That's right! I'm not only posting three posts in one week (click here and here to read them :)) but I'm also doing two posts in one day! Let me explain why...
For the last few posts, I've been scheduling them to go up ahead of time, just in case I can't make it to WiFi...this is not one such post :) Yesterday, I got a phone call from my local printer and they told me...
"The Rivers of Sorrow is ready for pick up! Here is your total..."
That's right! As of right now, The Rivers of Sorrow is available for purchase! For $14.00+ $3.00 s/h, the 3rd installment of The Battle for Heritage Series could be yours! I can hardly believe it! I've literally been working on this book for five years! Five! And to finally be able to hold it in my hands...unless you've published a book, you've know idea what that feels like :)
To celebrate the release, I've got a few goodies for you! An excerpt from the story, and some of my favorite quotes from the book! Enjoy!
From Chapter 1
January 4th, 1863
“Now, march right over to that tree, Yank. Keep them hands where I can see them!”
Confederate Lieutenant Richard Mason rubbed his eyes. “What now?” he mumbled as the shouting continued. He glanced at his pocket watch: 3:46 A.M. January 4th, 1863, was already upon them.
Groaning, Richard kicked off his blanket and stepped out into the cold Virginia night. “What’s going on out here?” he demanded, not at all happy to be losing sleep because of a troublesome federal prisoner.
Sgt. Tyler Nace turned and saluted his lieutenant and friend. “Sorry to disturb you, Lt. Mason. This yank tried to escape. Cpl. Calling sounded the alarm and we cornered him here. Calling had to shoot before he would surrender, sir.”
Richard frowned as blood dripped from the federal soldier’s left arm. “Sgt. Mason is on duty. Have him see to the fed’s arm. I want the prisoner secured for the night. Double the guard.”
“Yes, sir,” Tyler and Cpl. Jeremiah Calling said in unison, saluting. They led the prisoner to the infirmary. Sgt. Seth Mason moved from tent to tent, treating the wounded as needed. He too was aggravated with the escapee.
Richard’s younger brother checked over the wound. “Clean through. Jeremy, you saved his arm.”
The prisoner remained silent. Tyler studied him, noting the flash in the middle-aged man’s eyes. He’s probably pretty upset about being held prisoner by boys, Tyler thought. He’s old enough to be our father!
Seth finished tying off the bandage. “There, that’ll do it.” Seth winced and held his head. “Do I ever have a headache!”
“You need to get some sleep,” Jeremy stated in his to-the-point way. “You work too hard and too late. Go get some sleep.”
“Later. I’ve still got two tents to check. And after that I need to get these shoes to Eddie,” he said, jerking his thumb towards a pair of used brogans sitting on the desk.
“He could sure use them,” Tyler remarked. “He hasn’t complained, but I know his feet are about froze. He’s been walking around in his socks the last few days.”
Jeremy shook his head and pushed the prisoner toward the tent opening. Tyler joined them outside and the trio made their way back to the prisoners’ hold. Tyler nodded to the guards as they climbed the steps and opened the door.
“I tried,” the prisoner told his groaning comrades. Tyler pushed him past the group and led him to a separate room. They couldn’t risk the prisoner causing an uprising.
Titus Mallory, a Confederate sergeant, arrived to help guard. He walked among the soldiers keeping a sharp eye on them. There wouldn’t be trouble on his watch.
Morning light found the soldiers no warmer than the night before. Winter camp had been made around Moss Neck at Camp Winder following bloody fighting at Fredericksburg on December 13th, 1862.
Richard put on his hat and mounted his horse, Champion. He urged the handsome stallion into a run as they headed for his commander’s headquarters.
Major Alexander “Sandie” Pendleton looked up as Richard entered. “Morning, Lt. Mason. Gen. Jackson’s been waiting for you.”
Richard doffed his hat and nodded as Pendleton checked to see if the General was ready for him. “You may go on in, Lieutenant,” Pendleton said.
Richard saluted Lt. Gen. Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson as he entered the room. Jackson returned his salute. “Do have a seat, Lieutenant.” Richard fought the desire to rake his fingers through his dark auburn hair. When Stonewall stared at him like he was now, Richard imagined the general could see right through him.
Stonewall sifted through his papers. “I hear you and your command had a bit of excitement during the late fighting.”
Richard took a deep breath and replied, “Yes, sir. Two brigades were divided, but God pieced us all back together.”
Something of a smile hinted at the older man’s lips. “Indeed, He did. Our ever-kind Heavenly Father smiled on us during this campaign.” He shuffled through the papers and laid them aside. “Your Capt. Baines is up for a promotion to Major, Lt. Mason.”
He watched Richard’s expression. Noticing a slight change of his countenance, he asked, “Are you disappointed? Perhaps you believe your captain unworthy of the honor to be bestowed upon him.”
“Oh, no, sir!” Richard assured him. “I only feel sorry for our company. Capt. Baines is an inspiring leader, and I wish he could remain in its command. But I do not begrudge him the honor. I suppose to wish him back is selfishness on my part.”
