Tuesday, September 1, 2015

It's a Beautiful Debut Day!

How exciting it is every time a new title is released.It just never gets old. And I know the historical Christian Texas Romance series is one of y'all's favorites! And it certainly is mine, too! That makes the celebration for DAUGHTERS OF THE HEART all the more boisterous! You've seen the cover, but here it is again, because I just love looking at it and figure you will, too :)

   All of the girls are beautiful and smart as whips, too. They love God and never want to break their daddy's heart like their big sister did two years ago when she ran off and eloped--plus he was right all along about that no-good Caleb Wheeler!
   So the three girls, Gwendolyn, eighteen, Cecelia, seventeen, and Bonnie, twelve going on twenty--make a pact. They promise to abide by Daddy's rules and whatever he says. A noble treaty, right?
   But when suitors start calling, it becomes very hard to keep their word to each other. He's so strict, and his rules are worse than ridiculous! And worst of all, the one person who could help them, who wielded any influence over him, who should understand better than anyone and be on the righteous side of the females...isn't! 

   Gwendolyn  Belle instigated the Sister Pact, but before Clay Briggs even gets to asking for permission to court her, Daddy sends him packing. Said her beau needed to have a closer relationship with God! That they weren't a good match! How did he know? And who was he to judge Clay's standing with God. Wasn't that a personal issue?
   The young man from California who came to build Daddy a steam engine for the sawmill seemed to be interested, but still, her heart almost broke watching Clay ride off. They'd been good friends forever, and none of the Briggs boys were hard on the eyes. 
   And then--would miracles never cease?--a new man showed up at the Buckmeyer door, one she didn't know, but handsome enough...older than Clay...a bit of a dandy all dressed to the hilt. Perhaps her Daddy had been wise all along.

   Cecelia Carol knew the minute she saw him and set about making him love her and realize she was the sister for him, but he kept paying her older sister all the attention...the only one old enough to court at all according to their pigheaded father!
   Daydreams and night dreams only confirm to CeCe that he's the one, but she has almost a whole year to wait before Daddy will even allow him to ask to court her. By then, he'd surely chose her sister or be gone back home, and she'd probably never see him again.
   Nope, she had to do something. Something drastic to make him see. She schemed and plotted and birthed a plan to get him alone so she could talk with him. Make her love understand that she was worth waiting for. Then Daddy made his plans to be gone overnight with the timber man. 
   It was her only chance!

   Bonnie Claire hated being the youngest; she just hated it, truly! It wasn't fair that Daddy sent Clay Briggs back home when he was probably the best catch in Red River County, he'd broken Gwen's heart. It wasn't fair! He shouldn't get to choose. He was only a stubborn old man. What did he know?
   While her big sisters spent their time planning and crying and trying to talk Mama May into helping them, Bonnie filled her piggy bank serving as a chaperon because they weren't allowed to ever be alone with any of the three handsome young men who all of a sudden practically lived at her home.
   But it wasn't long at all before she figured out that one of them--the best one by far--was sweet on her. After all, when her ungrateful sisters spoke in a mean tone just because she asked a pertinent question, he took up for her. He'd even winked at her. He must love her! Would daddy ever even think about lowering his courting age to where she could be available to her soulmate, her one true love for life?

   The Texas Romances started only eighteen months with book one, VOW UNBROKENDAUGHTERS OF THE HEART is book five in the series and the fourth title I've published as an Indie (independent author--without a publishing company). My first, book two, HEARTS STOLEN debuted in September a year ago, followed by book three HOPE REBORN and book 4 SINS OF THE MOTHERS; that's four in one year's time.
   Plans are to debut book eight THE BEDWARMER'S SON in September 2016 with book six JUST KIN--that I wrote 'The End' on yesterday--in January and in May, 
AT LIBERTY TO LOVE also in 2016.
   Reports are already coming in that DAUGHTERS OF THE HEART is the best yet out of the series. That is so exciting to hear, because each one of these stories is quite different from the last, and I always wonder how readers will react.
   As many reviewers have said, they don't have to be read in order as each book is a stand alone story, but... you'll enjoy them even more if you've read the previous stories. I want to thank you for supporting me--purchasing my books and telling your friends--for reading the Texas Romance series, and for reviewing, sharing, commenting and liking Facebook posts. You ought to pick up The Generations Biblical fiction volumes and the contemporary Red River Romances, too. You're sure to fall in love with those characters, too.
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Sunday, July 5, 2015

Plethora of Players ~ Mary C. Findley

Good afternoon, folks. We have with us this morning a great character, Keith Bradley, from The Great Thirst Serial Archaeological Mystery from author Mary C. Findley. Welcome, Mister Bradley. We’re here to talk about this mystery of The Great Thirst. But first, we’d like to hear a little about you.

