Sunday, January 25, 2015

Sunday Photographs

Here it is January 25th and last night it dipped down to 40 degrees. Too cold! Despite the sudden change, spring is pushing at the canvas. Ours peaks around March 1st. I've seen hints of flowers and insect activity in the garden.

Here's two from mine - a wild violet and a monarch caterpillar feeding on milkweed.


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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Stay For A While

And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head. (Matthew 8:20)


When I was learning to drive, my mom would say if I drove too fast I'd leave my angels behind. From a spiritual standpoint, I don't know if that's true or not, but it came to me when thinking about the above Scripture.

How many times do we outpace God? He wants to sit with us and commune but we're too busy to give Him enough time to lay down His head.


And there I will meet with thee, and I will commune with thee from above the mercy seat. (Ex 25:22)

That's His desire. We were created for fellowship. (1Jn 1:3) But talking to someone while they run away is fruitless. They're listening to the sound of their breathing, their pulse in their ears, their footsteps pounding the pavement, not what's being said. Eventually, the speaker becomes tired of trying to keep up.

Slowing down so God has a place to lay His head, is our responsibility. It won't happen until we make the choice to do it! We can continue to run ten steps ahead, or we can stop and stay for a while, clear our mind of the turmoil of our day, and listen.




I'd hate to think I'm cooking supper, washing the dog, writing a book ... while there in front of me stands my Savior wishing I'd sit down for a moment and just ... be.

Think of what I might miss - an instruction, a moment of prayer on behalf of a friend, or maybe He simply wants to say, "I love you." Those three words might change everything, give me hope and faith, strength, perhaps another dose of patience.

All because I was listening.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Sunday Photographs

This is the time of year when I love afternoons ... 72 degrees, sunny, cloud free ... but shiver at night. Okay, so you people up north are laughing at me being cold, but I've been told our cold is more penetrating due to the humidity. Then again, what does a Florida girl know?

Three pictures this week from round about the house. I'm not sure the orange is ripe yet. I look forward to finding out in the near future.


Climbing Rose 1-16-2015 photo 500-DSC_3758_zpsb6a21a0d.jpg

False Dandelion 1/16/2015 photo 500-DSC_3751_zpsbc7232f9.jpg

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Friday, January 9, 2015

Story Saturdays

New Release for 99 cents:

*NEW! I'LL NEVER SAY GOODBYE - Amazon
PEEPING TOMBOY (YA) - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
STEELE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 2 - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
GRAY (The Edge Books) - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO

On Sale for  99 cents:

SHE LOVES ME ANYWAY (YA) - Amazon

*"This sweet book could be for anyone. It shows, among other things, what a little bit of encouragement can do!"
*"A wonderful short-story full of young love."
*"Powerful despite it's small size and it's a story that if you let it, will stay with you long after you read it."




On Writing:

PEEPING TOMBOY is #1 in Teen and Young Adult Christian Relationships at Amazon, and I've decided to do it as an audiobook. So look for that in the near future.

I've been working exclusively on the Rodeo Girls series. Book 1, KICKIN' HEARTS is complete and has been edited, but is not slated for release yet. I've almost completed Book 2, to be released mid-summer, and then will work on Book 3. I hope to have all of them done by the end of January.


Excerpt:

His breath blew loudly in his ears, much like the huff and puff of the bronc as it tried to pitch its rider, and it came to him again, him and her both trying last until eight seconds, only time and distance and the spinning of their hearts were against it.

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Halston Kane, the second of three brothers, considers himself stuck in the middle, a feeling which magnifies after his mother’s death. Never on top and not able to get ahead, he’s constantly losing out.

Saddle bronc riding is something he’s good at, yet lately, even there he falls short. Others who shouldn’t ride well are passing him up, and his best simply isn’t good enough.

Then Destiny Mullens turns up at his door, a girl he shouldn’t go near because she belongs to someone else. Sparks fly between them, and it seems what they both want – each other – won’t happen until he sets his doubts aside and takes the biggest ride of his life, one for his heart.

Book 1 of 3 in the Rodeo Girls Series by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Three Important Resolutions for 2015

Celebrate 2015.

There is a commercial for an insurance company that shows a well-known football player celebrating his purchase of cold cut meat at the deli. It's meant to bring laughs and put a smile on your face, but there's some truth there. What if we approached our daily lives as if everything we did was worth a celebratory dance? How much happier would that minute of that particular hour be?

And rejoice! Celebrate all the good things that God, your God, has given you and your family (Deu 26:11 MSG).

