerside Press. It’s a 1933 historical romance, and I had a blast researching for the story.

Q. Do you have any plans for a sequel to Thyme for Love?

A. I’m so glad you asked. Thyme for Love is part of a three-book series called “On the Road to Love.” Books 2 and 3 involved April and Marc, and both are set in Canoga Lake. In Book 2, Love Will Find a Way, April moves into an old Victorian home with plans to turn it into a restaurant and catering business. It isn’t long before a discovery made while they are renovating the home threatens to hijack plans for the grand opening. In Book three, Love’s Reward, April and Marc’s wedding plans are in full swing, until it becomes apparent there is someone who doesn’t want them to marry.

Q. How do you get your story ideas?

A. There’s an old adage to write what you know. I might add to that, to always keep your eyes and ears open for a possible story line. That first novel I wrote was sparked by something someone said to me when she showed me a picture of my great-grandfather’s grave. My Love Finds You in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin story grew out of wanting to know the history behind the beautiful lakeshore recreational building that has become an icon of the area. Just today a newspaper article sparked an idea I’d like to develop into a proposal.

Q. What is your daily writing routine?

A. My best writing time is morning, but I’ve had to make myself work outside the box at times when that kind of schedule doesn’t work. Since I am a morning person, I find it best to set my alarm as if I’m going to work. I get up at 5:30 and spend at least an hour in my Quiet Time with God. Then I try to walk daily for exercise before settling down in my home office to write. I recently converted unused space in my dining are into an office and that has helped tremendously with getting the sense of “going to work.” This helps me stay on task. Too many years actually working Monday through Friday probably contributes to that. On days I have an obligation away from home in the morning, I have had to force myself to be creative in the afternoon and early evening. I think as I start working on deadlines more and more that’s going to be essential.

Q. What advice do you have for new authors?

A. Persevere, persevere, and persevere. I started out aspiring to be published in novel writing more than ten years ago. I had the raw ability and desire to write, but that skill had to be trained and honed, much like a young colt has to be trained. I have learned that writers need to develop what we jokingly refer to as rhino skin and also we need a positive teachable attitude. Join critique groups, take writing courses, attend writing conferences where great teaching occurs and you’ll have opportunities to meet with industry professionals and pitch to editors and agents. ACFW has a great yearly conference ever September that is for fiction writers only. I cannot tout ACFW enough. It is a must organization to join for anyone who writes fiction from a Christian point of view.

Q. When you aren’t writing, what fills your days?

A. I volunteer at my church in the multicultural ministry, helping Japanese women learn to speak English and lead a women’s small group Bible study. I’m also chapter president of my local ACFW chapter which meets monthly. Also, I enjoy reading (surprise, surprise) and movies. Love to cook and find new ways of making things. You’ll find an adaptation of a recipe someone gave me called Chicken George at the back of Thyme for Love. I loved having April prepare it in the novel, and look forward to experimenting

 

 

A native of Lake Geneva, Wisc., Pamela Meyers currently lives in Arlington Heights, Ill. She served on the Operating Board for ACFW 2005-2009, and is president of her local ACFW chapter. Her debut novel Thyme for Love releases November 14, 2011, and her historical that is set in her hometown, Love Finds You in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, will release in June 2012. She has published articles in Today’s Christian Woman, Christian Computing, Victory in Grace, and Ancestry. She is also a contributor in the compilation book, His Forever.


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September 20, 2011

The Language of Flowers:Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Filed under: Blog,Reviews — Tags: book review, fiction, flowers, foster care, Random House, The Language of Flowers, Vanessa Diffenbaugh — Christa Allan @ 1:06 am

“For eight years I dreamed of fire. Trees ignited as I passed them; oceans burned. The sugary smoke settled in my hair as I slept, the scent like a cloud left on my pillow as I rose. Even so, the moment my mattress started to burn, I bolted awake. The sharp, chemical smell was nothing like the hazy syrup of my dreams; the two were as different as Indian and Carolina jasmine, separation and attachment. They could not be confused. Standing in the middle of the room, I located the source of the fire. A neat row of wooden matches lined the foot of the bed. They ignited, one after the next, a glowing picket fence across the piped edging. Watching them light, I felt a terror unequal to the size of the flickering flames, and for a paralyzing moment I was ten years old again, desperate and hopeful in a way I had never been before and would never be again.

But the bare synthetic mattress did not ignite like the thistle had in late October. It smoldered, and then the fire went out.

It was my eighteenth birthday.”

And so begins The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh, and I am awake until the early morning hours because I can’t bring myself to stop reading. It is only when I hear my husband’s alarm, at three in the morning, that I realize how much time has passed. I force myself to sleep, so I can wake up and finish. When I do, I close the book, and think it was a novel I wish I had written.

Victoria Jones, the protagonist, is at once haunting, engaging and achingly real. Flashbacks to her ten-year-old self in the foster care system break you open. At eighteen, she is released from the system and begins to make her way through the world. It’s not pretty…she’s distrusting, hesitant, and awkward. Yet, she communicates through her extensive knowledge of flowers, their meaning, their ability to reflect feelings and emotions.

I found myself, at points, exhausted from pulling for her and urging her on because for a woman who can see with such deep clarity into others, she remains an enigma to herself.  She makes a sacrifice that, as a mother myself, I found sacrificial and so reflective of her hesitancy to allow herself to feel deeply for another human being after her own experiences.

I hesitate to reveal too much in this review because what I loved about this novel was its surprising twists and discoveries. It was unlike anything I had ever read, and I only wish I could read it again for the first time.

Don’t just read this novel. Savor it.

