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.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Spent the majority of my week decorating the house for Christmas and only have one tree left to put up - the big one. Might get to that today.

Weather has been a-w-e-s-o-m-e, the kind that makes me glad I live in Florida during December, and yeah, you should be jealous. :)

Included in this week's images is a shot of the full moon and a brown anole sunning.


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Brown Anole 12/3/2014 photo 500-DSC_3575_zps1ad48f45.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.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Guest Author - Tammy Doherty

I'd like to feature a guest author today, Tammy Doherty, who has an exciting new book out, SHE'S MINE. You can connect with Tammy on her Facebook page.










What is your story about?

‘She’s Mine’ is about a young woman who’s being stalked. Caitlin Harrington only went on a couple, casual dates with Adam but he felt their relationship was something much more. When she moves back to her childhood home, taking a new teaching job, Caitlin is sure she’s left Adam behind. But then ominous notes start showing up on her front door. Someone locks her in the church basement. Flat tires, shadowy figures in her yard at night…did Adam followed her? Sean Taggart is attracted to Caitlin except for her aloof attitude. And getting “locked” in an unlocked basement – she just might be a little crazy. Still, something about Caitlin draws Sean. He’d like to help her vanquish whatever demon is spooking her. When Sean learns the truth, can he rescue Caitlin before stalking turns to murder?

I love romantic suspense. What was the most surprising part of the plot for you?

When I wrote the first draft of this novel, I always knew Adam was the “bad guy” but I wanted his true identity to be a surprise. I got almost three-quarters of the way through the writing with still no idea how to create that plot twist. Then one afternoon I sat at the lakeside chatting with a friend who I don’t get to see often enough. She tossed out some ideas for the twist, without knowing the intricate details of the story. One of them clicked. I went home and started working on that idea right away. What took me by surprise was seeing all the ways I’d hinted at this revelation before I even knew about it!

Chemistry between characters is so key. What makes your main characters mesh so well?

Sean is a rescuer. Caitlin is determined to be independent. She views her father as chauvinistic and any man who tries to tell her what to do gets the same label. So when Sean rescues Caitlin the first time and tries to insist she go to the hospital, they should clash. Yet Sean is gentle in his insistence and backs down when Caitlin resists. His willingness to let her be independent and take care of herself draws Caitlin to want more and more to rely on Sean. I think the key to their relationship is Sean knowing how to pick his battles (and when to just do something without asking Caitlin first), and Caitlin recognizing when she needs to concede.

If you were to ask your characters one question, what would it be? What would be their answer?

That’s a hard one. Since it’s Christmas, I think I will ask them about that.

Me: Sean, what is your favorite Christmas memory?
Sean: When I was ten years old, it was my mother’s turn to host the family Christmas gathering (she and Aunt Charlotte took turns – now that my cousins are adults, we rotate each year between six houses). That year we had tons of snow before Christmas. Randy and I decided to go sledding down the side of our campground that is really steep. We got up so much speed – it was awesome. Unfortunately, the property ends in a very solid stone wall along that side, which was also overgrown with pricker bushes. Yeah, we crashed through all those thorns and then rammed into the stone wall. I broke my arm. But it was worth it!

Me: Caitlin, what’s your fondest Christmas memory?
Caitlin: The last Christmas my grandpa was alive. I wasn’t living with Grampa and  Gram yet but I did spend most of my time there. For whatever reason, our parents decided to let James and me spend Christmas Eve and Christmas day with our grandparents. We made cookies and then went out and played in the snow. There wasn’t much that year, just enough for a short snowball fight. Then we went back inside and Gram made us some hot cocoa to go with the still-warm-from-the-oven cookies. Oatmeal raisin, my favorite. (she pauses, staring into the distance as if watching it all play out on a movie screen. With a sigh, her focus comes back to the present.) That was the last Christmas before James joined the Navy, too. Best Christmas ever.


Be sure to pick up a copy of Tammy's new book at Amazon!



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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.

Monday, December 1, 2014

FREE BOOK 12/1-3/2014

My latest teen romance, SECRET ADMIRER, is available as a FREE download from Amazon, December 1-3, 2014. Be sure to download your copy and share the news with a friend!




