Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Darkness His Covering

"He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him--the dark rain clouds around him--the dark rain clouds of the sky. Out of the brightness of his presence clouds advanced, with hailstones and bolts of lightening." Psalm 18:11-12


photo credit: Charles Wolf
Darkness His covering. Psalm 18:1-12 is poetic and beautiful--I wish someone would paint them. I would gaze at a painting of this for a long time. Or someone should compose a musical piece for an orchestra. Imagine the first verses are soft and beautiful--perhaps there is a light, happy tempo. Then comes tragic, scary music...heavy drum beats. Then comes a frantic small call for help...perhaps a lone woodwind instrument, like a clarinet. Next comes strong music that wells up...God is angry. The enemy is messing with His child. God comes in heavy music and symbols clash like the bolts of lightening in verse twelve.

It's a beautiful picture. As I read it from the omniscient perspective, I am amazed at God's love for each child of His. See how He moves to save His precious ones!? But I have been that child crying for help. The child surrounded by evil does not see from a broad perspective. That child cannot see beyond the darkness. And when that child calls for help and only sees more darkness and an approaching storm, that child might be tempted to lose hope. I've been there.

"He made darkness His covering." Why does God make darkness His covering? He is Light itself. The Bible tells us that we won't need a sun in heaven because God Himself will be our light. Why, then, does He come to come to save with darkness as His canopy?

I don't know why He does it. I could speculate things like: if He came in His full glory, the earth would burn up and we would all die. Or perhaps those dark rain clouds cover Him from the enemy until He has fully approached to defend us.

I suppose it's not for the child to understand why the Father does the things He does. But it takes faith for the child to trust his God--trust that his God is in the darkness, the clouds, the rain, the lightening, and the hail.

"Out of the brightness of His presence clouds advanced."

photo credit: Charles Wolf
How do clouds advance out of brightness? I don't know how this works...but it is a reality that I need to learn and trust. The clouds that cover Him advance out of His brightness. A brightness that cannot be described. It cannot be contained. He is a good God. Behind the darkness is His goodness. The King of the universe coming to save me when I call...


Monday, June 27, 2016

Guess What I Found!

Graduation...check. Summer camp...check. Now to pack and get ready to head to Texas for six months. I decided to spend a few minutes updating books I've read on my Goodreads Profile and guess what I found!

Do you know?

Ok, I'll tell you.

I found THIS! A page for my upcoming sequel to Side By Side. It is called Door to Freedom and, according to Goodreads, will be released in February, 2017! I better start writing it. Just kidding. I've written it, but I am doing final polishing on it and appreciate prayers for that!

I think it's basically a place-holder because at the moment there is no cover displayed (pssst! It's a pretty cool looking cover and I can't wait to share it with you...but it's not quite fully finished) and also the description has a few issues, like stopping in mid-...

So...a little work left to do on it, but the other exciting news is that I am expecting an offer in the mail for a contract for Book 3 which will wrap up the series. I am so excited about this as well, because Book 3 is going to be fun to write.

Want to find out news about upcoming writing without having to come to this blog to check? You can sign up for my newsletter here.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Muddled Thoughts

Somehow blogging was easier when no one was reading it :) And I suppose that may be the case now, since so much time has passed since my last post. But I know I need to keep this thing going. It's just that...I'm not so sure I want to share some stuff that I think about. What if you don't like it? What if you think I am way out of line?

But the other day I shared an idea with my son and he practically made me promise to write it down and post it. I say he practically did...I still haven't done it yet, but that's not to mean I won't. I got to work up to it.

I've taken a small break from writing just about anything. Why? Life is a little crazy at the moment. A couple of years ago I'd look at the parents of high school seniors and wonder what the fuss was all about. What did they mean that having a senior made life crazy at the end of the year?

Now I have a senior. And life is crazy. Now I get it.

I'm working on a Tshirt quilt for him. Memories displayed in Tshirts all the way from middle school days. Yes, I kept them and carted them around through three moves to three different islands. It is coming along well and I am already eyeing the Tshirts of my younger sons. They come downstairs after changing out of their school uniforms and I look at them and think, "Oh, that will be great on their senior quilt!"