There is power in praise. By fixing your eyes on the good things, even the normal everyday things, you make all the negatives that much less, that much smaller.

Have more Gratitude this year.

Be grateful for those around you, for any efforts they make on your behalf. Perhaps, you called them for a favor and they came through. Be sure to say, "Thank you."

Maybe they bought you a gift for a birthday, anniversary, or holiday. It doesn't matter if it wasn't exactly what you wanted or didn't cost as much as you thought it should. Express your thanks with a smile on your face, and here's an important part of gratitude - keep your negative opinion to yourself. Not everything is meant to be spoken.

You must encourage one another each day. And you must keep on while there is still a time that can be called "today." (Heb 13:3 CEV)

Your kind word of thanks might just be the very thing that will help someone out of a tight spot.

Concentrate on the task at hand.

I am good at completing work given to me by the deadline, most of the time, that is. But sometimes, I know I could have done it quicker. I could have concentrated and not allowed the distractions of life to pull me aside.

And that which fell among thorns are they, which, when they have heard, go forth, and are choked with cares and riches and pleasures of this life, and bring no fruit to perfection. (Lk 8:14)

Social networks, text messages, sometimes we're too easy to reach and it diverts our attention. We tell ourselves it doesn't matter, but the truth is our delay always affects someone else. If we'd do what we know to do when we have time to do it instead of sitting it aside, we build respect and honor for ourselves as someone who can be relied on.

This goes behind business and into our home life. Did you pick up that stack of shirts you know your spouse asked you to, or did you say, "I'll do it later"? Because later never comes, and tomorrow is always one day away.

God our Father loves us. He is kind and has given us eternal comfort and a wonderful hope. We pray that our Lord Jesus Christ and God our Father will encourage you and help you always to do and say the right thing. (2Th 2:16-17 CEV)

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Sunday Photographs

One year has ended and another begun. My pictures this week are split between both. I have our meager celebration of New Year's Eve (round about 7 p.m.) then lovely early spring roses, blossoming at the edge of our yard. Enjoy!


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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Friday, January 2, 2015

Descended ~ Aaro by Dana Pratola

Today on the blog, I'd like to feature author, Dana Pratola's new book, the third in her Descended series of novels, which is fresh off the presses!



A bit about AARO:

AARO is the third book in the 4-part DESCENDED series. Aaro Highlander, like his “brothers,” is a special breed—not quite angel, not quite human—with spectacular gifts, deep running passions and strength of character that makes him the ideal man for our heroine, Darcy.

This part of the journey reveals prophetic secrets unknown to the other men (Jett & Sebastian) until now. While searching for a serial killer, they also await the discovery of the fourth of their kind to come together for a greater purpose.

Excerpt:

George didn’t bother to conceal his irritation when Aaro approached. He crumpled his napkin and dropped it next to his plate. “You’re food isn’t ready yet?”

Oh, how Aaro loved arrogant blow-hards. He grinned, and pulled out an empty chair. “No. So I’ll just sit with you guys for a minute. You don’t mind, right?” he asked George, then turned to Darcy.

He caught the quick snicker she tried to mask with a delicate cough and a sip of iced tea. She was something. Reaching onto her plate, Aaro stole an olive. He didn’t like olives, but it served to move her eyes to his face where he could send her a not-so-subtle wink.

George made a show of tugging up the sleeve of his Armani shirt to look at his three thousand dollar watch, even though there was a wall clock mounted less than five feet away.

“You have to get back to work,” he said, signaling their waiter for the check.

Aaro took Darcy’s hand, rubbing her wrist with his thumb. Her breath caught, an action that was mimicked by her pulse under his touch. “Do you have to leave so soon?”

She nodded, dumbly, as the waiter set down the leather check folder, thanked them for coming, and strode away. George stood, pulled a money clip from his pocket and slapped down a wad of cash, without seeming to count it.

“In that case, let me say goodbye,” Aaro said.

He leaned from his chair to hers, sliding his hand beneath her sleek ponytail and behind her neck, gently pulling her toward his waiting mouth.

The touch of her warm, flavorful lips had him pressing closer, flexing his fingers against the smoothness of her neck, resisting the desire to slide his hand down her back or to open her mouth to his probing tongue.

He’d thought he knew what he was doing. He’d meant for it to be a sweet peck on the lips, just a harmless show—

No he hadn’t. He’d meant it to be hot and searing, meant it to put that pansy, George, in his place and let him know he would never kiss Darcy like this, never evoke the response she was giving now. Only he didn’t expect his own response to be quite so urgent. Didn’t expect it to induce visions of clearing the table off with one swipe and taking her there in a crowded restaurant.