I’m a third generation schoolteacher. I’m a science teacher, twenty-five years old, and live with my dad and my sister. It’s a very small town.

You watch out for the kids as the buses come in. What about that stranger in a strange car?

That was Mis'ess Talia Ramin, the new English teacher. She got the parking lots mixed up. Seeing her drive up in a Tesla – amazing.

It must have been quite a shock to you, then, to learn you would be team-teaching a class with Mis'ess Ramin?

Grant money from the Bible as Literature class would help fix up the school. But there was no way I was going on that trip during Spring Break..

Why would you pass up a chance to visit Greece and Turkey if someone else was paying?

Because I intend on going to ProTechCon during Spring Break, to get back on track for my master’s.

Certain parents think you’re ignoring their concerns about cafeteria menus, remodeling, and this Bible Restoration Project. What would you say to those accusations?

We are doing our best to give their kids a safe, healthy school and a good, complete education. You can’t please everyone.

The next phase of the Bible Repository Project must have been quite a bombshell.

It really scared us. The Men in Black came to take everybody’s Bibles, notes, and memory cards.

You agreed to go on the December survey trip. What convinced you?

I thought those people were crazy, to keep working after what happened. This quest means a lot to Talia and her aunt and uncle. We got some mysteries to solve together.

Our viewers are dying to hear about the mysterious ancient technology you found on the survey trip, and where these finds were located.

I can’t get into specifics about what we did or exactly what we found over there. People still need protection. But I will say that I wasn’t the one who found the most important artifact, or made it work, really. It will take a lot of study and work to understand the secrets we helped discover.

Well, then, maybe you can explain what this Great Thirst business is all about?

The Bible says there’s going to come a time when people will be searching everywhere for the Word of God and not be able to find it.

So you are preparing for the end times? The Great Tribulation or something like that?

We’re preparing for persecution and people having to hide and protect the word to share it. 


             Amazon links: 

             BOOK ONE Prepared
             BOOK TWO Purified

             BOOK THREE - Pursued

Author Bio:  Wife of a crazy smart man, mother of three kind of grownups, traveling the US and Canada in a tractor-trailer. Best-selling historical fiction author of the Benny and the Bank Robber Adventure series, Send a White Rose, and Chasing the Texas Wind.

Mary also writes for Mid-grade, and these highly-rated nonfiction and homeschool titles also available:
1) Praise for Benny and the Bank Robber: "Looked like a kids book. It really surprised me with a lot of interesting twists and being deeply spiritual."
2) Doctor Dad: "Real life situations, mystery and suspense along with a little comedy keep you wanting to keep on reading. SUPERB!"
3) The Oregon Sentinel: "This has been an excellent series. As a family, we have thoroughly enjoyed "meeting" Benny and his family and going along with him on his adventures which have been truly amazing."
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Mary's "tough but you need it" BLOG is Elk Jerky for the Soul 
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Friday, June 26, 2015

Plethora of Players Summer Book Tour ~ Shawn Lamb

What a first week this has been on our Summer Tour where you, our readers will meet a Plethora of Players in the novels of Shawn Lamb, Mary C. Findley, Pam Funke, and myself, Caryl McAdoo!

Today is the final day of our visit to Allon. From what we can gather there is a good reason for Shawn Lamb selecting the title “The Great Battle”. Tensions are running high. We hope to get some answers from Lieutenant Avatar, aide to Captain Kell.

Thank you for taking the time to join us, Lieutenant.

You’re welcome.

I must say, I find Guardians' eyes quite impressive. First the brilliant gold of Kell's, then the rich mahogany of Dagar's, and now yours. Such vibrant silver, almost as bright as your sword.