I've got to clear my desk off though, so I can put my sewing machine on it to sew it all together. I remember that there was once a desk...I'm hoping it's still there, under all the junk that I piled on it just days after cleaning it off and telling myself "this looks so great, I'll never junk up my desk again." This time, if I find my desk, I'll keep it clean. I promise.

And speaking of promises, I need to write that post my son told me I should write.

But first things first. I gotta finish his quilt.

Having a senior in the house is crazy at the end of the school year.

Monday, December 14, 2015

God's Christmas To Do List

It's Christmas season and people are shopping and planning and bustling about. I got to thinking about the very first Christmas and all that God did to make it the amazing day that it was. He had quite a TO DO list y'all. Here is what I found:

GOD'S TO DO LIST

            WHEN                                    WHAT

            42 generations before              Begin lineage: 3 groups of 14
Isaiah 7:14                               Have Isaiah  prophecy virgin birth and the name Immanuel
Micah 5:2                                Have Micah prophecy Messiah’s birth in Betlehem.
Hosea 11:1                              Have Hosea prophecy Jesus going to Egypt
Jeremiah 31:15                        Have Jeremiah prophecy the deaths of many young boys (because of Herod’s greed)
Long ago                                (Matt. 2:23) Have someone prophecy “He will be called a Nazarene”
Years Before                           Make sure Zechariah and Elizabeth have no children
Year or more before                (Luke1:8-11) Make Zechariah be chosen by lot to go into the temple then send Gabriel to speak to him and foretell the birth of John, who will prepare the way for Jesus.
In Elizabeth’s 6th month          Send Gabriel to tell Mary what will happen
6 months before                      Send angel to tell Joseph what will happen
Several months before            Have a star appear, visible in the East. Prompt men there to see it and instill in them a desire to follow it
“In those days”                       Have Caesar Augustus decide to take a census of the entire Roman World
Just before birth                      Luke 2:4,5 Have Mary and Joseph go to Bethlehem
A few days before                  Make sure all inns in Bethlehem are full.
The day of                               Make sure there are not too many animals in the stable.
The day of                               Help Mary safely give birth
The night of                            Send the angel choir to the skies outside of Bethlehem to sing for shepherds.
After that                                Matt. 2:9 Have the star guide Wisemen from East to the exact spot
After the visit                          Matt 2:12 Warn the Wisemen in a dream to go home a different route than before.
When they are gone                Send an angel to tell Joseph to escape to Egypt.
After Herod dies                     Send an angel to tell Joseph to return
After Joseph hears about
Archelaus being king              Send angel to tell Joseph to go to Nazareth

Maybe you can find more in Scripture. If you do, write it in the comments so I can add it to the list!

Friday, October 30, 2015

To The Lady in the Pink Hat

We saw you at the edge of the water as we finished dinner at a seaside cafe.
A lady in a pink hat.
How could we miss it? 
You were covered in black from head to toe. 
You looked like the other covered ladies walking by.
But your pink hat caught our attention. 
A big floppy pink hat. 
With it you said,
"I am here! I am beautiful!"

And I know you are.
Not because I can see past the  black cloth that engulfs even your face.
But because I know your Creator.
And He makes all things beautiful.

We joined you at the edge of the water, after we finished dinner at the seaside cafe.
A lady in a pink hat.
"We love your hat!"
You were covered in black from head to toe.
You looked like the other covered ladies walking by.
But your eyes shone like sapphires.
Under the floppy hat.
Your husband said,
"She is too beautiful for others to see."

We chat for a few minutes.
It's tricky because of the black cloth that engulfs even your face.
But I know your Creator.
And I'm asking Him to make all things beautiful.

You won't be standing there on the beach the next time I'm at the seaside cafe.
Lady in the pink hat.
You'll be back home.
You'll be covered in black from head to toe.
Surrounded by covered ladies walking by.
But God has set eternity in your heart.
So I will pray for you.
The Lady in the Pink Hat.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Touch

