Saturday, September 20, 2014

Story Saturdays

Newest Release:  MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM FLORIDA is available for purchase at Amazon and Barnes & Noble. This sweet novella will put you in the mood for Christmas and maybe a little romance. Only 99 cents!

Also, the audiobook for GIVE ME CHOCOLATE (AND JORDAN) is now available for sale at Audible and Amazon. Only $6.95. Head on over and take a listen to the sample!



Book Cover News:  I have changed my custom book cover prices to reflect the difficulty of the work. If you are interested in inquiring, information is on the blog.

Also, I will sell a handful of premade book covers on the blog as well. These are $60 and will rotate as I make them available. To see what's currently offered, visit the above link.

What's in the works:  I am finishing up a Christmas YA entitled, SECRET ADMIRER, and (long range) the final book in the Coralee Chronicles, MOMMY WEARS A GREEN SHIRT. I warn you that story is funny! Even longer range: I am working on the final book in the WINGS series. I may or may not have that completed by Christmas.

My next releases will be SECRET ADMIRER and the first book in a historical western series, HEAVEN & EARTH.

Today's excerpt: Today's storyline comes from Wings2. In this scene, Sara Benedict is standing on the hospital roof speaking with an employee at the hospital.

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“Miss? Are you okay?”

Hearing a male voice, Sara pushed to her feet and dusted off her backside. She brought a smile to her face. “I’m fine.” Her eyes landed on the cigarette in the man’s hand. A thin stream of smoke purled upward. “You should quit.”

He laughed and took another puff. “That’s what my mother says.” He altered his voice. “‘Hampton, one day those things are gonna take you, for sure.’”

Sara focused on his face. “You’ll be thirty. You’ll leave behind a wife and two kids. Her name is Mary, and theirs are Mark and Peter. They’re five and six years old.”

His face paled, and he dropped the cigarette to the ground and crushed it. “How … how did you know all that?”

“I know many things,” she said. “You hate this job. It’s why you started smoking again. You wanted to move home to Virginia, but thought this would pay better. It doesn’t. You’re also worried about your wife. She hasn’t been feeling well, but God wants you to know it will pass. The danger instead is in your lungs.”

“What … what can I do?”

Sara raised her hands in front of her. “Do you believe in heaven?”

He nodded. “S-sure.”

“Do you believe there’s any sickness there?”

The man shook his head. “No. Why would there be? Is … is that where I’m going? Are you a psychic?”

She smiled wider. “I am a child of the Creator, filled with His light … There is no sickness in heaven. Therefore, the words of the Scripture are fulfilled. ‘Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.’” She reached her palms out and laid them on his brow, releasing the energy built in her form, and the man’s legs gave way. He slid to the ground in a heap.

She knelt at his side and prayed until he opened his eyes.

“What was that?” he asked.

“That was your salvation. Go home to Virginia,” she said. “Go back to church, and stop smoking.”

“I … I will.”

She helped him to his feet, and he scampered away, waving once before he went through the roof doorway.

Sara turned around and faced the edge again. “That was why I was here today,” she said to herself. “But I will be back … for someone else.”



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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, September 17, 2014

Fearless

My book, FEARLESS, is a FREE download today, September 17, 2014. Be sure to visit the Amazon link (below) and download your copy, then share it with your friends.


Of all the books I've written, this one is closest to my heart because I lived its principles in a time of great distress. It's the guidebook I wish I had when my panic attacks began. I remember searching for a solution, someone to tell me how I could be whole again, and I couldn't find it.

I hope you find my story inspirational, and that you grasp hold of the truths of God's Word in this little book and take them with you.

YOU NO LONGER HAVE TO BE AFRAID.

When I wrote this book, I was still struggling with many aspects of my healing. Now, looking back, I see how far I've come, but am even more grateful than ever before for God's presence in my life.

He didn't make me afraid.
He didn't want me to ever be afraid.
He didn't put me there to teach me something.
I wasn't being tested with fear.

Instead, GOD BROUGHT ME OUT, and He'll do the same for you. The often-read Scripture in 2 Timothy 1:7 gives the three most important keys:

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

1. We need the power of God.

Prayer is key to your healing, especially prayer in the spirit. Without the Holy Spirit's strength brought through prayer, I would never have gotten to the point I could live again.