Well, thank you. I don’t think much about the color. None of us really do, it’s simply a feature of our creation.

I’ll get right to the point. In the prior interviews, Kell and Dagar both referred to you, although in decidedly different tones. Kell spoke in favor while Dagar ... well, Lieutenant, not so much.

I’m not surprised by Dagar. It’s his troubling attitude that concerns Kell … and me.

Seems to go beyond attitude, don't you think? I mean Dagar mentioned something about “spying”?

Spying is his word. Kell sent me to discover if there is any connection between Dagar and the rogue. That is exactly what I intend to do, with or without Dagar’s cooperation. However, he’s not the only one being uncooperative.

How so?

Let’s just say other Trio Leaders are not happy with me following the captain’s orders. They need to understand, nothing will stop me from learning the truth. Kell sent me on a mission, and I will complete it.

So Dagar’s attitude is spreading to other Guardians?

Appears so. Why and where it will lead is the question? What used to be unthinkable just a few centuries ago may be come reality. That doesn’t bode well for the mortals.

Kell said you find them amusing.

Ay. But there is nothing amusing about our current situation. Jor’el willing, we can stop it before the worst happens.

You mean war among the Guardians? Can Allon withstand such a conflict?

I don’t know. Nor do any of us want to find out.

(A female voice is heard) Sorry, but I’m going to have to break-up this little show.

Excuse, me, but who are you?

My name is Wren. And, no, I’m not a warrior. I’m a Guardian huntress, and here to make sure the Lieutenant stays on course.

You got lost, Lieutenant?

No! Merely sidetracked to be here. (Avatar looked none-to-pleased at Wren.) You need to work on your timing.

(Wren flashed a lopsided smile.) Only if you give lessons.

One more question, Lieutenant. Is there anything those of us from outside Allon can do to help?

Pray, and trust the Almighty for the outcome.

Thank you, Lieutenant. Wren, pleased to make your acquaintance.

Well, it appears our trip to Allon uncovered more than we expected.  All we can do is see if what Shawn Lamb chronicles in “The Great Battle” will have a favorable outcome.

The Great Battle – Book 1 – Guardians of Allon is currently available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle.

Shawn Lamb is an award-winning author of the YA epic series Allon and children’s trilogy “The King’s Children”. To learn more about Shawn and her books visit her!

DON'T FORGET to leave your comment for Shawn or her Players! Every person on the tour who leaves a comment will be in a drawing for individual giveaways as well as the GRAND PRIZE for those who make it to every one! Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays! 

You may also visit our Facebook Event at Christian Indie Books to leave comments and ask your own questions of any of the Plethora of Players planned for you to meet on this tour! 

Next week, July 6 thru 10, meet us to meet the Players of Mary C. Findley's fiction!

Week Three. July 13 thru 17, Tour with us to meet the players of One and Done, Caryl McAdoo's July release!

And Week 4, July 20 thru 24. meet the Players of Pamela Funke!

Saturday, June 20, 2015

I Love The Craft of Writing

I've been thinking about this book for a long time. I've contributed to online writing magazines and published regular columns in some, besides guesting on many writers' blogs. 

I found myself always looking for something to send someone that would explain a concept they weren't understanding or applying to their work--always with the heart of trying to repay because I received such wonderful help when I was new in this wonderful community.

I finally started gathering all the articles into a single folder in my Word documents and realized I had enough material for a book! Voila! And so I began putting all my blogs and posts, articles, and editing papers into Story & Style, The Craft of Writing Creative Fiction

It’s written in a conversational tone and I've been told that makes the tools of this craft easier to understand. I've included lots of examples, too. Some of the chapter names are Hooks, Point of View, Characterization, and Dialogue, and there’s an emphases throughout of using an active voice rather than passive. 

At sixty-five, if I've learned anything, it is that one never quits learning! It is my desire with Story & Style to inspire writers to improve their craft. It is my nineteenth title, my third non-fiction. I've been blessed to have four historical Christian Texas Romance, two Biblical fictions, four contemporary romances, three mid-grade chapter books, a WWII military novel, a thriller (written specifically for a secular audience) and an audio mystery. I've edited professionally since 2001, and honed my craft at twenty-two years of read-and-critique sessions!