In your village today, I held your baby. He is so tiny, so perfect.
I glance around the crazy home he has been born into.
It’s not just the dirty floor we sit on, or the man smoking in the corner.
It’s not just the smell of too many bodies living in one place.
It’s the spiritual darkness that permeates this dim room.
It’s the despair in the grandmother’s eye.
But you don’t seem worried like me. This is all you know.
Your baby: everyone is afraid to touch him. He’s so tiny they might hurt him.
I’m not afraid. I know he won’t break. Not from a gentle touch.
A gentle touch.
People don’t touch very much around here do they?
The first time we met, I was surprised. I shook hands with your mother, but no one else.
And now, as I cuddle the tiniest little baby in my arms, I try to remember.
Do you touch at all?
I have seen people slap…a lot. Parents slapping children. Children slapping each other.
In fact, come to think of it, I myself have been slapped in the face by one of the kids!
Jesus used touch.
When Jesus touched, He healed the broken. When Jesus touched, He blessed the children.
You are broken. How can I show you that Jesus heals?
You have children. How can I bless your children with Jesus' love?
You’ve never felt a loving touch. You’ve never felt His healing touch.
Will you let me get close? Will you let me pat your shoulder, hug you, hold your hand?
It’s a risk for me too you know. The last time you came close, you tried to steal from my purse.
The last time I leaned in close, I think I got lice.
But I am here to share the love of Jesus. And Jesus touched people.
So I will hold your baby, I will hold your hand.
And if need be, take another slap on the face.
Jesus offers you healing and blessing.
It’s a gentle touch.
Will you accept it?

Thursday, May 7, 2015

In Case You Missed It

Here are a few BLOG TOUR bits in case you missed it:

The SIDE BY SIDE giveaway is almost over, but you can still sign up HERE. The winners will be announced here on May 12.

CLICK HERE to listen to my playlist on Spotify. The five songs included are related to SIDE BY SIDE. I like Leali and Salib Fuadi because they are Sudanese and I love the very Sudanese Arabic sound. Takes me back to Khartoum! Halleluia is in Arabic but not Sudanese so the accent is different. The liturgical sound reminds me of the more traditional churches in the Middle East. I chose the final medley for the song "He Knows My Name" because it reminds me that God knows and loves the Halimahs of the world.

You can see pictures of my writing area where I did a lot of editing for SIDE BY SIDE RIGHT HERE.

Sunday Refreshments is a blog of devotions written by various authors. You can see mine by CLICKING HERE.

And here is a blog post for "The Books Authors Read" HERE.

And don't forget to check out the pictures on PINTEREST. It's like my virtual photo album that goes with the story.

See you on May 12!



Monday, May 4, 2015

A Thousand Words

I love to write.

But I think the saying is true:

A picture is worth a thousand words

It would take me at least that many to capture what some artists and photographers can capture in a picture.

Last weekend I purchased some amazing photos from a talented photographer and I can hardly wait to have them printed and framed.




The hardest part about the purchase was picking which ones I wanted the most. You can check out more photos by this photographer on his Facebook Page Josh Wells Photography.


Isn't it amazing how the Lord gives each of us characteristics and talents that are unique and are obviously from Him? They aren't always what we thought they would be but if we take the time to ask Him, the Lord will show us how to use our gifts for His Glory.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

I Figured It Out! (sort of)

So, I figure out some stuff about a Blog Tour! And it's not even over yet, that's how skilled I am :)

I got some links for you...

  • You can enter to win a FREE copy of Side by Side! Even if you already have one, you might as well get a free one so you can give it as a gift to a reading buddy :) To do that, you can CLICK HERE.
  • Here is "The story behind the story" about the novel. You know, why I wrote it and that sort of stuff. If you are interested in that you can CLICK HERE.
  • If you want to check out the blogs on the BLOG TOUR you might find some interesting bloggers to follow. To do that, you can CLICK HERE and then click on the "Reviews" bar under the book info and the bloggers will drop down. You can see their blogs and the posts about SIDE BY SIDE by clicking on their links. More will appear over the coming days, so keep checking!
  • Also, you can check out my garden and writing space at Novel Garden. Just CLICK HERE. I am the featured author at the moment, but you can still see my pictures after the feature by CLICKING HERE.
  • And finally, here's a cool graphic with a quote from the book. You can see this and more fun stuff about SIDE BY SIDE on Pinterest by CLICKING HERE.



Tuesday, April 28, 2015

BLOG TOUR!

What's a blog tour?

...

No, it's not a question I'm answering here. I'm asking YOU!