ABOUT THE BOOK

The Victorian language of flowers was used to convey romantic expressions: honeysuckle for devotion, aster for patience, and red roses for love. But for Victoria Jones, it’s been more useful in communicating grief, mistrust, and solitude. After a childhood spent in the foster-care system, she is unable to get close to anybody, and her only connection to the world is through flowers and their meanings.

Now eighteen and emancipated from the system, Victoria has nowhere to go and sleeps in a public park, where she plants a small garden of her own. Soon a local florist discovers her talents, and Victoria realizes that she has a gift for helping others through the flowers she chooses for them. But a mysterious vendor at the flower market inspires her to question what’s been missing in her life. And when she’s forced to confront a painful secret from her past, she must decide whether it’s worth risking everything for a second chance at happiness.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Vanessa Diffenbaugh was born in San Francisco and raised in Chico, California. After studying creative writing and education at Stanford, she went on to teach art and writing to youth in low-income communities. She and her husband, PK, have three children: Tre’von, eighteen; Chela, four; and Miles, three. Tre’von, a former foster child, is attending New York University on a Gates Millennium Scholarship. Diffenbaugh and her family currently live in Cambridge, Massachusetts, where her husband is studying urban school reform at Harvard.

Vanessa Diffenbaugh is also the founder of the Camellia Network.  The mission of the Camellia Network is to create a nationwide movement to support youth transitioning from foster care. In The Language of Flowers, Camellia [kuh-meel-yuh] means “My Destiny is in Your Hands.” The network’s name emphasizes the belief in the interconnectedness of humanity: each gift a young person receives will be accompanied by a camellia, a reminder that the destiny of our nation lies in the hands of our youngest citizens.

 

Thank you to Pump Up Your Book and  Vanessa Diffenbaugh for the review copy of this novel.

 

 


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July 22, 2008

Working on my Week-ness

Filed under: Issues,Writing — Tags: fiction, writing — Christa Allan @ 1:07 am

KATY MC KENNA RAYMOND WON THE DR. GARY CHAPMAN BOOK, LOVE AS A WAY OF LIFE, WHICH IS FEATURED ON MY BLOG FICTIONARY.

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I’ve decided that my blogging life, especially with two of them (blogs, not lives…but a clone might be nice) needs to be organized. Lord knows, something in my life needs to be organized. Might as well start there.

So, here’s what I’m thinking about this little blog of mine.

Christa as teacher: After spending over 21 years in high school classrooms as an English teacher, I thought it would be worthwhile to share information for students, teachers, parents, parole boards, employers. Not so much day in the life of, though that’s certainly an option, as much as a behind the scenes of and how parents help or sabotage their teenagers, and whatever any of you might want to know from a teacher’s perspective on teaching.  Transparent Teaching was my first thought for those posts which, of course, would be on a Tuesday and/or Thursday to honor all things alliterative.

Then my marketing brain kicked in and I thought, “Wouldn’t it be fun to call it Naked Teaching?”  My Akismet would exhaust itself with the salacious spams, but by the second week of school, my students and I are doing naked writing, so why not? Plus, it’s a great segue into the profoundly boring subject of participles because, clearly, we should all know that naked writing and writing naked are visibly different. Transparent Naked Teaching? Nah, redundant. But, the acronym, TNT, is workable.

Christa as writer: I’ll own being opaque when it comes to my fiction writing. Not that I’m unwilling to share what I write and how it can shift from stupendous to stupid in less than two sentences. So many other writers with more experience, published books, awards, and recognizable faces and names are sharing, I wonder what could I possibly offer?  [That reads much more self-pitying than I intended. Now, see, in my real book-writing-world, I'd have to change the line because the tone's not conveying the message I want.]

I don’t want to be whiny wimpy writer and compete for blog time with my Word Game Wednesday. Fiction definitely points to Friday. Hmm…Fun Fiction? Gag.

Honestly, Fiction on my Fanny would be much more accurate because, with the exception of those few authors I know who actually write while standing, if the buttocks aren’t in the chair, the book’s not happening.

Christa as wife, mother, grammy, sister, mother-in-law, daughter-in-law: This one is a compound fracture in my already fractured life. I’ve forewarned my daughters that it’s unlikely they’ll be a “good” one of those listed roles simultaneously. My adultren (a portmanteau word I just created…adult+children) are now 31, 28, 25, 25, and 22. My granddaughters are three and one. I, on the other hand, have not aged. It is miraculous. Monday or Saturday? Don’t have a firm grasp on this one yet. Liking the idea of Monday Musings…

Christa as God-child: Exploring my relationship as a child of God would be will be scary.[ For me. I hope not for you reading about me. Any other scary caused by your own relationship with God is all yours.] There are still areas in my life where I insist on playing tug-of-war with God. Who am I kidding? I’m pulling on a rope the size of which could tow a cruise ship into port, and God’s in His heaven with a yo-yo string entertaining Himself with my foolishness. I love that God as a sense of humor. I don’t always love that I’m the source of it.

Definitely a Sunday post. I’d love to call it Sashay Sunday because I have few, if any opportunities to legitimately use that word sashay, and I happen to like it (the verb; the noun, not so much). Why don’t people sashay in the 21st century? Is it symptomatic of our stressed and frenetic society that we don’t have the time to sashay places? Maybe I could start a Save the Sashay movement.

Maybe I could get back on topic. Sunday Soul Searching. Ugh. So staunchly serious.

Here’s the lineup so far:

Tuesday or Thursday: Transparent (or Naked) Teaching

Wednesday: Word Game Wednesday

Friday: Fiction on my Fanny (unless this is found to be offensive by the audience. If so, I’ll rename it Fiction on Your Fanny.)

Monday or Saturday: Family Day, yet unnamed

Sunday: Devotion day, yet unnamed.

So, feel free to help a sister out here with ideas.


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