Saddle Up for Adventure: Exploring the Timeless Allure of Western Tales

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Welcome To Our Guest Blogger – Heidi McGill!

There’s something undeniably captivating about the wild, untamed landscapes of the American West. The rugged mountains, endless plains, and dusty trails have long been the backdrop for stories of courage, adventure, and the relentless pursuit of freedom. In my novella, “Stitched on My Heart”, we find ourselves immersed in a story that perfectly embodies the spirit of the western genre—a tale of resilience, hope, and love forged in the face of adversity.

The Call of the Open Frontier

At the heart of every great Western story lies the spirit of exploration and the allure of the unknown. In Stitched on My Heart, Delphina, a woman born into slavery, embarks on a perilous journey to the Wild West in search of freedom and a fresh start. The open frontier offers her a chance to escape the chains of her past and envision a future filled with promise. Her journey is not just a physical one but also an emotional and spiritual quest for a life where she can live freely and serve others, despite the immense challenges she faces.

Heroes of Grit and Resilience

Western tales are renowned for their memorable protagonists—individuals defined by grit, resilience, and unwavering moral compass. Delphina embodies these qualities as she navigates the harsh realities of life in the West. Despite being left vulnerable and alone, her gentle strength and determination to provide for her daughter, Mary Ellen, make her a true Western heroine. Alongside her stands Moses, a freedman whose towering frame is matched only by the size of his heart. His unwavering support and love for Delphina demonstrate the resilience required to thrive in a world fraught with uncertainty.

Conflict, Justice, and Redemption

The Western genre masterfully explores themes of justice and redemption, and Stitched on My Heart is no exception. Delphina’s journey is one of finding her place in a society that often seeks to marginalize her. The novella delves into the complexities of a world where legal proof of freedom is as elusive as the justice Delphina and Moses seek. Yet, their story is also one of redemption—of finding hope, love, and a sense of belonging in a land that seems determined to keep them on the margins. Their struggle is a poignant reminder of the lengths one will go to secure a better life for themselves and their loved ones.

The Landscape as a Character

In western storytelling, the landscape is more than just a setting; it’s a character in its own right. In Stitched on My Heart, the vast, unforgiving terrains of the West shape Delphina’s journey, influencing her decisions and challenging her at every turn. The harsh beauty of the wilderness mirrors the struggles and triumphs of the characters, creating a backdrop that is both breathtaking and perilous. As Delphina and Moses navigate this landscape, they discover resilience and purpose in the most unexpected places, stitching comfort and hope into their lives.

Why We Keep Coming Back

The timeless appeal of Western narratives lies in their ability to weave adventure, drama, and profound human emotion into compelling stories. Stitched on My Heart is a prime example, offering readers a gripping tale of love, courage, and perseverance. Delphina and Moses’s story reminds us that even in the face of overwhelming odds, the human spirit can find a way to endure and flourish. This novella is not just a journey through the Wild West but a journey into the heart of what it means to be truly free.

Happy trails, fellow adventurers!

Where to Purchase Stitched on My Heart:

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   Link for Paperback

 

Heidi’s Bio

Heidi Gray McGill is a celebrated author whose award-winning Christian fiction transports readers to the rugged landscapes of the past, where faith and fortitude reign supreme. With a talent for crafting historical and contemporary tales, Heidi has penned eight compelling books, each filled with resilient characters navigating the wilds of life with God’s love as their guide.

Heidi’s writing is as bold and purposeful as the untamed West itself. She began her literary journey in March 2020. She quickly became a beacon of inspiration, weaving stories that echo the timeless themes of redemption, courage, and the transformative power of God’s love and forgiveness. Much like the pioneers of old, her characters face adversity head-on, offering readers a chance to journey alongside them, discovering healing and insight through God’s Word.

Living in a quaint town near Charlotte, NC, Heidi shares her life with her devoted husband of over three decades. When she’s not crafting stories of grit and grace, she treasures moments with her family, especially her grandsons, and finds joy in cooking, playing games, and exploring new worlds through books.

Join Heidi on her inspiring journey into the heart of the American frontier and beyond. Visit HeidiGrayMcGill.com to discover the transformative power of God’s love woven into her stories. Connect with her on social media and sign up for her newsletter to receive a free prequel to her bestselling series.