Seriously, what's a blog tour? I am SO walking through this whole publishing thing blindly. Wow.

My answer is: a Blog Tour is something I'm doing from TODAY through MAY 10. Perhaps on May 11 I will post an answer and tell you what a blog tour is. Until then, I'm stumbling and Googling my way through.

For starters though, and you better hurry up and get your name in on this one...you can WIN a free copy of SIDE BY SIDE! As my husband says when I'm trying to find a good deal on something, "Cheap is good, but free is better". That's why I found myself crocheting a rug out of old bed sheets. Yes, really. I don't have time to go into that right now because I'm on blog tour. Remind me to post about it later.

Anyway, ENTER NOW!!! CLICK RIGHT HERE.

If you are a Kindle or Nook kinda person, no worries, you can buy an ebook version. You'll get a head start on the folks who are waiting to see if they win :)

Winners will be announced on May 11.




Sunday, March 22, 2015

A Little or a Latte

Twenty years ago I wrote our first Kelley Khronicle! It was printed on paper. Copied in a photocopier. Stuffed in envelopes. Mailed (the kind that uses a post office and a real postman) to all recipients. Kris and I had been married less than two years and we were headed to a small four-year-old country in East Africa called Eritrea.

I wonder how many folks who received that very first Kelley Khronicle back in March 1995 are still getting our news today?

An awful lot has happened since then.

We've studied three languages (and two different scripts). We've lived in six different countries. We've had three children. We've been loved and prayed for by so many people. We've mostly-faithfully kept up with writing Kelley Khronicles during all this time.

And we still do send out the Khronicle in email form.

Which means that maybe now, maybe on this 20 year anniversary of The Kelley Khronicle...it's time to get a new name for the blog.

So in the coming days I'll be switching the blog name to "A Little or a Latte". That describes both me and this blog on a number of levels. Our family newsletter will stay the same. My author updates will stay the same. The author page JanaKelley.com will stay the same. And actually, the address for this blog will stay the same. You can still access it in whatever way you normally do. You'll just see a different title when you get here.

See you then!


Thursday, March 12, 2015

It Arrived in the Mail!

Look what has arrived! It's a real-deal book y'all! Sadly, I have not seen it yet. The woes of living overseas. But my family has seen it and I'm pretty sure they are telling me the truth :) These are my advanced copies. I asked my mother-in-law to send me two copies and it cost a whopping $18 in postage so those books better get here because good grief. I can't afford to pay the postage for my own book!

Today I got on Amazon and noticed the book is no longer labeled as "pre-order", but the kindle version is. What? So, perhaps if you order it now they will actually send it to you now!! How cool would that be? Except, so much for a grand "Book Release Day" because apparently it has already released. Oh well.

So, in honor of all of us totally missing release day...whenever that was, you can apparently order it now. And I'd BE SO PUMPED if you would get on Amazon and put a review on there. That would be great!

Now, another exciting thing was that last night I met via Skype with someone from the publisher to record an interview for an upcoming podcast. Wow, that's a first for me. They wanted audio AND video. Yikes. That's unfortunate because I don't like my hair. But it's supposed to be about the book anyway so I decided to get over it and agree to the interview.

Besides the issue of my hair, there was the issue of where to set up my computer. Not in my "office" because it is more of a "crawl space" behind a giant wardrobe. And it's very messy. Not the living room because of three students doing homework and a dog that would want to sit in my lap and I don't want to be a crazy old dog-lady. Well, Kris is gone, so I took over his office.

Next problem. His office.

How to make a man's office look like a cozy living room...amazingly, I sort of did it! Look at this!
Can't you sort of think that I am sitting in a cozy living room or at least in a very cool looking office. I mean, awesome wall-hangings, a fresh ivy, family picture, cool looking lamp. "Welcome to my livingroom, all five people listening to this podcast!"

Look, I even brushed my hair and put lipstick on! I had to hunt for lipstick because seriously, who wears lipstick over here? I was once told (in a very Southern drawl) that "A Southern girl ALWAYS wears her lipstick for a picture..." (awkward pause) "you do have lipstick don't you?" To which I replied, "Does chapstick count?"