If you know ANYone who writes--whether they've just said they want to and haven't started yet or have many titles published--I would venture to promise God will use this book to improve their knowledge of the tools available to them and take their writing to a new level. Please get them a copy! You can comment below and maybe win the giveaway and gift them with that copy!

Praying my story gives God glory! Blessings to you in the name of His Son!

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Friday, May 22, 2015

Are Parents' Sins Visited on Their Children?

Enjoy a snippet from May's Debut Sins of the Mothers!

Jethro Risen, one of the gold miners Mary Rachel has sold merchandise to in San Francisco is at a plain sawboard Methodist church speaking with Brother Paul. Jethro only recently got saved.

     “Sins of the fathers, have you heard about that?”
     “I guess not, what are you talking about?”
     The old man held a finger up and hurried to the altar. He returned with a Bible, flipped pages until he found his spot, and read. “Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them.”
     “Who’s them?”
     He looked up. “Talking about other gods here, telling His children not to bow to them.” He continued. “For I the LORD thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me.”
     “So I get punished for my father’s sins? That doesn’t seem right. Is that what it means?”
     “No, not exactly. God is telling the children of Israel how things work. You plant corn, that’s what you harvest—corn. Reap what you sow. Same with bowing down to other gods. The second commandment is not to have any other gods. When you put something—anything—ahead of God, you don’t get blessed.”
     “So I’m doomed to repeat the sins of my father?”
     “No, you accepted the Lord’s salvation. Not under the curse anymore. You don’t hate Him anymore, do you?”
     “No, sir. Don’t know that I hated Him before.”
     “There’s no gray with God, son. You love Him or hate Him. But Christ became a curse so that we will be blessed. Still, the devil has a right to visit our parents’ sins on us.” The old man smiled. “In reality, that’s a blessing.”
     “What? How so?”
     “Well, the child sees how the parents mishandled their situations and sinned against God. From witnessing their iniquities, younger generations learn from the elders’ mistakes. They’ve seen the bad outcome.”
     “I think I see.”
     “Yes, sir. So when the devil comes around with the same temptations, they can make different choices. Overcome.”

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Sunday, May 3, 2015

California, Here We Come!

Hallelujah! SINS OF THE MOTHERS is here! Book Four in the historical Christian Texas Romance series! The first story of the next generation!

♫♪*`•. I’m just so excited.•*♪¨*about what the Lord is doing!•♪♫*`•. I’m just so excited Lord!! ♪♫•*¨♪ for what I know♪♫¸¸.•*♪ He will do!!*•.¸ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ¸♫♪*`•. I’m just so excited!!•.¸.• ✿And He is delighted ღ(̆̃̃ڿڰۣ✿♫♪*with my anticipation`º°¨•.¸of what I know He will do. .•*♪♫•!♪♫¸•*♪ And I get to be a part ♫♪*`of what the Lord is doing!•♪♫*`•. I get to be a part!!.•*♪¨*♥ •♪♫ of what I know♪♫¸¸.•*♪ He will do!!*•.¸ I get to be a part ♫♪*`!♪♫•*♥¨and He has a good plan!♪*•.¸ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫♪*`•. He’s called me for His purpose!.•*♪¨* ♫♪*`•. I have a role to play!!♪♫•*¨♪ 
This is a "New Song" the Lord gave me and I AM EXCITED to be sure! :)

     Henry and Sue's oldest daughter together, Mary Rachel is only seventeen. Propelled by blind first love, she defies her father and elopes with Caleb Wheeler.
     He whisks her away to California while her daddy is off to Europe. In the gold rush days of 1851 San Francisco, the newlyweds partner with his cousin John in his dry goods business.
     Unbeknownst to the young bride, her new husband sends his kissing cousin Lanelle ahead. He wants his love and his new wife’s money, too. 
     Betrayal and murder drive Mary, soon a young mother, to the depths of despair. But she can't go home, and hates the one man who loves her enough to cover her sins and deliver her out of the horrible pit she’s dug for herself.
     Or does she?
     From frontier Texas to the raw bone boomtown of  the west coast, then all the way to genteel New York, Mary travels to find redemption for the sins of her mothers. 