2. God loves you, unconditionally.

Know that God loves you, and He didn't do this to you. He is BIGGER than fear and STRONGER than anything you will ever face.

3. Renew your mind.

The Word of God says renewing the mind is the most important thing we can do. By meditating in the Bible, putting it's principles of healing (physically and mentally) in your heart, you will see fear for what it is, small and insignificant in the face of a great and mighty God.

Lastly, know this:  You may not feel fearless right now, but God will help you get there. God told me to name the book "Fearless," and I argued with Him.

"But God, I'm not fearless."

And He said, "Fearless doesn't mean you don't have any fear. It means the fear doesn't control you."

Fear no longer has any hold on my life, and I believe God can, and will, do the same for you. God bless.





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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, September 13, 2014

Sunday Photographs

It's already mid-September, yet our temperatures remain the same - hot. The rains continue as well. Our neighbor's cow field had dried up somewhat but is back underwater again. Lots of black-bellied whistling ducks fly in at night, making quite a ruckus.

Here's this week's photographs. Enjoy!

Sunrise
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Vanilla cupcakes with maple buttercream
click here & here for the recipe & frosting
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Robberfly
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Green anole
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Cuban tree frog
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Sulphur Butterfly
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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, September 7, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Pulling out some oldies but goodies today. These photographs all from 2007 on our vacation to North Caroline.

*To see larger images, click on the thumbnail. To visit the complete album, click here.


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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, September 6, 2014

Story Saturdays

I will release two Christmas novellas in time for holiday season, a YA and a non-YA. These are two very different stories, both with a holiday feel. Here's a look at the covers.


Also, I have two new releases since my last Story Saturdays blog, both only 99 cents:

PHENOMENAL (YA) - Amazon
BLUSHED (The Edge Books) - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO

On Sale:

SOMETHING ITALIAN (The Italian Series) Book 3
99 Cents at Amazon

For a listing of all my books, visit my webpage.

On the writing front:
Author, Laura J. Marshall and I are writing a historical fiction set in 18th century Scotland. Think kilts and castles and a loch full of swans.

I'm also working on Book 3 of The Coralee Chronicles.

Today's excerpt:
Comes from a story I've started and restarted a half-dozen times. I finally have it going the direction I want. PARADISE (YA)

She spun her head, determined to escape once and for all, and thrust her left foot forward, but, in the motion, smacked face-first into the solid chest of a young man some six feet tall.

“Whoa, there,” he said, gripping her shoulders.

She wriggled, one panicked eye watching her lead disappear. “Let me go.”

The young man’s head lifted, and he seemed to take note of her pursuer. “Follow my lead,” he said. His hands clutching her cheeks, he tilted her head up, and kissed her.

The apple in one hand, the other pasted flat to his naked skin, she descended into a swirling haze, the scent of sun lotion and sweat mingling together to blind her brain.

She’d been kissed once, but that had been nothing like this.



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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, September 3, 2014

WHOSOEVER

Love the sin, hate the sinner.

Secular society has it all wrong. Everything doesn't go. You can't do what you want, and just because everyone's doing it doesn't make it okay.

Sin is sin. You can't change the rules because you don't like them, because, in your mind, they're outdated, because so-and-so said ...

I have news for you, So-and-so was wrong.



You can't redefine sin.

Now, certain sins we all agree on. Murder, rape, child abuse, domestic violence. Other sins we don't. Homosexuality. Abortion. Worship of false gods. Sex before marriage.

But our disagreement doesn't make them NOT sin. Your arguing with me over your right to be how you are, to do what you do, doesn't make what you say truth. It being legal where you live doesn't make it okay. The news media pushing that agenda doesn't make it good and clean and pure.

We numb our minds to what we don't want to hear. We defend ourselves, rather than admit we're wrong. We refuse to look at things any other way instead of changing our behavior. These are human responses.

Yet the sin remains.

Hate the sin, love the sinner.

I am called to hate your sin. It isn't politically correct to say so, however. As a Christian, if I open my mouth or take up my pen and call sin what it is - sin - I'm vilified. I'm being bigoted, intolerant, prejudiced.

No, because though I hate the sin, though I distance myself from it, though I protect my mind from those thoughts, I love the sinner.