So I hunted down and actually found...well, it was more of a tinted chapstick, but pretty darn close to lipstick. I slathered it on my lips and immediately got grossed out and wiped off half of it with a kleenex. At any rate, this is what I looked like for the interview. Cozy, professional. Well, at least decent.

But to appreciate the efforts I went through, you need to see the full picture. This is what it actually looked like in there:

Yea, note the golf clubs shoved over to the left, papers barely out of camera shot. My soccer shorts go nicely with my fancy top, right? Don't you wear soccer shorts and flipflops when you are being interviewed? Hey, don't judge. If you had to do it at nine o'clock at night, you might have done that too. 

I also had to instruct my kids not to play their loud music or talk loud, puleeeeeeez, for half an hour. And I had to steal the dog's new squeeky toy that she carries in her mouth at all times and when she sleeps, she lays on top of it so no one will steal it. So she was distraught for half an hour last night. I shut the office door and could still hear her sniffing through the crack between the door and the tile floor.

Well, thankfully, the internet across 10,000 miles apparently makes the video a tad scratchy, so maybe the scene will look like a cozy living room and my hair will look awesome. I plan to post the link here whenever they put it up. They said it would be closer to the release day. 

Which brings me back to Amazon, who says they can now send it...and today it says only 2 left in stock, more on the way? What? 

Is this part of being a new author? Being in a perpetual state of confusion? At least I'm enjoying the ride!

I hope you'll get a chance to read Side By Side and will spread the word!

P.S. Oh, and I created a hashtag which is hilarious seeing as how I don't really know what to do with it. But those of you who do and want to help me spread the word, you can use #SideBySideNovel.

Monday, March 2, 2015

Book Tour

No silly! I'm not going on a book tour. That's for writers who know what they're doing. I am giving a tour of the books in my life. We used to read a lot when I was a kid. We'd all gather in the living room at night and Dad would read to us. We lived in the boonies, y'all, and didn't have anything else to do at night. I'm glad we did it. I learned to love books.

If I have a lot of time on my hands-which is absolutely never, but I feel like at some point I did because I have this faint memory of it-I will enjoy all sorts of books. Nowadays my time is short. I want the book to be really excellent if I'm gonna spend my time reading it. The problem is, I haven't figured out the formula for what I consider awesome, so I can never figure out what book to start reading. I end up spending my reading time perusing Amazon or Goodreads trying to figure out what would be worth the short time I have to read it.

I want to know about the author. So then I start looking up their websites and making decisions based on the author as well. As if I need one more stipulation to add to what book I should choose. That's why recommendations from people I know are also biggies for me. If someone else-that I know y'all, not just a random person-read it and liked it, maybe I will too.

I like to learn something. I actually don't really want to read a story just for the sake of a good story. I want to read to the last page, close the book, and feel like I've learned something about history, a country, a group of people, or something.

As a child I loved the Betsy, Tacy & Tib books. I thought they were so cool and loved how much time they spent together. And what cool names y'all! I wanted to rename my best friend Tassy. Or Tib! Who wouldn't want a best friend named Tib? My best friend was named Susan and she only spoke Indonesian. But she lived two doors down from me and she didn't think I was too weird, even if I was the only white girl in the whole little Asian town I was raised in. So, you don't think I'm weird? Best friends we are!

As I got older I loved CS Lewis' space trilogy and The Screwtape Letters. I remember scenes from those books to this day. They helped me to better understand my Christian walk by giving me a creative way to look at life. And also it was very cool to love CS Lewis. Very grown up. Like drinking coffee. Which I started doing at summer camp because all the returning college kids drank coffee and that was very grown up. Like reading CS Lewis.


In high school I had to read I Loved a Girl and I Married You by Walter Trobisch and found them to be very interesting. Probably some of my first non-fiction reading began then. I was taking a Marriage class. In high school. Strange right? Looking back on it that does seem strange. But whatever. It was a good class and I learned a lot about relationships from those books.

College was way too busy. Good grief who reads books for fun in college? It's reading for class and then hanging out with college buddies. College was a four year hiatus from reading for fun. I did read some famous stuff, during the short period of time that I considered English Literature as my minor. Then I had to read Edgar Allen Poe and some other creepy authors.