And he certainly didn’t expect the absolute silence when he reined himself in enough to back slowly away, brushing his thumb over her flushed cheek. Darcy’s eyes shimmered with heat, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she reached for her drink.

But, George didn’t give her time to sip. Moving around Aaro’s still recovering form, he took Darcy by the hand and shuffled her outside.

Aaro sat there a few more seconds, working out in his own mind what just happened. He felt…possessive. What was that about? He swallowed, hard, and looked around. Every eye in the place was focused on him, including Kate’s, her cheeks deep pink as she fanned a white cloth in front of her face.

Embarrassed, he tried a half smile as he walked back to the counter. He’d never been out of control in public before.

“So, that steak done?”

Kate chuckled. “Yes. And it’s on the house.”


About the Author:

So, here’s the gist of who I am: Christian first (don’t run away, I don’t write bland, “holy roller” books), Wife, Mother and Writer. Sometimes the order shuffles or I add/remove Advisor, Chef, Companion as situations change, but that’s generally me.

I live in New Jersey with my husband, and aside from three children, I have two dogs and several grand-pups. I refer to writing as blissful agony, but while writing is work, I love it more than anything. That said, I LOVE every reader who spends time in one of my books. I pray you’ll enjoy reading each page as much as I enjoyed writing them <3 p="">

CONTACT LINKS: 

On Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DanaPratolaAuthor
On Twitter: www.twitter.com/danapratola
Site: www.danapratola.webs.com
On Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/danapratola

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Just saw this morning that I'd missed not one, but two, Sundays to share a few photographs with you. As I impale myself mentally for the oversight, here's what I have to catch up:


My big Christmas tree

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Sunrises

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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Story Saturdays

On Sale for 99 CENTS (these will last only a few more days):

A KISS IN SEPTEMBER - Amazon
ITALIAN WITH A SIDE OF PASTA - Amazon

New books for 99 CENTS:

PEEPING TOMBOY - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
STEELE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 2 - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
GRAY - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO

My words in other places:

Be sure to visit the GNFA blog and read my post entitled, "What I Learned Watching Hallmark Movies."

Also, author Laura J. Marshall and I are working on a novella series set in 18th century Scotland. To see the book cover reveal and read an excerpt, visit her post at the GNFA blog.

On writing:

I have been called to write, but not everything I write is meant to comfort Christians. That's all well and good, we are told to "exhort one another." (Heb 3:13) But we are not to do so at the expense of putting out our light. (Mt 5:15) Remember the story of the ten virgins? Five of them put no oil in their lamps. Perhaps, they were too busy having fun, their feet propped up, wedding cake in their hands, to consider the coming of the bridegroom. They not only missed him, they didn't help anyone else see him either.

The story which follows in that same chapter of Matthew (ch.25) is just as moving. Given a small sum of money, one man multiplied it, another buried it in the sand. Which person are you? These thoughts move me and keep me writing ... for those who need to hear it and in a manner that encourages them listen.

And when the Pharisees saw it, they said unto his disciples, Why eateth your Master with publicans and sinners? But when Jesus heard that, he said unto them, They that be whole need not a physician, but they that are sick. But go ye and learn what that meaneth, I will have mercy, and not sacrifice: for I am not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance. (Mt 9:11-13)

Currently:

I am currently finishing HEAVEN & HELL, book two (the final book) of the Western Women Series, which began with HEAVEN & EARTH. That will be today's excerpt, but not the next release. That (hopefully) will be a historical short story entitled, I WILL NEVER SAY GOODBYE.


“I cannot find my way alone,” Serefina said softly.

His arms came around her, his hands landing in the middle of her back, and he pulled her to him. She leaned there, her cheek on his shoulder, his strength solid beneath her hands. Her eyes burned with tears she refused to shed, the corners dampening, and deep within her heart a tiny speck of hope glowed. For once, she didn’t toss it aside, but fearful, clung with all her might.

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Penniless and alone, Serefina Aguilar has nowhere to go but south to an unknown uncle her recently deceased aunt only ever spoke unkindly about. It seems the downward spiral of her life really is the spiritual test she’s been told.

But, as long as she covers her greatest sin, the flaming red locks on her head, she can keep herself pure and make it to heaven. She hopes.

Except a horrible encounter with a bank robber and a handsome man named Matthew Todd seem destined to send her to hell … and worse, take along with her what might be her only chance at love.

