Finalized the manuscript for my latest relationship guide today. The book will be available next month. While I'm not sharing the title at this time, here's a partial peek at the cover. (I'm such a tease!) More details coming soon.
What kind of books to kids like to read?
Cleaned up the kids’ bookshelves today, deciding what books to keep/not keep. Most interesting was the fact that the older kids (16, 15, 14, and 12) more or less universally agreed what books to keep for our younger kids (10, 8, and 5).
About one-third of the books on the shelves were deemed “boring” or “preachy” and therefore are headed to a new home. Kept the ones that were “exciting” or “fun to read” for the younger ones to enjoy. This is from four different kids with four different sets of interests, opinions, and tastes and yet they could all agree on what made a good young adult, middle grade, or young reader books.
Moral of the story: If you want kids to read, give them stories that excite their imaginations and sense of wonder and draw them in quickly. Avoid the preachy nonsense because they can smell it a mile away and won’t bother finishing it. (And if you force them to read it as part of an English class, not only will you kill their love of reading, they will tear the book and teacher to pieces as they put it in never-read-again pile.)
(Photo is of pile books headed to a new home.)
Room for Two, Chapter 16
The morning of November 10, 2002, I awoke to a pitch-black room. The sound of the wind blowing leaves across the driveway reminded me of running water. I didn’t bother looking at the clock. I instinctively knew it was much earlier than my usual five a.m. wake up.
I pulled the covers to my chin and tried to fall back asleep. It was pointless. The leaves continued to make scratching sounds as they were carried from the driveway to the street. Then the furnace kicked on with its customary clatter. Usually I would have found such noises comforting. But this morning my mind was too active and alert for them to be anything but unwelcome.
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Room for Two, Chapter 15
Two weeks before the St. George Marathon, I ran with Julianna on her last, long training run. It was the first time she had let me join her on a run over ten miles. To me it was proof that our relationship was growing stronger and that Julianna didn’t view me as a hindrance to her training.
I mapped out a twelve-mile course that snaked through the business depot. The route took us past warehouses, abandoned trains, and old ammunition bunkers. The latter was leftover from when the facility was owned and utilized by the US Army. I thought the route would be a nice change from the busy, main roads we usually ran. Being Saturday, the streets of the depot would be empty.
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Room for Two, Chapter 14
By late August, Julianna and I were spending every free moment with each other. From running early in the morning together to dinner after work, our lives slowly became one. Our conversations grew more comfortable and intimate, and soon we felt more comfortable talking about Krista, though I was still hesitant to voluntarily share information because I didn’t want Julianna to think I was comparing them. One evening I took Julianna to an out-of-the-way Chinese restaurant Krista and I had frequented when we in college.
"The food’s really good," she said near the end of our meal. "How did you know about this place?"
My first impulse was to tell a half-truth — that it was a place I learned about in college, leaving out the fact that Krista and I had lived two blocks away. I worried if I told Julianna she wouldn’t want to return because it would be something associated with Krista. But I knew that being open and honest about Krista was important. So I told the truth.
Read MoreCover Reveal for The Time Seller
Here's a first look at the cover for my next novel The Time Seller
Isn’t it delightfully creepy?
Details of the book and an exact release date will be coming soon. In the meantime, I’m looking for readers who would be interested in writing a review of the book when it comes out. In exchange for a review you’ll get a free paper copy or eBook of The Time Seller. If you’re interested, click the button below to sign up.
Room for Two, Chapter 12
The day after Jennifer returned to Arizona, Bekah invited me to dinner. I had a feeling this wasn’t just a friendly dinner invitation but an excuse to talk with me about Jennifer. I was glad for the chance. Since I was unable to talk with my family about Jennifer and wanted a sounding board for my feelings, Bekah was the perfect for that.
The meal was simple but one of my favorites: pepperoni pizza and breadsticks. Bekah and I made small talk and watched as Anderson, who was now fifteen months old, ate and played with his food. I was on my third slice of pizza when the subject of Jennifer finally arose.
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Room for Two, Chapter 11
On the flight back to Utah, I sat next to a chatty, raven-haired college student who was flying to Salt Lake to spend a week with her fiancé. While she talked about her impending nuptials and plans for the future, I thought about my relationship with Jennifer. I had hoped my visit to Arizona would either solidify my feelings for her or prove that there was nothing between us. But the trip had done neither.
Physically our relationship had taken off. The kissing, hand holding, and feeling of her warm body pressed against mine when we hugged was wonderful. Emotionally something was missing. With Krista there had been an invisible, almost magnetic, attraction to her — something that made me want to spend all of my time with her. Even after the initial euphoria of dating and marriage had worn off, long periods of time away from her were difficult. It wasn’t like that with Jennifer. After spending several days with her, I felt drained. I was looking forward to the two-week break before she was coming to Utah.
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Room for Two, Chapter 10
The 2002 Major League baseball season came with a pleasant surprise. The Detroit Tigers were scheduled to play a three-game series against the Arizona Diamondbacks in Phoenix. Watching the Tigers play in person was something I always wanted to do but never had the opportunity. Since Phoenix was only an hour away by plane, I started making plans to attend at least one game.
I was excited not only to see the Tigers play but at the chance to see Jennifer again. Over the last few months our friendship has blossomed. We spend about an hour a day talking on the phone and sent several e-mails to each other while at work.
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Room for Two, Chapter 9
The first time I saw Julianna Taylor, I was sitting on the back pew of the chapel where the few single people in our church tended to congregate. The Sunday service had ended, and the congregation began to move toward the exits. Through the crowd I noticed a tall woman walking up the aisle in my general direction. She wore a long, yellow dress with small, green flowers that clung to the curves of her body perfectly. Her curly hair was the color of corn silk and fell just past her shoulders. As she drew closer my fingers and toes tingled, and my heart rate quickened. I looked at her hand to see if she was wearing a ring, then scanned the people around her to see if she had come to church with another guy. As far as I could tell she was single and alone. Though I attended church weekly, I had never noticed her before and wondered if she was visiting.
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