Because God loves the sinner. That talent you have comes from God. You didn't pick it up somewhere on your own. You may have worked hard to foster it. You may have practiced to get good at it. But ultimately your ability to do that - dance, sing, make people laugh - came from the very God who said sin was sin.

And He gave it to you because He loved you, because it would help people, because He knew you could make a difference.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life (Jn 3:16)


The good news is we're all WHOSOEVER. God never stops loving us. He always reaches out to us. He always wants to give us happiness and success.

But He'll never love the sin. Nothing we ever say or do or film or protest, loud or soft, vocal or silent, will ever change that. (Ps 15:4)

Nor His desire for mercy and forgiveness.

I will have mercy, and not sacrifice: for I am not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance (Mt 9:13)

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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, August 31, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Unbearable heat, yet I've spent the week writing a Christmas story. Not the easiest thing, nor am I particularly in the mood.

Two pics today of the same Red-shouldered Hawk. The "chunk" on the top of the bluebird house appears to be cow dung. Gotta love those cows. (FYI, our neighbor's cows have two new calves. So cute.)

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A closer crop
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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, August 24, 2014

Sunday Photographs

I sit in my living room listening to the rumble of thunder. The sky is black and about to fall on us. But look at the radar, and it's one small storm only over my house. That's how it works sometimes.

Here's this week's photographs. Enjoy!

Juvenile Green Anole
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Green Lynx Spider
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Female Eastern Pondhawk
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Sulphur Butterfly
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Spicebush Swallowtail Butterfly
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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, August 20, 2014

The Pain Beneath

God gave me a visual relevant to our Christian walk that I want to share with you today. He showed me a carton of eggs. On the surface they looked perfect.




You know how that is. You open the lid, check to see none of the eggs are broken, and go about your shopping. But days later when you decide to use one of the eggs, you grasp hold and it won't come out of the carton.

Because underneath, the egg was cracked, and it had leaked into the Styrofoam cup. The damage was beneath the surface, well out of view, and that damage left alone, caused the egg to go bad.

Next, God showed me a basket of strawberries. At our local flea market, they line the berries up in neat rows, each basket looking the same, and all the berries on the top juicy and pristine.





Yet many times, once you get home, there's a strawberry on the bottom that's old, mushy, and sometimes, growing white fuzz. You couldn't see it when you bought it, but it was there all along.

Left in place, it will spoil the whole bunch. They'll rot from the inside out.

God said to me, just like the egg that was cracked that you couldn't see, just like the rotten berry at the bottom of the basket, so are the hearts of people. Many times we walk past someone and think they're doing great - they smile, they laugh, they go to work and come home - but down deep where we can't see it, there's a crack or a bruise that left untended will only grow until that person can't deal with it anymore.

God spoke powerful words to Samuel, along this line:

But the Lord said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart. (1Sa 16:7)

We can't see the cracks in people, and so they pop up on us. Suddenly, someone we thought was doing okay, isn't, or something goes wrong that we can't fathom. He or she looked so perfect.

But God sees them. He sees all the scars, healed and unhealed. All the wounds made by words or thoughts. He sees depression, fear, anxiety, and sadness. Even greater, He longs to heal it.

This is why Jesus died, why He rose again, to mend the brokenness.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord. (Lk 4:18-19)


I don't know about you, but I like knowing that I can't hide from God, that when I think no one is watching, when that pain courses through me, and I can't deal with it, there is Someone who can. Someone who loves me unconditionally and is willing and able to bring joy again.

But you know how He does that? Through others.

God sees the broken places, but it's our job to help mend them. We aren't here to CORRECT one another. We are here to LOVE one another. (Jn 13:34-35)

I don't point out your flaws and leave you to fix them. I help you tend your wounds. I, like Christ, wash your feet. (Jn 13:5)

Such a simple truth, but a powerful one. That I treat you as delicate as that carton of eggs or that basket of berries, not willing that any one should perish, but doing my best to save everything in the basket.

The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. (2Pe 3:9)


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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, August 17, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Sun. Ran. Sun. Rain. It's August, and the temperatures are h-o-t. But I wouldn't live anywhere else.

Some interesting photos this week. Enjoy!


Super Moon
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Corn Snake
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Crab Spider
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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.