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“Wash Day Monday”

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Women have been organizing and keeping house from the beginning of recorded time. However, several centuries back, universal housekeeping regimes were adopted in England. These schedules were shared mother-to-daughter and sister-to-sister until they were widely accepted. Nursery rhymes even incorporated them.

Ivory Soap added a Mother Goose rhyme about washing on Monday to one of their ads (below). In Laura Ingalls Wilder’s book Winter Days in the Big Woods, the author notes the following schedule for homemakers:

              • Wash on Monday
              • Iron on Tuesday
              • Mend on Wednesday
              • Churn on Thursday
              • Clean on Friday
              • Bake on Saturday
              • Rest on Sunday

As a lover of history, I’m fascinated by these rituals in which our early sisters partook. However, while doing my research I came across a slightly different variation of the poem and the reasoning behind it that made perfect sense.

              • Wash on Monday
              • Iron on Tuesday
              • Bake on Wednesday
              • Brew on Thursday  
              • Churn on Friday  
              • Mend on Saturday
              • Church on Sunday

It’s worth noting that “brewing” was not so that early American homemakers could get tipsy. These were not early “desperate housewives!” It was necessary because settlers were told not to trust the water. So, they would brew and drink apple cider instead. Thompson notes that once the water controversy was cleared up, “Thursday was designated as marketing day.” Another transition happened when farmers began providing dairy products and it became unnecessary to have a segregated day for churning. “This relieved the city dwellers of churning and making cheeses on Friday, and they began using this day for housecleaning.”

However, the wash day process started days ahead of the actual washing.

On Saturdays, the laundry was gathered, sorted, and mended. Any rips or tears were sewn, socks darned. On Sundays, the clothing was then soaked overnight in warm water, of with a bit of soap, baking soda, or lye.

Once Monday arrived, the real work began. Women would rise early, gather a great deal of fuel for the fire, and haul many gallons of water to fill their wash, soaking, and rinse tubs, then they would go through the following steps:

  • wash clothes right side out, including applying soap and scrubbing on a washboard.
  • wring to rid clothes of excess water
  • wash the clothes inside out, including applying soap and scrubbing again on the washboard.
  • wring to rid clothes of excess water
  • boil the clothes in soapy water, agitating them with long sticks.
  • wring again
  • rinse clothes in fresh, clean water to remove all traces of soap.
  • wring once more
  • dry on clothesline, a nearby bush, or even laid flat in the grass

     

Whew!!! All I can say is as much as I’d want to travel in a wagon train…thank goodness for my Maytag washer and dryer!!!

In addition, it was also necessary to “blue” the laundry to rid the fabrics of the yellowing that came with age, washing, and wear. Bluing could be found in stores and mercantiles in the later 1800s. A bit of bluing would be added to the water causing the eye to see less of the yellow, and instead, see more of the white.

Other bleaching agents were buttermilk or turpentine for cotton material and ammonia for flannel material.

And just when you thought wash day was over, there was still starching and ironing to be done. Starch would be mixed with water, the clean, dry clothing submerged in the mix, and then wrung out again. Once the clothes were almost dry, a sadiron would be heated on the stove until hot, then applied to the clothing to remove the wrinkles. From my own memories, I recall my mother sprinkling liquid starch on my father’s Sunday white shirts, rolling them up before them in a plastic bag and refrigerating them until she was ready to iron.

Folding the clothes and putting away the clothes was the final step.

Imagine doing all this while chasing after the children, getting meals on the table, and doing a myriad of other things?

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To win a $10 Amazon Gift Card answer the question below:

Were you aware of all the steps it took to wash clothes in the 1800s?

He was the most stubborn and prideful man she’d ever met.
She was a busybody who stuck her nose in his business at every turn!
With Christmas on the horizon, Claire McAllister has far too much to do to entertain dreams of a husband and family. Even if she feels inclined to help Lincoln Wyse outwit his three mischievous young daughters, it’s impossible to imagine the handsome widower seeing her as anything but a scolding schoolteacher.

Even though the pretty schoolteacher never turned a favorable eye to him, Linc Wyse’s heart skipped a beat whenever she pinned him with her mesmerizing green eyes. Beautiful or not, Claire McAllister was a meddling spinster who placed judgments on him and his family.

