A Minute in My Life
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, the beauty of which inspired her to begin
writing as soon as she learned to pair subjects with verbs. She spent
her middle and high school days penning novels in class, and her love of
books took her to a school renowned for them. After graduating from St. John’s College
in Annapolis, Maryland, she and her husband moved back to the Maryland
side of the same mountains they equate with home.
Roseanna is the author of two biblical novels, A Stray Drop of Blood and Jewel of Persia, and the historical romance, Love Finds You in Annapolis, Maryland. Coming in 2013 is a suspenseful historical romance from Harvest House, Ring of Secrets,
the first in the Culper Ring trilogy. She is also the senior reviewer
at the Christian Review of Books, which she and her husband founded, the
senior editor at WhiteFire Publishing, and a member of ACFW,
HisWriters, and Colonial American Christian Writers.