This is the one everyone's been waiting for, and all the early buzz says it's the best yet!It's different from the first three in that I venture to the Golden State where I was born in 1950--right at one hundred years after Mary Rachel Buckmeyer was there--except I was not born in the city by the bay, but a little south in Long Beach. And Debut Day for SINS OF THE MOTHER, May 3rd, just happens to be my sixty-fifth birthday, too :)

       What an exciting that must have been for my young heroine, but she could never imagine how many things could and would go wrong for her. 
     Here's what some of my early readers are saying about SINS OF THE MOTHERSREVIEWS:

I've often wondered if the past can repeat itself in a person's life and Mary Rachel Buckmeyer gave me my answer. Love, betrayal, despair, the sweet faith of little children, and the perseverance of a miner. These all made for a wonderful story of what life was like in San Francisco during the gold rush of the 1850's. When I finished the last page of Mary's story, I smiled and thought... I loved this story! But... There had better be another book coming because I want more of these Buckmeyer's! I'd recommend this story to anyone who enjoys reading  a good Christian, historical fiction of the 1800's.
                   --Deanna Stevens, Nebraska reader
Sins of the Mother. Caryl McAdoo does it again with what I think is the best book yet in this series. The characters are so real and have a heap of real issues on their plates from page one. Pick it up and you won't be able to put it down.
                 --Holly Michael

     Would you like an EXCERPT from Chapter One? See how this novel starts:

With everyone on the porch for the clan’s sendoff, Mary Rachel decided for sure and for certain and could wait no longer. She took a deep breath and hugged his neck. “Daddy, I’m sorry. I really am, but I can’t go. No, I mean I’m not going. I can’t leave. I won’t.”
He leaned back and stared at her for too long a minute, his face suddenly stone cold. “What did you just say?”
She grimaced; steam rose to her cheeks. He softened just like he always had when her mother turned on him. Saying it aloud made it all the more real, strengthened her resolve. “I cannot be gone for seven months. I thought for a while maybe I could, but I can’t, Daddy.”
Her new mother stepped close. “But Mary Rachel, why? It’s the trip of a lifetime. I promise you’ll adore Europe.”
“It’s just Mary now, please. No Rachel. That’s what Caleb calls me.”
His voice lowered to almost a whisper, he slipped some of the steel back on. “So. This is about that boy.”
“He’s a man, Daddy, and you know it. We love each other.”
“If he loves you, baby, then he’ll wait. It’s only seven months. He should be thrilled you have this opportunity to travel Europe.”
“Well, I’ve made my decision, and I’m not going.”
“We’ve booked your passage.”
“I know, and I’m sorry. I should have told you sooner, but I knew you wouldn’t be happy about my decision.” She looked off at the tree line, hating the disappointment in his eyes. But that was a coward’s way, so she faced him again. “Like I said, I thought I could. Anyway, let Bonnie take my place.”
From somewhere, her youngest sister burst into the middle. “Can I, Daddy? Please take me! I’ll be good. Mama, tell him how good I’ll be.” She turned those doe eyes on him. “Pleeeease.”