He turned his back to her and stepped away, then halted and revolved on one heel. “I can’t,” he said. He returned to where he’d been, and the quiet seemed to enclose them, his breath and hers the only noises besides the whisper of falling snow.

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When a mysterious package marked “secret admirer” arrives, Esther Parrish is less interested in what’s in the box and more in Weston Cutter, the delivery boy. He’s handsome and charming.

A second encounter the following day seems to seal their mutual interest. They have a date.

But as her feelings for him grow, a series of unusual circumstances and the suspicions of her older brother begin to cast doubt on the man who’s captured her heart, and it all returns to the unknown gift. Whatever is in that box under the Christmas tree holds the key to a happy holiday.

Or does it?

A sweet teenage romance with the promise of the Christmas season 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.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Story Saturdays

Looking for a great Christmas-themed story to read? These 3 great stories available at online retailers. (For sale links, visit the blog.) Any sale prices will only last until Christmas Day!


Also, check out my latest GNFA article:  Giving Respect.

99 CENT AMAZON SALE:

Amazon

* a clean, beautiful, and interesting story
* a veritable treasure trove of excellent lessons that apply to life in general.












Amazon

*a little glimpse into the life of a married couple, three children later, and still with a love and passion for each other
*really sweet
*a wonderful way to spend an afternoon or evening curled up with a good book that makes you sigh and fall in love with love again










NEW RELEASE!

If you enjoyed ATLAS, then you'll love book 2, STEELE. I didn't intend for this story to become a series, but after seeing the gent on the cover, knew he fitted right into things. There will be a book 3.

This story is only 99 CENTS for a limited time. Available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and KOBO.


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Billionaire, Calix Steele has forever lived in the shadow his father cast when he died and the scarcity and neglect at the hands of his mother.

Until he meets Flynn Burckhardt. She’s all the things he’s never looked for in a woman – independent, self-sufficient, and free. She shows him a different side of himself, a man able to stand up to the pressures of his life.

But their mutual attraction has unexpected consequences that the secrets of his past might destroy once and for all.





MY NEXT RELEASE:

Unexpectedly, my next release will be a young adult short story that interrupted my usual flow of writing. Look for it in December.


He dipped his head lower, his lips brushing hers, and a ringing began in her ears. For a moment, she almost believed it was real. He was the boy who’d stolen her heart, and she was there, eager to be with him. This kiss was out of love and not simply to fool their classmates.

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Savannah Sutherland never thought spying on people could hurt anyone. After all, she never tells what she sees. So what’s a little harmless fun?

But when her nosiness backfires, handsome, football jock, Boston Pitt, steps in to warn her. He’ll be her alibi, and no one will be the wiser.

Except what begins as a pretend relationship, a kiss done for appearances only, soon blossoms into something more, something unforeseen circumstances and rash actions might ruin for good.




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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, November 19, 2014

The Domino Effect

Therefore we ought to give the more earnest heed to the things which we have heard, lest at any time we should let them slip ... How shall we escape, if we neglect so great salvation. (Heb 2:1,3)

We all do this from time to time. We let some truth of the gospel slip from our thinking, and that truth, having fallen away, then turns into negative actions. Suddenly, we're behaving incoorectly, doing and saying things we shouldn't.

By example ... Recently, I read a status on a social network berating a Christian pastor. The author didn't say one good word, just a lot of "he's wrong about this" and "he's wrong about that" type remarks. I made the statement then and it still holds true - if your only purpose in posting is to hurt someone else, you probably shouldn't say it.

It's the old adage your mother taught you, "If you can't saying anything nice, don't say anything at all."

This certainly isn't limited to spiritual subjects. We destroy other people over football teams, food preferences, hobbies, hairstyles. Age. She's too old to know or he's too young.

"You wouldn't understand because you're out of touch, haven't worked as much as me, weren't there at the time, don't have my revelation on it."

Again, I'm going to make a statement - if you're the only one who knows something, it could be you're wrong. It's rare that one man is given special dispensation on anything.

Narrowing this down, whatever happened to the fruit of the spirit?

