A Minute in My Life
I’m in the kitchen. On the stove is a relatively healthy dinner–chicken, broccoli, rice.I’m fantasizing about the banana cake with cream cheese icing in the fridge.
I glance outside. Sunny. Good. A few minutes ago it looked kind of dark, and I have clothes on the line.
I glance outside. Sunny. Good. A few minutes ago it looked kind of dark, and I have clothes on the line.
Downstairs I hear the kids playing. My husband’s keeping an eye on them, but I still keep an ear tuned in. I can't help it. It's the mommy-thing.
My brain’s trying to turn it into a scene from a novel . . . maybe even work it into the page up on my computer downstairs.
While the microwave hums and the chicken sizzles, I’m washing yesterday’s dishes.(Okay, a few from the day before that, too. But only the ones that wouldn’t fit in the dishwasher;-)
Maybe, if I wash faster than the chicken cooks, I can squeeze in a chapter of the latest Nora Roberts.
While the microwave hums and the chicken sizzles, I’m washing yesterday’s dishes.(Okay, a few from the day before that, too. But only the ones that wouldn’t fit in the dishwasher;-)
Maybe, if I wash faster than the chicken cooks, I can squeeze in a chapter of the latest Nora Roberts.
Only, of course, so I get back to my to-read pile of Christian fiction that I need to review.
Suddenly I hear the unmistakable sound of hard rain on the metal roof of my porch. Screeching, I abandon dishes and chicken and dash out to the line.
Rain pelts my shoulders.
Suddenly I hear the unmistakable sound of hard rain on the metal roof of my porch. Screeching, I abandon dishes and chicken and dash out to the line.
Rain pelts my shoulders.
The sun still shines brightly.
My clothes are getting soaked. And I pause with my hands on the clothespins to think, “Hey. I bet there’s a rainbow.”
My clothes are getting soaked. And I pause with my hands on the clothespins to think, “Hey. I bet there’s a rainbow.”
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What can I say? This little snippet defines me pretty well. I'm an optimist, always looking for those rainbows--even in the midst of my chaotic world.
God bless--and have fun!
An Actual Bio (sigh)
Roseanna M. White grew up in the mountains of West Virginia. After attending college at St. John's in Annapolis and studying everything from philosophy to physics, she moved back to the Maryland side of those same mountains. A member of ACFW, a historical group called HisWriters, Biblical Fiction Writers, HEWN Marketing, and the senior reviewer for the Christian Review of Books, Roseanna's days are filled.
When she isn't at her computer, she's focused on being a wife, mommy to two small children, and chasing dusty bunnies back under her couch where they belong. Roseanna has two Biblical fiction titles out with WhiteFire Publishing (A Stray Drop of Blood and Jewel of Persia) and her Summerside title, Love Finds You in Annapolis, Maryland, will be releasing December 2011.