* * * * *

Six miles, north by northwest as the turkey vultures soar from Clarksville, Texas, the very reason Mary stayed home, rode his best mule as he skidded the black walnut saw log back to his cabin. Caleb looked behind. “Slow, girl, almost there.” 
He nudged the animal a bit further, the timber only feet from his makeshift hoist. Two more steps, then he eased Harley Sue to a stop. He hopped down then rubbed the old girl’s near ear. “You sure are a good mule.”
The distant rattle of trace chains turned him east, for a minute he stared, then she waved. “Well, look here what the cat drug in.”
He unhooked the skid and led Harley Sue to the barn’s corral; got back before Lanelle had the brake set on her wagon. “She go?”
He nodded. “You sure? Saw it with your own eyes?”
“Yep, he took the three younger girls, but not the princess.” She stood and threw him a smirk. “Help me down.”
“Sure.” He stepped toward her with his arms held out, she fell into them. He caught her then twirled her around as she wrapped hers around his neck. He set her feet to the ground then stepped back a bit. Business first. “Anyone see you turn on my road?”
“No, but what difference would it make? I’m only bringing supplies for my kin.”
“True, you get it all?”
“A pound of salt pork, two ounces of salt, and a pound of coffee, but you best get yourself to town. Old man Hobbs wants a word with you. Wasn’t too happy when I told him to put it on your bill ‘stead of Pappy’s.”
Caleb nodded toward his wagon. “I should have this lumber loaded by Saturday. I’ll see to him on my way to Jefferson.”
She shrugged then turned and moseyed toward the cabin. “That last batch any better?”
Heading the opposite direction to the well, he soon went to cranking; retrieved the jug, pulled the cork, and sipped a taste. When he didn’t follow, she looked around then trotted to him grinning. He extended his home brew. “You tell me.”
Always a sight to behold, she accepted the jug without an ounce of pretension. Licked her lips then took a short pull and wiped her mouth. “Boogers, Caleb.” She grinned then got herself a real drink. “Woo! I’d say that may be the best you’ve cooked yet.”
He took the jug back and sipped a few gulps more. Burned good all the way down. Replacing the cork, he nodded toward the cabin. “You got time?”

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Sunday, April 12, 2015


Here's a novel I am excited to release! It's full of new songs the Lord gifted to me, well, some of the lyrics at least, but I hope to have links for my YouTube channel where I can post videos with my songs so readers can hear them!Won;t that be fun?
                                                  Get it HERE!
SING A NEW SONG, book two of the Red River Romance series, is a stand alone contemporary, Christian, romance set in Northeast Texas. It's hero happens to be named after a great-great-great-great-grandfather of HEARTS STOLEN fame (Book Two of my historical Texas Romance series)!

In SING A NEW SONG, the untimely death of her father tears Mary Esther Robbins’ heart open and separates her from her grade school best friend, Samuel Levi Baylor. During their twenty years apart, she fulfills her life’s dream of penning new songs and singing God’s praise with a Christian band, while he tends his growing cattle herd and shares the Good News at every opportunity.
       The Lord brings her home then throws them back together when Samuel agrees to help Mary Esther move and remodel her childhood home. The two decades lost vanish, and their time together convinces both the other is their soul mate.
       But misunderstanding and fear keeps them from expressing their true love. Though jealousy rears its ugly head, can love and commitment hold the two together? And while they’re both committed to ministering the Gospel together, can they do it as husband and wife?

Here, let me give you an EXCERPT so you can taste and see for yourself! :)