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith,  (23)  Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law. (Gal 5:22-23)

I've discovered that it's hard to keep all of those working at once. And it gets worse. So often we quote the fruit of the spirit, but neglect the instructions which follow

And they that are Christ's have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit. Let us not be desirous of vain glory, provoking one another, envying one another. (Gal 5:24-26)

Ouch.

Jesus referred to this as having a beam, or pole, in your eye. (Mt 7:3-5) Here's the thing about having a pole in your eye though, you don't know it's there, and knowing is half the battle to correcting it. 

Maybe you're the nicest person in the world, but you're not happy. You're sad all the time. Joy is a fruit of the spirit. Or maybe you're happy and kind, but believing for things, walking by faith, is your hang up. Again, that's a fruit of the spirit. We all have something we can work on.

And that is my point. If we're not working on it, we're neglecting the salvation Jesus died to give, and if we do that, then our light will not shine into the lives of others. It's the domino effect. This knocks that over, which affects her, which then affects him, which causes me to act like I shouldn't, and we all end up in a ditch. (Ps 7:15;Mt 15:14;Lk 6:39)



 Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering; forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye. (Col 3:12-13)



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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, November 16, 2014

Sunday Photographs

The weather continues to be seasonably cool. I finally got out and planted seeds in the flower beds:  cabbage, bok choy, onions, and snapdragons. All but the snapdragons and a few of the onions have come up. Everything takes time.

Here's a sunrise from earlier in the week. Happy Sunday to all.


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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, November 9, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Seasonably cool here today and I had to break out my sweater. For all you folks up north, that means about fifties for our cool temps, so don't cry too hard.

My cassia tree is glorious this year, so here's two pics to 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.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Story Saturdays

Only 99 CENTS*:

Ichabod & Penelope
Eden
Cops & Robbers
For Tonight
Merry Christmas From Florida
Heaven & Earth (Western Women) Book 1
What A Woman Needs

*All links above are Amazon links. For B&N and KOBO links, please visit the blog

ME & TIMOTHY COOPER is now available as an ibook and at Scribd. All versions of the Kindle edition now included "I Kissed The Boy Next Door" and "The Best Week of My Life." $3.99

If you find either store more helpful for purchasing, please let me know. I'm debating about how many books to include at both sites.

PICK ME is now available at Barnes & Noble and KOBO. $1.99

Also, GLASS is available as a free borrow through the Kindle Unlimited program for a short period of time. 

On the writing front:

MOMMY WEARS A GREEN SHIRT (The Coralee Chronicles) Book 3 is nearing completion. I know there are readers waiting for this story. I promise to have it out before Christmas.

WINGS2 hit a major snag a month ago and had to be entirely revamped, so unfortunately, the story of Angus Finlay won't be out until sometime next year.

I finished writing 653: RISE OF THE SUN (Cyborg Romance Series) Book 1. It is on the editor's desk, but she has a day job. So I'm unsure of a release date. Book 2 will be called 852:  SPAWN.

In the future:

This YA series is in the works for next year. Here's a sneak peak at the covers, just to wet your whistle.


I have another YA series also for next year and a couple adult-contemporary series. But I'll hold those off for another day.

Today's Excerpt:

In honor of the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday, today's excerpt comes from the final book in The Coralee Chronicles. Here's an unedited glimpse of Thanksgiving with the Pirtles and Averys.

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We sat around the table, the air warm, birds singing, and I suddenly had a lot to be thankful for. Though Dr. Blanton eating Thanksgiving with us was still strange.

We’d come a long way, Roman and I, from insecure teens to a married couple to soon-to-be parents, and I’d gone from being afraid of having a baby to embracing it. We’d had our first fight, and Roman had overcome, somewhat, his doctor hang up. I’d learned to put myself in his shoes. I was so blessed and had such a rich future to look forward to.

I swallowed the heaping of cornbread dressing on my fork, aware I looked like a pig at the trough, and inhaled, reaching for my napkin. “I’d like to say something,” I began.

Everyone paused in their conversations, their faces turned toward me.

“I have a couple months to go yet before Sue pops out …”

“Don’t say it like that, dear,” my mother said. “It sounds wrong.”