Jackson nodded slowly. “It is. But hardly to be unexpected.” Silence stole over them. Jackson leaned forward and clasped his hands. “Have you a suggestion for company commander?”
Richard thought a moment. “Lt. Tucker would do well, sir…the campaigns of last year were unkind to our officers, sir. There were many wounded or killed, and others had to take spots in other companies.”
“Is Tucker a trustworthy man?” the general inquired.
“To the utmost, sir. By seniority it belongs to him.”
The general nodded again. “The men have elected you.”
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And now for some quotes...
Well, that's all for now! Hope you have a fantastic weekend and please, tell your friends about The Rivers of Sorrow!
Writing for Him,
Hello again! I know, two posts in one week! That’s because yesterday’s was a bonus post and I already had this one planned so…You either benefit or suffer more, however you want to look at it 😊
And he spake this parable unto certain which trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and despised others: Two men went up into the temple to pray; the one a Pharisee, and the other a publican. The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself, God, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican. I fast twice in the week, I give tithes of all that I possess. And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying, God be merciful to me a sinner. I tell you, this man went down to his house justified rather than the other: for every one that exalteth himself shall be abased; and he that humbleth himself shall be exalted.
We’ve all read the story of the Pharisee and the Publican. We would all like to believe we are like the publican, acknowledging our fault and pleading for the mercy of God. But how many times do we act more like the Pharisee?
We are so concerned with sins of others that we forget to examine our own. And could it be that we are allowing this attitude into our prayers? We pray for others and we should; there is nothing wrong with that. But are we forgetting to pray for our own spiritual growth? That we would draw closer to God?
Pride is listed as one of the abominations that God hates in the Bible and an attitude of “At least I’m not like them,” is certainly pride. And God cannot hear a prayer prayed in pride…so when we fall into this snare, who are we praying to?
According to our text, we are praying with ourselves! What a horrible thought! Our prayers are not heard and we are praying with only ourselves to hear it. What a sobering idea. While we “know” this simple truth, I wonder how many really know it. For if we really took it to heart, I think we’d see a change in our prayer life!
Of course, all our prayers are not prayed in pride, I know that. When we sincerely pray as the publican did, we have the blessed assurance that God hears our prayers. What a consolation! He hears and finds pleasure in the prayer given by a humble heart.
Keep this in mind next time you go to pray…perhaps we should begin our prayer asking God to protect us from the sin of pride!
Have a blessed day!
P.S. As many of you know, the Gettysburg portion of my story took me the longest to write/revise/edit. One of my original storylines included Seth being chased across a field (in the dark) on horseback by Union pickets…who may or may not have injured him in their eagerness to catch a spy…😉 Another story line had two family members meeting up on the field of battle…only one of them didn’t realize the other was there until it was too late (don’t worry, nobody died, just got hurt a little ☹) Who do you think they were? Tune in next time for another WIP snippet!
Hello again! Thank you for returning for another history post! I’m continuing with a series I began last year (Joining up and Drummers can be found by clicking on the links!) At times it can be difficult to find the information you need without reading a hundred books and finding a snip here and there. It’s my goal to compile here on the blog a little of the information I’ve learned so you won’t have to hunt and peck as much! Hope this helps!
(Be sure and read all the way to the end for a special "P.S." note!)
Like everyone, soldiers had to eat. But have you ever given thought to what exactly they were eating during the War Between the States? Well, it certainly wasn’t anything to get excited about.
First, we’ll look at the federal fare. One ration that was common was a preserved meat that tasted so bad, the men called it “embalmed beef.” Another ration was “desiccated” vegetables, cubed, dried out veggies that required soaking for hours before they could be eaten. It may have contained carrots, turnips, and parsnips, but it is said to have tasted like straw. The soldiers called them “desecrated” vegetables.
They also received salt pork, dried apples, beans, and rice. Often, they would steal whatever they could from the southern countryside as they went, though the worst account of this was during Sherman’s march to the sea. The federals took all they could carry and burned what they couldn’t.
Confederate soldiers made due with poorer rations, especially as the war continued. At the beginning, they drew either beef or pork rations, cornmeal, peas and rice, coffee and sugar when it could be gotten. As the war came to its final days, Southern soldiers made do with bark, leaves, roots and worse.
A favorite treat of the Stonewall Brigade was Corkscrew Bread. After mixing a dough of flour, baking powder, salt, lard or meat drippings, milk (when they could get it) and water, they would take two forked sticks and plant them on either side of the fire pit. Then they would wind the dough around a green stick in a corkscrew shape. The sick would then be propped on the forked sticks and turned until every side was crisp. Then, they would slide the bread off the stick and enjoy.
And of course, on both sides, there was the famous hardtack. This flour and water cracker was unsalted most of the time and hard as a rock. The soldiers would soak them in broth or coffee before they ate them. They could be called the Civil War MRE (Meal Ready to Eat).