Yet, neither one can imagine how three little, mischievous matchmakers and a magical Christmas Eve sleigh ride will open their eyes to love…or how the Lord will awaken their faith and hope.

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Heidi McGill Comes to Visit Friday!

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Miss Heidi McGill returns on Friday, September 13, 2024 for an interesting look at western romance novels. She breaks each element down in a way that’s easy to understand this deep attraction we have.

She has a new book to tell us about as well. PLUS, she’s bringing a copy to giveaway!

I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to lollygag around come Friday.

If you do, you’re liable to miss out and that’s a fact.

 

Turning My Hero into a Cowboy & A Giveaway

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When I first met my husband, he was very anti-cowboy. Except for the Dallas football team. 
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Got him to “try on” the cowboy look a couple years ago for our 30th anniversary.
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Despite being raised in Texas, he hated country music and wanted nothing to do with trucks. He preferred sporty cars and high tech gadgets. But after over 30 years of living with me, he’s slowly turning into my very own cowboy hero. I got him into a pair of Wrangler jeans a couple years ago, then he bought himself a pair of boots for my birthday this year.
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Here we are boot-to-boot during my birthday trip to Wildcatter Ranch.
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And this month he traded in his sporty car for a . . . truck!
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Now, there still won’t be any country music twanging from the speakers, and there is a whole host of high tech gadgets for him to play with, but it’s still a truck. A BIG truck. The side mirrors are taller than I am.
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His old car was starting to fall apart and we both want to get a travel trailer eventually, so we decided we’d take the first step by getting the truck that will pull the trailer whenever we can afford to buy that piece of the travel puzzle.
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But for now, I’m enjoying watching my man embrace the inner cowboy he never knew was there.
Giveaway!
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This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending the American Christian Fiction Conference in New Orleans. While I was there I got to enjoy lunch with two of my P&P Filly Sisters – Winnie and Mary.
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Also, while I was there, I had the opportunity to pick up a couple of free books. I thought I’d share the fun with one of our P&P readers. Leave a comment for a chance to win these two romantic suspense books set in the west.
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Do you have cowboys/cowgirls in your family, or do most of your cowboy friends live inside books?

Have We Been Told the Truth About Custer’s Last Stand? Grab a chair and come on in. Let’s chat!

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Howdy!

I hope each and every one of you is doing well on this 9th day in September.  We have beautiful skies here, but it is a little colder than usual for this time of year.  Well today I thought I’d share a little bit of history with you, almost straight-from-the-horse’s-mouth.

Ah, Custer’s Last Stand.

I know we have probably all seen some movie or another about Custer’s Last Stand.  Or if not a movie, one might have read a book on the subject.

Well, here I sit with a book entitled, Pretty-Shield, Medicine Woman of the Crow by Frank B. Linderman. To the left is a picture of Pretty Shield and her husband, Goes-ahead.  Both of them were older in this picture, but Pretty Shield’s husband, Goes-ahead, in his younger days, was a scout for Custer and was present on the day of the Little Bighorn Battle, sometimes called Custer’s Last Stand.

After the fight, Goes Ahead returned home — after some fighting along the way — and told this story to his wife, Pretty Shield of what he saw of the battle and how Custer died.

 

Below and to the right is a picture of Goes-ahead as a young man.  Pretty Shield begins her story telling Mr. Linderman that she was a young woman when Sun-of-morning-star (Custer) fought the Lakota.  Many Crow warriors went with General Terry and about a hundred and fifty more went with Geneal Crook (who got whipped by Crazy Horse and his warriors).

Many of the blue soldiers (military men) came on a Fire-boat (steamship) on the Elk (Yellowstone) River and asked the chief if some of their wolves (scouts) would scout for them.  A council was held and the chief and several scouts agreed to help the blue soldiers.  One of them was Pretty Shield’s husband, Goes-ahead.

Pretty Shield tells the story of two Crow women who fought with General Crook at the Rosebud.  She gives much detail about these two women who fought and won.  She makes a point of saying the men will not tell this story, but there were two women who fought that day.

