Excerpt for Schooled in Murder, Book Three of Shannon Wallace Mysteries
Today, I bring you an excerpt from my soon-to-be-released book, Schooled in Murder, book three in the Shannon Wallace Mysteries. SCHOOLED IN MURDER copyright KimSmith 2016 The fear of poverty sat on me like a screaming black cat digging its claws into my guts. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I was a college graduate. I had a degree in English. I should have been a teacher with a retirement account slowly building itself a future. But God has a sense of humor and none of that had happened. If a boatload of green didn’t arrive on the horizon
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Sunday Ruminations
What do you want for Christmas? This question is asked by every family to each of its members every holiday season. It’s like a universal question. No one knows what anyone really wants. And this year, no one even remembers what anyone got last year. Are we becoming a society of wants and not needs? Has materialism really finally gotten such a foothold in this world that nobody even needs anything — they just want stuff? Stuffitis as spoken of by Dave Ramsey is that desire to own something in the misguided assumption that it will bring us unending happiness.
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Thanksgiving roundup
Well, happy Black Friday, y’all It’s only a few weeks until Christmas now. I love the month of December for many reasons, one being it is Christmas, but the other being that several of my family celebrate their birthdays. So, I am anxiously anticipating December. But for now, my Thanksgiving roundup. I went to the hospital twice yesterday. Once for a normal visit, early in the day, coming home about 12:30 – just in time to go to a friend’s house for Thanksgiving fare. Her hubby brined a turkey and baked it and it was probably the best turkey I
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Writing is like exercise
It is my experience that we exercise out of fear. Yes, that’s right, fear. The medical community tells us that if we don’t move it, we will lose it. Whatever IT is for you, for me, it is flexibility. I have to work out to keep flexible, keep my muscles able to do their job. Flab setting in doesn’t thrill me either, let me tell you. So, as I crawled out of bed today and contemplated doing some exercise, it occurred to me how a consistent writing life is like exercise. 1. You have to pace yourself. You cannot fling
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Thanksgiving Sunday
Good Sunday everyone! I hope your day is as blessed as Sunday is supposed to be. At my house, we are going to celebrate Thanksgiving with family and friends. The real holiday will be met with our absence as my hubby will be in the hospital. We hope that it will still be a day to give thanks for all our blessings. We do feel full of them even in spite of his illness. I wanted to let you know that a Gofundme site has been started for Allan and if you are interested in keeping up with the journey
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