If you would like to read more on the subject, I do have some books that I have found quite helpful.
The Civil War for Kids by Janis Herbert
A Pocket History of the Civil War by Martin F. Graham
These two are histories in general and include lots of valuable information, but I do not recommend them if you are studying the cause of the war as both have incorrect information. But their camp life and battle facts are spot on!
The last two books are recipe books. Please note, I do not condone cooking all the recipes inside, as some call for alcohol. I am a firm believer that alcohol ruins lives and is forbidden in the Scriptures.
Civil War Period Cookery by Robert W. Pelton
The Virginia Housewife by Mrs. Mary Randolph
I hope you found this article useful! Why not look up some 1860’s recipes and give them a try. For fun, my siblings and I made hardtack and love it, though we salted ours and didn’t let it cook long enough to get too hard 😊
Until Next Time,
P.S. Now, for our snippet of information on “The Rivers of Sorrow.” The book weighs in at 327 pages and 89,732 words 😊 35 chapters round out this book. One of the chapters is entitled “The Hero.” Who do you think the hero is?
Hello everyone! Another month has gone by! Time sure does fly when you are having fun, right? That was certainly true for my family this month! So without further ado, let’s get into today’s goodies!
Again, we were local this month, hitting churches in Salisbury, Charlotte, Aberdeen and Archdale, to name a few! I was privileged to assist a lady in downloading the FBN App on her phone (Something you should do if you haven’t already!), something I haven’t done very much. I’m more of a computer person than a phone person 😊
June and July promise to be very busy, with some travel coming up. Very excited!
Y’all…It’s at the printers as I type! The Rivers of Sorrow revisions, which I have been slaving over since 2016, have finally come to an end! The book is set to release sometime around the middle of the month, an exact date has not yet been set though. Keep your eyes peeled!
Now, I am focusing on getting blog posts written up for y’all to enjoy, as well as prep book 4 for rewrites. I am also participating in Go Teen Writers 100 for 100 writing challenge, working on a little story idea I have for the far distance future…I just need to get some of it on paper while it’s on my mind. I do not indorse everything on Go Teen Writers’ Website, but they do have some great resources!
So many neat things happened this month! I got to see the Goodyear Blimp go over my house, I had my first eye appointment (Thank the Lord, nothing's wrong with my eyes! Just a little strained from working on the computer), and most importantly, JERUSALEM BECAME THE CAPITOL OF ISRAEL! Yes, I'm slightly excited about that ;)
For my birthday, which was this past week, my family took me on a day long trip to the NC Zoo! We haven’t been in nearly ten years, and we had a blast. Below are some sneak peeks of the trip!
A lady at the zoo informed us that they are planning to add an Asia exhibit and an Australia exhibit in the near future!
On Memorial Day, we attended the Thomasville Memorial Day Parade. Below are a few pictures. It wasn’t as big this year, thanks to a flash flood warning…it never came 😊
I decided to give y’all three more Historical Fiction Writing Prompts. I hope you’ve found them helpful and a fun inspiration!
And last but not least…the cover reveal…and no, I am not going to be one of those super mean authors that makes you scroll down to see the picture.
What do you think? I’m super excited for this book to release and I plan to give you little tidbits of info on the book in the next few posts. If you missed any of this month’s posts, I’ve included a round-up for you below!
April Wrap Up // Plus 3 Writing Prompts for You!
Book Review // Moby Dick
10Totally Random Facts About...Stonewall Jackson!
Writing 101 // I Have a Story...Now What? The Brainstorming Stage Pt. 1
Happy Memorial Day!
Hope everyone has a blessed June! Let the adventure begin!
Hello everyone and happy May Day! This month is my favorite :) I'm a May baby and my birthday always falls around Memorial Day, so it can't get much better than that can it?
Today, I'm giving you a brief update on how things went last month and giving you something you may or may not have seen out there before. So let's get started!
As you know, my family and I represent the Fundamental Broadcasting Network full time, so we've been doing a lot of traveling this month! We didn't venture out of North Carolina, but we made several contacts and were able to give out a lot of information! The people were very receptive and several want us to come back some time. Also, my dad got asked twice to preach, just because we dropped in!
Okay...wait for it...The Rivers of Sorrow is out of the Team Edit Stage! YEAH! Last week, I delivered copies to all but one of my final editors. I am so excited! Stay tuned for a release date!
Also, I was able to get a reprint ordered for Coffee Shop Christmas (I only have 9 copies on hand) and I got new business cards!
Now, for the fun part!
I love story prompts, but one thing I haven't been able to find is Historical Fiction prompts. They probably are out there, but I just haven't found them. So, I thought I'd give you a few I came up with, just for fun :)
So, feel free to have fun with those! Tweak them as you see fit and let them inspire that twist in your story that you needed. If your not writing a story, give it a shot! 2,000 words is a pretty good short story. And who knows...it might inspire you to write more!
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