So now we come to the part of the story about Son-of-the-morning-star.  Their were six Crow warriors with Custer that day, Goes-ahead (her husband), White-swan, Half-yellow-face, Hairy-moccasin, White-man-runs-him and Curly.  Her man, Goes-ahead and White-man-runs-him and Hairy-moccasin were ahead of Custer

Of course, soon the three scouts in advance could see that there were more Lakota and Cheyenne warriors in their large camp than the soldiers had bullets taken all together.  This they told to Custer, but he didn’t listen to them.  Instead, he asked if they knew of a good place to camp.  They did.  It was at a place called Thompson Creek.

To the left is another picture of Goes-ahead as a young man.

When morning came, the Crow scouts were out before the soldiers were awake and came to see the Lakota/Cheyenne camp.  Goes-ahead told his wife, Pretty Shield, that he had never seen such a camp that big.  They, of course, went and told this to Custer, but he would not listen.

Pretty Shield also makes a point that her man, Goes-ahead said that Son-of-morning-star was drinking too often from a bottle that had a straw.  Another scout, Two-bodies told Custer he could yet get away, but again, Custer wouldn’t listen.

Goes-ahead then stripped himself for battle (in battle, the Indians usually stripped down to breechcloth and moccasins because they wanted nothing in their way when in the midst of battle.  Curly, who said he was sick ran away.  Pretty Shield says she knows these things are true because her man, Goes-ahead was with Custer and this is the story he told: I am now quoting from the book, page 236:

“My man, Goes-ahead, was with Son-of-the-morning-star when he rode down to the water of the Little Bighorn.  He heard a Lacota call out to Two-bodies [Mitch Boyer, an interpreter], who rode beside Son-of-the-morning-star, and say ‘Go back, or you will die.’

“But Son-of-the-morning-star did not go back.  He went ahead, rode into the water of the Little Bighorn, with Two-bodies on one side of him, and his flag on the other — and he died there, died in the water of the Little Bighorn, with Two-bodies, and the blue soldier carrying his flag.

The story goes on with how Goes-ahead left when Custer fell, but also tells of how he and the other scouts eventually retreated, fighting another battle along the way.

Pretty Shield ends her story thusly — and again I am quoting from the book:

“Yes,” she said, her voice trailing off to a murmur, “my man, Goes-ahead, was afraid that day; but he did not lie to me.  The monument that white men have set up to mark the spot where Son-of-the-morning-star fell down, is a lie.  He fell in the water,” she whispered, as though to the shade (or shadow — spirit) of her man Goes-ahead.

“Her attitude affected me (Linderman) deeply.”

And thus ends the story from the mouth of one of the Crow scouts who saw Custer fall at the Battle of Little Bighorn that day.

I’d love to hear your thoughts about this bit of history which has been rewritten in movies and several books, none of which are true–if Goes-ahead, who was there and swears this story is true– says it happened differently.

I hope you have enjoyed this little bit of history.

As I close this blog for today, i thought I should tell you that the entire Medicine Man series is on sale for today only.

SHE STEALS MY BREATH — on sale for $0.99

 

SHE CAPTURES MY HEART — on sale for $0.99

 

SHE PAINTS MY SOUL — on sale for $2.99

 

SHE BRINGS BEAUTY TO ME — on sale for $3.49

Only at Amazon.  Now might be a good time to pick up your copy of each book in the series.

Amazon link to the series page:  https://tinyurl.com/medicinemanseries

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Winnie’s Winners!

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A great big thank you to everyone who stopped by to leave a comment on my Monday post. I truly appreciate all the kind words about my upcoming and older releases. So much so that I decided to (randomly) select three winners. And they are:

Diana Hardt
Patricia B.
Becki
Congratulations ladies. Select which of my books you’d like to have (you can find them listed HERE) and send me the title along with your mailing info and I’ll get your prize on out to you.
AN AMISH CHRISTMAS MATCH – Releases September 24

Can one Amish woman give a struggling widower with five rowdy brothers a helping hand—and chance at love—this Christmas season?

Phoebe Kropf knows everyone thinks she’s a bit odd—and more than a little accident-prone. She doesn’t understand why they fuss over her at home rather than see her as a bright, independent Amish woman. So when a friend asks Phoebe to help care for a house full of young men in nearby Sweetbrier Creek, she leaps at the chance to prove she’s more than her shortcomings . . .