Book 2 and the completion of the Western Women Series by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.
 


Excerpt:


She whirled.

It was the first good look he’d had at her face, and he was surprised to find her so very young. Freckles sprinkled across her cheeks disappeared beneath the edges of the bonnet.

“You hungry?” he asked.

She wavered then, licking her lips, and her stomach made a tremendous gurgle. Her face flushed. “It seems so.”

“Then come inside. I’ll buy you something to eat.”

He expected her to leap at the chance, but she didn’t.

“Perhaps this is a test,” she said, instead. “It’s better sometimes to be lean than to fill oneself with excess.”

Excess? What was her problem? A religious type, perhaps. That’d be the other reason she was so uptight.

He tossed his head. “You can order porridge if you like. That doesn’t seem excessive.”

 “Perhaps a biscuit.”

Matthew shrugged. “Fine, a biscuit. Come in, and I’ll make sure Sal brings you one.”

“That woman is destined for the fires of hell.”

Matthew wanted to laugh, but didn’t, because the girl was serious. To his thinking, she had serious misunderstanding of the Scripture. Sal might be grumpy, but that didn’t mean she was destined anywhere. He wouldn’t argue the point.

“Hell or no, she cooks good food. Now, you coming in with me or not?”

The girl hesitated a moment longer then nodded. He held the door and motioned her through, leading her across the room to the table where Evander sat. He pulled out her chair, something that, again, made her pause. But finally, she sat.

Taking his own seat, he waved at Sal.

“I thought I told her to get,” she snapped.

Matthew smiled at the old woman. “You did, and I invited her to eat with me. Bring two of your biggest biscuits and give me the bill.”

Her mouth compressed, Sal said nothing else and headed for the kitchen.

Matthew picked up the bite he’d been about to consume moments ago. The girl glared at him. Right, excess. He stuffed it in his mouth anyway.

“Am I headed to hell for that?” he asked.

Her eyes narrowed. “Everyone can be redeemed.”

Evander was amused, laughter pushing at his lips. That didn’t help the girl’s attitude any.

“What do I have to do to get that?” Matthew asked. “Does buying your meal count toward my salvation?”

“You make fun of the Good Book.”

He dropped his fork. “I believe in the Good Book, but the version I heard involved love, not sacrifice.”

She silenced then, unspeaking.

Sal returned, slinging a plate with two biscuits onto the table. She barely turned her head to see if it landed, but stomped off.

Matthew couldn’t stop his laugh from emerging. “Maybe you’re right,” he said. “Old Sal is headed to hell.”


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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Story Saturdays

On Sale for 99 CENTS:

A KISS IN SEPTEMBER - Amazon
ITALIAN WITH A SIDE OF PASTA - Amazon

New books for 99 CENTS:

PEEPING TOMBOY - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
STEELE (Billionaire Boys Club) Book 2 - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
SECRET ADMIRER - Amazon (only)
MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM FLORIDA - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO

Other books:

PHENOMENAL is now available at Barnes & Noble and KOBO as well as Amazon. $1.99

*All prices are subject to change at any time, so be sure to take advantage of sales when they are posted!

ME & TIMOTHY COOPER and all three books in the Coralee Chronicles series are now available at ibooks, Inktera, and Scribd. For links, visit the blog.


On Writing:

I did an interview on the Mystique of Naultag blog, answering some fun questions. Be sure to go over and visit, see what I had to say.

I've been working on writing a story from beginning to end. So far, I've done two that way - PEEPING TOMBOY and now, GRAY. This story is for THE EDGE BOOKS and takes a raw look at a very difficult plotline, one I didn't predict but felt compelled to complete. Look for it to be available in the next two weeks.


The best man she’d ever met, and he believed he was the worst. Barrett and Melanie dead, but the driver that killed them living. A small house holding four lives, yet two in it standing miles apart. One with a gun in his hand, the barrel pointed at his heart.

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When Alabama McCall bought a ranch, she had no idea what she was in for. The barn is full of swallows, the bunk house crumbling, a mile of fencing down, and her driveway washed in. What she needs is someone to help her out around the place.

Yet handsome cowboy, Gray Sterret, comes with a load of secrets and the self-destructive idea that he deserves what he gets. For every bad action he’s made, he’ll reap ten in return, and no one can fix him.

Not two little girls struck by sudden tragedy. Not the beautiful woman with the key to his heart.

A raw, faith-searching story of inward struggle by best-selling author, co-creator of THE EDGE, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.



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Suzanne D. Williams
Suzanne Williams Photography 
Florida, USA

Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.