And worse than that, we had to discuss the deeper meaning of every piece. Really? What if the author just wanted to write about a big tall oak tree and it had nothing to do with her deeper need for acceptance that she never got from her mother? What if a tree is just a tree because the author looked out her window and saw a tree and wanted to put it in her story? So I quickly learned that I had nothing to contribute to discussions in class.

Also my main professor was a little creepy himself. He drove an old station wagon with fuzzy dice hanging in the front windshield. He gave me a necklace with a gold heart for my birthday and also asked me what I would say if he asked me out. I told him I would say no and I promptly switched my minor to Psychology.

I didn't read again until our second year of marriage and that was when we lived in Africa. We were the only foreigners in a town in the middle of nowhere. OK, there were two Peace Corps girls, but they were our polar opposites so we didn't really cross paths. Our first year there, we didn't speak the language and no one spoke much English. So I read about two million books. Or maybe around 50. I think I averaged a book a week. To which I say to my previous self - Good grief Jana, get out and meet the people already.

But somehow God blessed us anyway and we did eventually pick up the language and start making friends. My favorite book from all the many books I read while there was Out of Africa. Perhaps I remember that book in particular because I was able to travel to Kenya and actually see the house and some of the area where Karen Blixen lived.



Nowadays I read a little here and there. I think it's good to have a book or two in process. I like to have one "serious" book and one fiction book. I guess I like travel books and suspense type books the most. The verdict is still out on suspense. I like suspense movies, does that count?

I don't like to commit to a long series, but I do like:

The Zion Covenant Books by Bodie and BrockThoene (now that's how I like to learn history)
Mrs. Pollifax books by Dorothy Gilman (I like the different locations, and also Mrs. Pollifax cracks me up)
The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith (although I petered out after awhile, that series is too long)

Some of my favorite fiction books are:

Nights of Rain and Stars (I think that's an awkward name for a book) by Maeve Binchey
The Book Thief (thanks for the recommendation Twyla C!)
Safely Home by Randy Alcorn
The Help by Kathryn Stockett
The Christmas Train by David Baldacci
Invisible by Lorena McCourtney
Monday Morning Faith by Lori Copeland
Married to a Bedouin by Marguerite van Geldermalsen (not fiction but a favorite)
Diplomatic Baggage by Brigid Keenan
Stepping Heavenward by Elizabeth Prentiss
The Last Sin Eater by Francine Rivers

What do you like to read?

Monday, February 16, 2015

10 Blog Posts I'll Never Write

There are some blog posts that I'll never write. I may think them in my head, or jot them in a journal, but I'll never post them on the internet.

You see, there is a trend of posting "10 Things to Never Say to..." Insert whatever category you can think of and I can almost guarantee that you'll find a blog post that states 10 things to never say to that sort of person.

It's not that I couldn't write a post like that. Heck, I could come up with a lot of posts about things never to say:

10 Things to Never Say to an MK...
10 Things to Never Say to someone who struggled with an eating disorder...
10 Things to Never Say to a cross-cultural worker...
10 Things to Never Say to someone who has lost a loved one...
10 Things to Never Say to a mother of three boys...
10 Things to Never Say to the wife of a minister...
10 Things to Never Say to the wife of a leader...
10 Things to Never Say to a skinny person...
10 Things to Never Say to the mother of a child in boarding school...
10 Things to Never Say to a home-school mom...

I could write those blogs and many more. The reader would learn a lot about people who deal with one of those situations. They would learn what is best NOT to say and might even feel a twinge of guilt upon realizing that they, in fact, have made one or more of those comments without realizing it was offensive.

If I write the blogs with the titles above, I will have given you 100 things NOT to say to me. If I were you, I'd be nervous to talk to me!

Instead of asking other people to adjust so that my feelings aren't hurt, how about I give a little grace instead?

Honestly, I've read many "10 Things Never To Say" blogs and by the end, I'm afraid to say anything to anyone with any sort of life-experience! But it's a lose-lose because I also know (probably from reading one of those blogs), that not saying ANYTHING is a bad thing too.

Well good grief, what's a person to do?

I suggest that there is a better way to inform readers in a way that empowers instead of embarrasses. How about:

10 Things the Mom of an MK feels
10 Ways to encourage a Mom who is sending her child to college
10 Fears of a Pinterest Addict (Just kidding. I think that might be a funny post though)

Instead of insisting that others change to make us feel more comfortable, I think it's a great idea to aim for informing through grace instead of shame.