       Mary Esther waved her key card then turned around and extended her hand. He took it and pulled her toward him, leaned in. The desire to close her eyes and surrender, let him kiss her, washed over her like a sweet summer rain. She should pull away, but instead, at the last heartbeat, turned her cheek instead.
       He smelled of summer pomegranates carried on ocean breezes, crisp and clean, though he’d been on the go with her all day. His lips brushed her burning skin. He kissed her then moved on to her ear. “I don’t want to leave. Can I come in?”
       She pushed him back and smiled. “No, you may not. But you can write me. I love long letters.”
       “How about I call instead? Where’s the band headed next?”
       He nodded then seemed to study her shoes a moment. When he looked back up, a troubled expression wrinkled his forehead. Staring into her eyes, he reached up and tapped the tip of her nose. “There’s something I need to tell you before you go.”
       “Okay. What is it?”
       “I’m, uh…” He grimaced, showing his perfect teeth clenched, then offered her a weak smile. “See? Uh, I’m married. Well, separated. I mean she’s gone, left me. No one’s –”
       “You’re married?”
       “Legally, yes—for now—and you’re beautiful.”
       She pushed him back hard. The urge to slap his face burned her hand as though she had, but a long time ago, she learned not to go around hitting guys. “Married? What was the last week all about, you jerk? Get away from me, Richard. Go home. I cannot believe you… You… You’re nothing but a…”
       The only words that came to mind weren’t worth speaking. She shook her head to make them go away. “Mercy, man, you’re an associate pastor. And you’d be an adulterer, too?”
       He recoiled, as though the reality of how he’d been acting the last week cut him just as the cock’s crows had cut Peter. A horror filled his eyes. He shook his head no and opened his mouth, but no words came out. He backed a step away then turned hurried down the hotel’s hall throwing a lame “Sorry, I…” over his shoulder.
       “Dear, Lord, my God. How could I have thought he might be the one I’ve been looking for, praying for?”
       Her heart pounded. The desire to run after him and slap some smarts into him faded. He turned the corner; she pushed her door open, stepped inside, then hugged it resting her forehead on its edge. It hit her. If that guy wasn’t the one, maybe there wasn’t a man out there for her.
       It seemed no one ever saw the real her. Either they loved her voice, her songs, or the way she sang, maybe the way she looked or walked or blah blah blah.
She shut the door and flung herself across the bed. It wasn’t fair. Tears welled and overflowed wetting the white duvet.
       She grabbed the towel she’d wrapped her wet hair in that morning and pulled it under her face. Wouldn’t do to get mascara all over the cover. The tears kept coming with no end in sight.
       The enormity of what she’d been thinking. That such an idiot could have been husband material! How could she? Didn’t she have any discernment at all? Was she so caught up in romance and concerned she’d never find Mister Right that she lost sight of character? Hadn’t she prayed? She searched her memory, but it didn’t register her asking God if Richard was the one.
       Married, indeed!
       She screamed into the towel, bawling like an idiot. Why, why, why couldn’t she see it? She flipped to her back and stared suddenly silent at the ceiling. The stillness rang in her ears. Her breath caught. She swallowed. Then it hit her, she wasn’t in love with the man. She barely knew him. The inference she’d never know love broke her heart. That caused all the tears.
       But didn’t God promise the desires of her heart? She loved the idea of love, of belonging to one man, sharing his life… children. If that was not to be, what had she saved herself for? Wait a minute. That wasn’t the Lord. She saved herself in obedience to God. If she never found a man, if God never sent a Mister Right into her life, she would still remain chaste.
       For Him, no one else, the least she could do after what He did for her. Besides His sweet salvation, He’d given her music, new songs, and a decent voice. As long as she could offer praise and worship, extol His Holy name, as long as He invited her into His throne room… Sleep finally found her, and then she was twelve again.
       She stared at his casket, hated that they kept it closed, but understood the decision. Mama explained that he’d been mangled so badly. She wiped her cheeks. Praise God, at least he was in Heaven. “Someday, Daddy, we’ll all be together again.”
       A hand slipped over hers. She looked down, studied the stubby fingers intertwining with her own, then followed the arm up to Samuel Baylor’s face.

And here's what others are saying (REVIEW):

       Sing A New Song is a delightful breath of Christian air. McAdoo writes in such an eloquent way bringing her audience always nearer to God. She opens her readers’ minds to fresh ways of viewing Christian life and all it has to offer.
       The characters are lovable and react to one another in humorous ways. The romantic tale is just as lovely as always demonstrating Christian virtues we all be best to remember. The story was illuminating in how it shares the Gospel in such a beautiful way.
       The words from Samuel’s sermons as well as the gorgeous lyrics of Mary Esther’s songs fill our hearts with new found worship for Our Lord. Truly an inspiring tale. It is Christian fiction in its best; recounting a romantic love story while bringing its readers closer to God. A treasure for sure.
          -- Christine Barber, Canadian author of BROKEN TO PIECES

So if you aren't a regular here, let me share a little about myself. I'm so thrilled to be a Christian author and excited over writing three series at this time: my historical Christian ‘Texas Romances’; the contemporary ‘Red River Romances’; and ‘The Generations’, my Biblical fiction.
       Glad no one makes me choose between writing and singing, I love sharing the new songs the Lord gives me. And I enjoy painting, though I'm no Judy Downs Levine! (She's the amazingly gifted artist who paints the covers for The Generations series! You owe it to yourself to go see her work, and she has prints for sale!)
       In 2008, my high school sweetheart-husband Ron and I moved from the DFW area—home for fifty-five years—to the woods of Red River County. I birthed four children and now have fifteen grandsugars who I count life’s biggest blessings. All good things come from God. Praying my story gives God glory, I hopes each one will also minister His love, mercy, and grace to its readers. We live with two grandsons, five dogs, and a varying number of barn cats in Clarksville, the county seat, in the far northeast corner of the Lone Star State.

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