Laughter tittered around the table. I nodded at her. “Anyhow, I wanted to say I’m thankful for all of you. For Spencer …” I started with him because he was right beside me. “You always keep me grounded.”

He took my hand and squeezed it.

“For Cindy because I never know what you’re going to say.” She practically beamed at that one, but it was true, and she proved it.

“Since you brought that up,” she said. “I’m going to say having Thanksgiving with my gynecologist is fun.”

Dr. Blanton laughed along with everyone else, and it took a few minutes for things to die down before I could continue.

“I’m thankful for Mom and Dad because without both of you, I’d be toast.” My parents smiled back at me proudly. “And for Mr. and Mrs. Avery for taking me into your family and not minding the mistakes.”

“Well …” Mrs. Avery said, flapping one hand at me.

“For Grandpa …”

He gazed at me, clear-headed for once. I was so happy he’d come. He made things complete.

“You didn’t care I broke Roman’s nose.” My eyes were getting teary now, and honestly, I didn’t want to cry. But it was so easy anymore.

Coralee, I broke the pepper shaker. Me, in tears.

Coralee, the toilet’s stopped up. Me, crying.

I pulled in a breath to calm myself. “I’m thankful for Manuela, who works so hard for so little.”

“Soy bendecido,” she said.

Dr. Blanton translated it. “I am blessed.”

“You speak Spanish?” Cindy asked.

He nodded. “Did some missions work in Mexico.”

That answered a lot of questions, why he’d been drawn to Manuela being the biggest. I gazed at him, “And for Dr. Blanton, who isn’t old or gray or wrinkled and ugly, and a very good doctor.”

He grinned.

“And doesn’t mind that Roman is freaked by going to his office.”

This made Roman squirm and brought my gaze to him. He was the most important thing I had to say. I angled myself toward him best I could.

“I love you,” I said. “You’re steady and faithful and patient. You’re good to me, and I am so lucky.”

His cheeks reddened.

“We didn’t plan this … of course, we didn’t because we never plan anything.”

A few laughs rose in the background.

“But I like us that way,” I continued. “I like that you’re you and I’m me and together we’re us. And I know I’m cranky and eat too much and sent you all over town looking for Mama Betty’s sour pickles.”

“You did,” he replied, “and I found them.”

“I love those,” my mom inserted. “Where did you find them?”

He looked over my shoulder at her. “The feed store.”

“Really?” This came from Mrs. Avery. “But that makes sense, really. Mama Betty was their great great aunt.”

“I never knew that,” my mom replied. “Funny how life comes full circle.”

It did, and I reclaimed Roman’s attention. “I’m thankful for you the most,” I said. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and he kissed the top of my noggin.

Cindy shoved up from her chair. “That was beautiful, and I’d cry. But I seriously want pumpkin pie …”

And the moment was broken.


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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, November 5, 2014

He Wrote A Best Seller

* This is a reprint from a devotional dated, December 4, 2013.

For God expressed His love for the world in this way: He gave His only Son so that whoever believes in Him will not face everlasting destruction, but will have everlasting life. (Jn 3:16 VOICE)

It is a complicated storyline woven through ages of time. Begun where one man made the wrong choice. And the character having made the wrong choice then affects everyone around him. His wife. His children. His grandchildren. And generations to come.

Nations collapsed based on his choice. People died because of what he decided. People he'd never meet. People who had no idea of the magnitude of it.Wars were fought because of his actions, one human hating another for reasons unfathomable, some making great sacrifices on behalf of the common good.

Soon, it was all going to pot, an entirely slate of humanity headed downhill in a hand-basket, all because one man followed a woman who was deceived.

And the plot thickens. The Author of the story set about to right things, to redirect the story where it went wrong. But instead of erasing it, instead of wiping out pages and starting over, He inserted characters who heard His voice, who followed His directions and thereby led the host of humanity toward one cumulative event.

However, to get there He first needed someone willing to step out in faith, willing to give of herself in spite of all that society demanded, and also, a man who would shelter her, ignore the press, ignore the stares, the looks, the whispered words, and perform the impossible.