Widower Seth Beiler is in over his head with his five orphaned brothers to care for and all the Christmas orders his woodworking shop needs to fulfill. When he asked for help with some cooking and cleaning, he wasn’t expecting a housekeeper as unconventional—or lovely—as Phoebe. Yet her warm care and fun holiday traditions win the brothers’ hearts one by one. And soon the farmhouse finally starts to feel like home again. When the Christmas season and Phoebe’s time there is nearly at an end, will Seth convince her that the greatest gift would be her staying . . . as part of their family?

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An Amish Christmas Match

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Hello everyone, Winnie Griggs here. We’re just 15 days away from the release of my next Amish romance – An Amish Christmas Match! This is the first book in my new Sweetbrier Creek series, featuring the six  Beiler brothers.

Seth Beiler, the oldest of the brothers, is actually a half brother to the other five. And he’s  been  more or less responsible for raising his five brothers for the last 14 years, ever since he was 16 years old. He takes this responsibility very seriously and his only escape is the time he spends in his workshop handcrafting wooden chess sets.

Phoebe Kropf has been living with undiagnosed dyslexia and is tired of the low expectations her well-meaning family and friends have for her. When she receives a request to spend 5 weeks as housekeeper for the Beilers she jumps at the chance to try to prove herself to a group of people who don’t know her and have no idea of her ‘failings’

I loved writing about these two individuals who were weighted down by their pasts and looking for a way to be recognized and appreciated for who they truly are.

Below is an excerpt from the middle of the book where Phoebe and Seth’s relationship is starting to change. The setup here is Phoebe is calling her mother for some information and she has asked Seth to accompany her to write it all down for her.

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Phoebe’s irritation faded. Mamm might think of her as a kinner, but she was patient and loving still. “Danke, but that won’t be necessary. I have someone here who will write it down for me. His name is Seth Beiler and I’m going to give him the phone now so you can speak directly to him.” And with that she passed the receiver to Seth.

As soon as Seth began speaking to her mamm Phoebe realized she should have swapped places with him and stepped outside the shanty, no matter how cold and windy it was. With him drawing closer to be able to hear her mamm and write the information down, the shanty quickly felt crowded. They weren’t touching exactly, but his presence seemed to fill the small space and she had nowhere to go.

She was surrounded by the scent of wood and stain and him, by the sound of his rich voice, by the sight of his strong hands flowing fluidly across the paper as he wrote down the addresses. Where the shanty had felt cold a moment ago, Phoebe now found it almost uncomfortably warm. She had to fight to control her breathing, to not let it turn into gasps.

These feelings were new, unexpected, unsettling. What was wrong with her?

Seth finally turned back to her and held the receiver out. “I have all the information written down. Your mamm would like to speak to you again.”

It took Phoebe a moment to react, then she quickly nodded and accepted the handset, fumbling it a moment before recovering. To her relief Seth stepped back and gave her some space. But she found she now missed his presence.

The cold air cleared her head, and she focused on the telephone. “Hello.”

From the corner of her eye she saw Seth walk off. No doubt he was in a hurry to get back to work. Hopefully he hadn’t noticed too much out of the ordinary in her reaction.

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Seth left her to say her goodbyes and headed back to his workshop. He’d wait to address her Christmas cards for her when he went back to the house for lunch.

Right now he needed to put some distance between them.

There’d been a moment back there in the shanty when he’d felt…something. He wasn’t ready to put a name to it yet. The hitch in Phoebe’s breathing hadn’t helped things either.

But now that he’d stepped away, had had the blast of cold wind to clear his senses, he realized it had been no more than the unexpected intimacy of that small shanty. It had been inappropriate of him to step in so close and he wouldn’t make such a mistake again.

Phoebe was under his care while she was here. As he’d told Levi, she was a guest of Edna’s and her eldre had entrusted her to his care. While she was here, she was a member of his household and should be treated as such.

With that bracing thought, he had himself back under control and continued on to his workshop.

But a niggling voice in his head said he wasn’t as in control as he was telling himself he was.

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AN AMISH CHRISTMAS MATCH – Releases September 24

Can one Amish woman give a struggling widower with five rowdy brothers a helping hand—and chance at love—this Christmas season?