What do you think?

Saturday, February 14, 2015

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

I am not a romance writer, but just for fun, I do have a Valentine Freebie for you: the world's shortest romance story!

It's called PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORIES.

I'll send it to anyone who does one of the following and emails me to let me know (JanaRKelley@gmail.com):

1. LIKES my author Facebook page (JanaKelleyAuthor)

2. FOLLOWS this blog (Click "Join this site" button in the right margin)

3. SUBSCRIBES to my author newsletter (for updates on freebies, books or articles I'm writing etc.) You can do that by typing your email into the box in the right margin that says "Subscribe to Jana's Mailing List")

Already did all of those? Then get a friend to do one of them and I'll send the story to both of you! (Don't forget to email me and let me know.)

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY Y'ALL!

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Read a Free Excerpt of Side By Side!

The countdown is on for the April release of Side By Side! You can pre-order it now. But you can also read the first three chapters NOW for FREE!

Just click here:

SIDE BY SIDE

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The Good News and The Bad News


Enjoying a beach on the island.
The good news is: I get to live on this beautiful island.
The bad news is: I have to get a visa to do it. Not the plastic card to go shopping with. The boring paperwork kind.

The good news is: I can get one that lasts one year!
The bad news is: my year is up...time to apply again.

The good news is: I know how to do it since I did it last year.
The bad news is: some of the rules have changed.

The good news is: I get all the passports and forms and documents together and I'm ready to go to immigration.
The bad news is: It takes all morning to drive to the mainland, sit at immigration, and wait for my turn to turn in my paperwork.

The good news is: I get to see/meet all sorts of interesting people in the waiting room. Saudis, Sikhs, monks, Indian, Asian, European, children, couples, families.
The bad news is: I have to wait for an hour for my turn and the whole time I have to go to the bathroom.

The good news is: once I turn in my paperwork, I'm done until next week when I come pick up the passports, AND, I know there's a bathroom downstairs.
The bad news is: The one western style toilet has a hose in it. I'm not going to pee on the hose and I'm not about to touch it to take it out just in case someone else DID.

The good news is: There are two Turkish toilets (otherwise known as squatty potties) so I can use one of them.
The bad news is: There is water all over the floor and I have long pants on and am carrying a purse and a large plastic expandable file.

The good news is: I can somehow manage to do my business in a wet bathroom with no shelves and when I slip I don't fall or do the splits...not entirely anyways.
The bad news is: I almost did and I pulled muscles in my leg while trying to save myself.

But the GOOD news is: my kids should get their visas in a week.
The bad news is: my visa will expire in the meantime.

The good news is: They will let me apply for an extension when I go next time.
The bad news is: there are three more next times because I'll have to do this all over again three more times before the process is complete.

The good news is: when it IS complete, I'll get to live on this beautiful island!



Tuesday, January 20, 2015

When Horizontal is Vertical

You know the story. There are two brothers.

The older one works hard. He's strong, he's tan, he probably wore the world's first overalls. Cain, the successful farmer. He's a man's man y'all.

The younger son sits around a lot. Sure he walks a bit, and flicks a stick around. He sits in the shade. He plays the world's first harp because it's boring to sit in the shade all day. He's Abel the able shepherd.

One day Cain decides to give God an offering. I mean, since God created all of his harvest anyway, why not give Him some of it. Abel decides to do the same thing.

Both of these guys give God an offering but only one of them is accepted. Do you remember who?

Abel's offering is accepted and Big Brother Cain's is not. That really chaps Cain's hide. This is not ok with Cain.

God speaks to Cain. God warns Cain that his heart is not right. God even gives Cain a pep talk. Cain does not listen.

Cain let's his own personal problem with God rupture his relationship with Abel. He must have become obsessed by his anger toward Abel. Finally, Cain actually kills Abel, his only brother.

God punished Cain for the murder of his brother. The story in Genesis 4 documents Cain's response, which borders on the absurd. He says that his punishment (for MURDER mind you) is too much for him to bear. I am amazed at God's patience with Cain.