Because this ate at Him. He grieved over the progress of the story. It had to be made right. It had to be redirected. There had to come the ultimate Protagonist to bring things to a head, to speak the Words written in His heart clearly and with power. But He'd have to come from the very ones who'd unknowingly went astray or this wouldn't work.

His Protagonist would be of the people, a man like them, descended from others who over decades, centuries, listened to the Author. And yet a Man like none of them at all. Humble. Without Sin. And abounding with the extreme love that sent Him here to start with. He would be born with cows and chickens in the darkness of night, in a city His parents weren't from, in a time of persecution, after a journey of many miles.

And once born, men worshipped at his feet. Him, a baby, unable to talk or speak. Humble men who tended their flocks and later, the wisest of men who traveled from afar. Their differences as extreme as the storyline the Author was writing.

As extreme as the Gift the Author was giving.
As extreme as the days the Protagonist would live.
As extreme as the death the Protagonist would suffer.

And all this extremity to be swallowed up in a climactic moment written in the last chapter on the last page where the Protagonist wins salvation for all of mankind, where He brings healing and peace and prosperity to any who will reach out and take it.

You know ... the page you clasp to your chest, emotion swirling through you, declaring this was the best Book ever!

Or is it really the end? Is the story still going? Still growing, extending, and stretching. Still loving even the smallest person in the worst situation who never knew there was a storyline at all.

Because that's how big the Event was. How far-reaching. How extensive. How momentous. How Eternal.

How bestselling.


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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, November 2, 2014

Sunday Photographs

We've had our coldest temperatures this week, in the mid-40s (F). Not fun for a native Floridian! Fall has slowed down the grass growth and brought out the yellow fall flowers. Enjoy!

Goldenrod
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Cassia
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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, October 25, 2014

Story Saturdays

Exciting things have happened in the last two weeks. I released two more stories and have a third ready for formatting. This makes 31 novels/novellas released this year, with number 32 on the horizon.

On Sale for 99 CENTS:

Ichabod & Penelope
Eden

99 CENT New Releases:

*All links below are Amazon links. For B&N and KOBO links, please visit the blog

Cops & Robbers
For Tonight
Merry Christmas From Florida
Heaven & Earth (Western Women) Book 1
What A Woman Needs

For Tonight and What A Woman Needs are both new releases since my last Story Saturdays post. My editor said For Tonight was some of my best writing. It's romantic suspense that will keep you guessing.





Also received an excellent review of Cops & Robbers. The reviewer called it "James Bond on the fast track."Awesome.

FREE BOOKS:

The Amanda Series
Christmas Angel

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NEWS:

Look for Pick Me to appear at Barnes & Noble and KOBO in the next couple weeks.

Also, Atlas is now a series, Billionaire Boys Club. There will be two more books and Atlas Bellamy will appear in both. Here's the cover for book 2. I'm super excited about this story!




To those who want to know, I am going to finish the last book in The Coralee Chronicles, Mommy Wears A Green Shirt, so just hang in there. I hope to complete it in time for Christmas.

Also, I finished writing book 1 of my 2nd sci-fi series, 653: Rise Of The Sun (Cyborg Romance Series). Yes, you read it right. Cyborgs.  Here's a sneak peak.




 “For me,” she said, softly. “I want you to try for me. Because I don’t understand what’s happening, but know if you can’t, I’m going to cry.”

She raised her head again, and their eyes met. “Become human for me.”

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A secret organization seeks to control the future. Cyborg 653 is sent in to protect an aged priest, whose life is at risk. But his emotionless, machine-like existence changes the minute he meets human, Lexie Hollis.

Knowledge and feelings he’s never needed begin to form. She encourages him to think on his own, form opinions, solve the mystery of the sun symbol, and most of all fall in love. With her.

But what begins as something full of promise soon becomes a dangerous game that just might silence him and all of his kind … forever.

A wild ride in the world of science-fiction by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.


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This week's excerpt comes from my next release, Secret Admirer. This is a sweet story geared toward young adults filled with hope and romance at Christmas.




He couldn’t explain how it’d happened, at what point he’d begun to admire her. In her red coat, she’d stood out from the muted winter hues of everything else. That’d made it easy to spot her, easier still to follow her across the park. Her hair blowing around her face, she’d embrace anyone out there. He’d once seen her give the scarf around her neck.