Phoebe Kropf knows everyone thinks she’s a bit odd—and more than a little accident-prone. She doesn’t understand why they fuss over her at home rather than see her as a bright, independent Amish woman. So when a friend asks Phoebe to help care for a house full of young men in nearby Sweetbrier Creek, she leaps at the chance to prove she’s more than her shortcomings . . .

Widower Seth Beiler is in over his head with his five orphaned brothers to care for and all the Christmas orders his woodworking shop needs to fulfill. When he asked for help with some cooking and cleaning, he wasn’t expecting a housekeeper as unconventional—or lovely—as Phoebe. Yet her warm care and fun holiday traditions win the brothers’ hearts one by one. And soon the farmhouse finally starts to feel like home again. When the Christmas season and Phoebe’s time there is nearly at an end, will Seth convince her that the greatest gift would be her staying . . . as part of their family?

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Leave a comment to be entered in  a drawing for your choice of any of my available books

 

 

Kimberley Woodhouse Has Winners!

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Thank you so much for visiting us again, Miss Kimberley. We loved chatting about places we’ve been that left an impression.

Now for the drawing………..

Three commenters will win a copy of A Hope Unburied!!

And the winners are………….

KATHY RADAR

CHERIE J

                                              SARAH GUNTER

Wow! Congratulations, ladies! Now watch for Miss Kimberley’s email and check Spam if you don’t see it.

Special Guest Kimberley Woodhouse!

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I’m so excited to be back with y’all today. It’s seriously one of my favorite places to be with some of the best readers around!

Here we are, with my 39th release – A HOPE UNBURIED – which releases on September 24! (Book number 40 releases in October and it’s the finale of my new Cyber suspense series so watch my social media for fun celebration of #40!)

A Hope Unburied is the third book in my Treasures of the Earth series where we’ve followed women in paleontology, explored faith and science, and experienced the cool piece of American History known as The Bone Wars.

Set in 1916 Utah, this story takes us to the beginnings of Dinosaur National Monument. One of the coolest places I’ve ever been. (Now, let me tell you, it’s in the middle of nowhere – but it’s AMAZING.)

If you haven’t read any of the series yet, I hope you get the chance because one of the coolest pieces of writing these books was the research I was able to do on Earl Douglass. His granddaughter Diane—now in her 80s—has become so dear to me. She gave me permission to use his quotes and poems in the books.

Earl was a fascinating man of faith who was passionate about paleontology. It was his discovery in 1909 and his tireless work for years after that brought us the amazing quarry at Dinosaur National Monument. His hope was for people to get to see the fossils not just as displays in museums, but actually still in the rock. And if you go to the Monument, that’s what you’ll get to see. There’s an entire WALL of fossils inside the welcome center where you can see and touch and read all about them.

Earl’s dream came true and generations to come will get to reap the benefits of his work.

Below is the blurb about A Hope Unburied and I hope you’ll join me in spreading the word about this next book! I’m so excited but I need all the help and love I can get.  If you’re excited too and are willing to share about it, please comment below. I’ll be giving away three copies.

Beyond the perilous landscape lies a love that defies extinction. . . .

In the bustling world of paleontology in 1916, Eliza Mills defies societal expectations to pursue her passion. Having published her early groundbreaking papers under a false name, she has finally earned her place at the Carnegie Museum and seizes the opportunity to work at Dinosaur National Monument with a renowned paleontologist. But things in Jensen, Utah, aren’t what they appear. When Eliza gets the chance to dig up bones at a ranch with a dark history, it sparks a chain of events that will rock the very fabric of her carefully constructed world.

Devin Schmitt, Eliza’s closest friend since childhood, harbors unspoken feelings for her but knows he will never be able to win her heart. Just as he vows to give her up for good, Eliza begs him to visit her in Utah for another grand adventure. He reluctantly agrees, and within a few days of his arrival, he and Eliza find themselves entangled in a web of danger where the stakes are much higher than they ever anticipated. Together, Devin and Eliza must hold on to God as their hope as they navigate a treacherous terrain of betrayal to unbury the truth and save Eliza from those who wish to see her fail.

As Kimberly mentioned, she’ll be giving away THREE print copies of  A Hope Unburied. Have you ever visited a place that made you think of something you hadn’t? Or have you been to a place that changed you? Leave a comment to be entered in this drawing!