When I read the story of Cain and Abel, this is what strikes me: our broken relationships with others often are the result of our strained relationship with God.

When we hit a rough spot in a friendship, are we quick to inspect our own hearts and our own relationship with God? Or are we quick to blame or compare or get angry?

This week I am thinking a lot about this. When my horizontal relationships (with friends and family) are suffering, it is mostly likely because my vertical relationship (with God) needs some attention.

What do you think?

Monday, January 12, 2015

Are You Special or Not?

I drank a cup of coffee too late in the evening and now here I am, thirty minutes past my usual "bedtime" and I'm deciding to blog.

The neighbor (who shares a wall with our house) has a dog who recently gave birth to eight babies. Eight. Babies. Eight baby mutts. Eight squawky baby mutts.

I don't know if it's the caffeine or the squawky baby mutts that are giving me a headache...

This morning I went to the market and bought fresh veggies. A lot of them. So I spent a lot of time in the kitchen washing and cutting veggies. I listened to NPR on my ipad while doing so. It's nice to hear something that sounds like American news...well, I mean it is American news...so that explains that.

The program was some man talking about his job exploring the universe and how he was looking for life in outer space that must surely be trying to contact us. For real, this was a serious program.

He said something that stuck with me all day. When asked if he thought there was life in outer space, he said something like this:

If earth is the only planet with life on it, then that would have to mean it was a miracle. We would have to assume that we are special. But it's easier to believe that we are not special.

Wow. Well, I agree that it would have to be a miracle. Because in fact, it IS a miracle! God creating something out of nothing is a miracle. We are a miracle! And even if that man thinks it's easier to believe he is not special, that fact remains that he IS special.

I don't know if there are life forms in outer space. Honestly, I don't care. It doesn't negate the fact that God created the world, that He breathed life into our bodies and planted souls in our being. God wants a relationship with us...so much so that He made a plan to redeem us: to buy us back when we fell away.

We are special because we are God's.

And yes, it is a miracle.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

FGM = Love?

Female circumcision is radical and unimaginable to most of my friends in the West. To most of my friends in North Africa, it is a normal part of life. Today I read an interesting article (FGM - An Act of Love) that sheds light on the thinking of those who circumcise their daughters.

I've written about FGM/C (Female Genital Mutilation/Cutting) in my upcoming novel Side By Side. The experiences in the book come from the true stories of young women who have undergone this practice.

As women, we should know at least a little about what more than 125 million women and girls in our world today are going through. You can read more about what FGM/C is here (this is just a fact sheet, there are no graphics, although the facts are heart-wrenching all on their own.)

It would be easy to become overwhelmed by the traumatic stories of women who have undergone FGM/C. It would be easy to become angry at those who perpetuate the practice. But I propose that the more one learns about a culture, the more difficult it is to find a black and white answer.

As mentioned in the article, "Whether we like it or not, female genital cutting is an act of love." I'm not saying that I agree that this is a healthy train of thought, I'm just saying it's worth the time to stop. Stop. Take a breath. And remember that not everyone thinks like we do.

I sat in a room in North Africa, the only white woman in a sea of dark-skinned villagers. We were attending a government-sponsored program designed to put a stop to FGM/C and tribal scarring. Most of my friends had undergone both.

The women squeeled and hid their faces when the program leaders showed us a film of a three-year-old girl being circumcised and scarred. It was gruesome and heart-breaking. But I knew that my friends who were moms would still go home and schedule an appointment for their daughters to be circumcised.

As a Westerner, I'd say it's fairly easy to form a strong opinion about FGM/C. It's well-documented as a harmful practice. I'm grateful for organizations (both local and international) that work diligently to educate and inform regarding FGM/C. It is hard for me to understand why this practice continues.

But let's bring it closer to home...

What practices do we have in our own cultures that are unhealthy or harmful, but that we guard carefully because to change it would be to go against a deeply embedded cultural norm? Perhaps you can't think of anything as huge or problematic as FGM/C, but I believe we still have unhealthy cultural norms that we do just...because. Because "that's how it's always been done," and because, "that's how everyone does it."

Some women in communities that have practiced FGM/C for centuries are taking a stand. Are you brave enough to take a stand against the unhealthy norms in your own culture? Am I?

It's worth some thought.