Over time though, it’d become more than just her actions. She’d taken a place in his heart. He hadn’t told a soul, besides a few words to Ferris. How could he like someone he’d never met and knew nothing about?



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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, October 19, 2014

Sunday Photographs

The weather has turned cooler with our temperatures in the mid-60s (F) at night and a sunny 85 during the day. Blissful and dry.

I have two pics this Sunday, but first, be sure to jog over to Steve's Digicams and check out my latest article, "Gratitude."

Enjoy! And happy Sunday.


Water Lily
Water Lily 10-15-2014 photo 500-DSC_3329_zps16f9bdfd.jpg

Sunrise
Sunrise 10-16-2014 photo 500-DSC_3336_zps2e435a5f.jpg




*Note to email subscribers:  I have switched my email subscription service to one which should be more reliable. My previous service stopped delivering to Yahoo, Comcast, AOL, Hotmail, or AT&T addresses. My apologies for the sporadic deliveries. I hope in the next few weeks to get things up and running properly. You can, of course, catch up on anything you've missed at the blog link below.

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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, October 15, 2014

It's Your Fault!

When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee? (Jn 8:10)

The religious leaders of Jesus' day brought him a woman found having an adulterous affair and proceeded to accuse her of it in front of everyone. They were the gossips, the news broadcasters, and she was the headline.

IT'S HER FAULT!

But Jesus didn't even acknowledge they'd spoken. Instead, He knelt down and began writing in the sand, until every one of the people involved walked away. Then, in private, He forgave her. (Jn 8:10-11)

Bizarre. I mean, turn on the news, and we do the opposite every day. It's his fault or her fault or their fault. Look at what he did, and can you believe she had the nerve to do this or that? We talk about family members, friends, neighbors, celebrities, and a string of other people we haven't met without giving it another thought.

Especially when what they did turns out to be true. That justifies it. After all, we're allowed to talk about sin when it was actually sin. Aren't we?

Jesus didn't. He didn't blame her at all. In fact, He protected her. When was the last time you did that?




IT'S MY FAULT!

A list of "10 traits of an alpha male" caught my eye the other day, and I got stuck on number four - You Blame Others.

An alpha male takes responsibility for his own actions. He doesn't seek out excuses to make himself seem less culpable; he knows that his hard work and persistence will eventually turn the tide in his favor, so he doesn't sweat owning up to his mistakes.

In my head, blame is like driving your car into a telephone pole and blaming the telephone company for putting the pole there. They should have known on October 12, 2014, you'd drive your car that way and need the space.

Ridiculous.

Yet, once again, we do this all the time. We blame the woman taken in adultery, instead of leading her to Christ. We blame the homeless drunk, instead of finding out he served in Vietnam and saw too much death. We blame the unwed mother, the player, the cultural icon ... anyone but ourselves.

But Jesus has already set us an example of how to behave. Sometimes, we need to kneel down and start writing in the sand until the air's been let out of the situation. Then look the person or situation in the eye and say, "I forgive you."

Or even better, "I was wrong."


*COMING SOON*


In association withThe Edge Books.
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His gaze seemed made for her alone, the curve of his mouth fashioned solely to bring her enjoyment, and for a moment in time, she melted into it, lost to the war and the frayed edges of her life.

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Caught up in an adulterous love affair, Charlotte Lake can only blame herself for how miserable it’s become. After all, she chose to become the “other woman” and with that choice, betrayed everything holy about marriage.

When her secret threatens to emerge, however, she finds her only salvation in the kind, gentle hands of sailor, Nashville Jaeger. If she’ll trust him, he knows a way out.

But the biggest thing he brings into her life is perhaps the greatest gift of all – forgiveness – and with it, a piece of his heart.

A story of God’s willingness to heal any heart by best-selling author, SUZANNE D. WILLIAMS.




*Note to email subscribers:  I have switched my email subscription service to one which should be more reliable. My previous service stopped delivering to Yahoo, Comcast, AOL, Hotmail, or AT&T addresses. My apologies for the sporadic deliveries. I hope in the next few weeks to get things up and running properly. You can, of course, catch up on anything you've missed at the blog link below.

