The Writing Life – Change the World.

May 22

My husband smiled as I snapped the picture of the bookstore that shines its light in our local airport. It’s not the first time I’ve taken a photo of Book People; in fact, I’ve shared my whispered prayer about it being the place I want to see my book displayed.

Maybe it’s because I’ve spent so much time at this airport myself, and have perused the shelves longing for something that might inspire me on my journeys to destinations far and near. So I pray for the women who pass this bookstore, and I want them to know the divine beauty of their DNA, their heritage, and their impact.

The 61,500 words about the grace-filled power and influence of women are now in the hands of my acquisitions editor at Revell. And so the next journey begins. I will travel to five countries,…

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