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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, October 12, 2014

Sunday Photographs

Here it is mid-October and the weather is still 85 (F). However, the rains have slowed, which is good because we've been unable to mow for a couple weeks.

Still lots of wildlife around in the yard, but fortunately, no more coyote sightings.

Enjoy!

Video - Northern Mockingbird



Goldenrod
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Juvenile Cuban Tree Frog
Juvenile Cuban Tree Frog 10/9/2014 photo 500-DSC_3290_zps26ba6b48.jpg

Spiderweb
Spiderweb 10/9/2014 photo 500-DSC_3261_zps87a1047a.jpg

Spiderweb 10/9/2014 photo 500-DSC_3259_zps794fa2d0.jpg

Wildflower
Wildflower 10/9/2014 photo 500-DSC_3313_zpsae555ec7.jpg


To view the complete album of images, visit my Photobucket.


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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.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Graphic Design 101: Layer Masking

I was sharing this technique with a friend and thought it worth outlining here on the blog. I will not reveal the full cover I was working on, but enough that you can see what I was trying to do.



Question:  How did I put the cowboy over the text and still fade it into the background image?

Answer:  That was a matter of creative layer masking.  Here's the final stack of layers.




I am blending two separate images into one. Notice the order of the layers (ignore my wrong layer numbers). Going from bottom to top:

Layer 1: Solid background
Layer 2: Background image
Layer 3: Text
Layer 4: Text
Layer 5: Cowboy
Layer 6: Dust Overlay

If you've worked with layer masking at all, using the Gradient tool on your layer mask always fades everything in the image. I didn't want this. I wanted the cowboy's arm and shoulders to be unaffected by any masking I did.

Here's how I protected that area:

1.) I made a selection of the background (the entire area above the cowboy). I saved this as a selection, in case I needed it again, then saved the file as a PSD.

2.) I inverted the selection and made my layer mask, thus excluding the background from my final image. (The cowboy should be inside the selection for this.)

3.) I inverted the selection again. (Now, the sky is once again inside the selection.) Leaving this selection active, I used the Gradient tool to fade the sky I had previously removed in step 2, back into the selection. The cowboy was not affected at all, but is protected by my selection.

Here's what my final layer mask looks like.



You can see the cowboy is a hard, precise edge. I can now put him over the text or any other object, but the area around the horse is faded softer into my other layers.

If you enjoyed this tutorial, let me know.


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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, October 4, 2014

Story Saturdays

First, be sure to check out the blog for a new pre-made book cover added this past week!

I have two beautiful new reviews on The Florida Irish Series. To read the full reviews visit (link1) and (link2):

"Suzanne D. Williams continues to astound me at her depth of heart and the masterful level of her writing. She draws you in and then paints a breathtaking masterpiece all around you."

99 CENT SALE:

MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM FLORIDA - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
BLUSHED - Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO
PHENOMENAL (YA) - Amazon
THE BRIDE WORE BLUE SNEAKERS (Coralee Chronicles) Book 2 - Amazon, Barnes & Noble

FREE:
The first fiction I ever wrote, originally featured on this blog, THE AMANDA SERIES, is now free at all sites, including some not listed on the blog. Amazon, Barnes & Noble This is a permanent price, so be sure to download your copy!

UPCOMING SALE:
GLASS has been temporarily delisted from all sites but Amazon. Look for it to be FREE October 22-23. These will be the ONLY days it will be free, so mark your calendars.

This story is an excellent Halloween alternative!

* a wonderful story that kept me reading until I finished the book when I should have been doing other things *  the ending is just fantastic * Old mansion, strange old women, half-truths, stormy weather, curses- and a beautiful young woman * all the elements of a cozy suspense * has an awesome spiritual theme *



NEW RELEASE:
COPS & ROBBERS. Amazon, Barnes & Noble, KOBO

Fast-paced Romantic Suspense!



“We’ll find her. If she’s as smart as you say she is, then she’s a survivor.”

But would they get there before whoever stole the paintings found out she was on their tail? Because he’d never forgive himself if they didn’t. Never. This had gone way beyond cops and robbers.

He half-smiled, then it faded. The light changed, and he hit the gas, surging ahead.

This was a man who needed a woman simply to breathe.

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Justin Cahill’s first case as a homicide detective walked into the middle of his promotion celebration wearing a very short, polka-dotted skirt and an amazing set of red heels.

Olivia Dircks. She said she’d found a body and wanted the police to know.

But when the body goes missing and she turns out to be the Commissioner’s niece as well as a professional art thief, everything changes. This case is deeper and more far-reaching than anything he expected.

Deep enough to alter the most valuable thing of all – his heart.


MY NEXT RELEASE:

I am in the process of formatting and edits on this one. This is Book 1 of a two book historical romance series entitled. "Western Women."



Here were Virgil’s vows. Here, where she could see them. With every stitch, every seam, he’d poured out his pledge, and no, she didn’t deserve it. But this wasn’t solely about her. He deserved to see his wishes fulfilled. He wanted this marriage. He wanted her, and she could give him that.

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Caught stealing from the local grocery dressed as a boy, Genevieve Nichols thought her days running had come to an end.

But then, Virgil Moses, the man responsible, says he’ll keep her secret. She’ll go home with him for now until he figures things out.

Yet her sordid past has taught her a painful lesson. No man can be trusted, not even one that, as the days pass, proves to have gentle hands and a big heart.



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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, October 1, 2014

Dare To Dream

For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry. (Hab 2:3)


When Joseph had his famous dream about greatness, the Scripture says he was seventeen years old and in a pretty good position in life. (Ge 37:2) His father loved him and his needs were supplied in abundance. (Ge 37:3)

But he did what we all do, he expected his dream to manifest immediately. He thought God's words would come to pass tomorrow and everyone around would see and marvel. It didn't work out that way. In fact, his brothers became so angry they threw him into a pit in the ground, taking his most prized possession, then changed their minds and sold him into slavery.




Life has a way of sending us backwards from the dream we have in our head. We thought we'd be successful by now, have everything God promised, without having to make much effort. Yet, like Joseph, what was given to us at seventeen was for an "appointed time" in our lives.

Joseph was thirty-seven when his dream was fulfilled.* That's twenty years where everything he thought would happen instantly, didn't. He was promoted as a slave, only to be tossed in jail. (Ge 39:9,20) It seemed he couldn't get ahead for falling down. But notice this, the dream still came true.

At seventeen, he didn't need greatness. He wasn't mature enough to handle it, as evidenced by his bragging to his brothers. (Ge 37:5,9) He had to grow up first and become the man God wanted him to become, at the time God needed him to be mature, in the place God planned for his dream to come to fulfillment.

Because the fact is, sometimes, instant isn't best for us.

I am much stronger for having exercised my faith to leave home without fear than I would ever have been had God simply made me well. Don't get me wrong. God does heal instantly. But had He done that for me, I would have continued in my previous behavior and not been grateful for the gift of mental strength I gained. I now know I am capable of facing fear and continuing to walk because I've already done so.

Let's be clear though. God at no time put me at the bottom in order to lift me up. God didn't want Joseph hated by his brothers, didn't desire for him to suffer for twenty years in Pharaoh's household. That is what happened, but if Joseph had kept silent about his dream and thought about it in his heart instead, it would have still come true.


We ask, "Why me, God?" or "Why not now?" or "How long before ...?" this or that happens. And, in the long run, may not always know the answer. The dream God gave us may seem miles, years, away. In fact, we've gone backwards instead of forwards. But God has a hand on us and knows exactly how to get us to that moment in time, as long as we dare to believe it.

That's the most important truth. Not giving up. Always walking by faith. And never looking at the troubles of life as an end to the dream, but instead, a bump in the road on the way to its completion.

God is not a man, that he should lie; neither the son of man, that he should repent: hath he said, and shall he not do it? or hath he spoken, and shall he not make it good?  (Numbers 23:19)


*Albert Barnes' Notes on the Bible, e-sword.net



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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.

Story Saturdays

This month's FREE BOOK to email subscribers will be a recent release under my pen name, Josephine McCutcheon . This is a line of swee...