And he watches as Sara and her father head for California and out of his life. As Joe struggles to build a place for himself on the ranch, he longs to go to Sara in search of a happy forever.

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Only with the help of God and friends will Joe be able to achieve his dream. Elisha Evans is out of luck. Betrayal and loss bring him to a cabin on Pinto Creek in the high Colorado Rockies. Just before winter hits, he finds a broken-down wagon in the snow with precious cargo inside. Perhaps, his luck is about to change. Susana Jamison does not feel so lucky. Despite being rescued by Elisha, she is challenged to the limit of her strength, both physically and spiritually, when faced with the brutal conditions of frontier living and the dangers she encounters.

Other Books in "Cedar Ridge Chronicles". Cedar Ridge Chronicles , Book 3 Genres: Historical Fiction , Inspirational , Romance Tags: In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. I am participating in an "A to Z" blog hop. This week's letter is "H. Also, AJ has offered to give away a copy of Colorado Evening Sky to one lucky person who leaves a comment. I'll make the announcement December 3. AJ Hawke Are experiences in your novel based on someone you know, or on events in your own life?

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The events and characters in my novels are a mixture of all I have read and experienced throughout my life. No specific events or people, all have had an influence. Travel always adds a lot to our knowledge and experiences of life and I have been blessed to have traveled to many places in the world.

Maybe a little like Joe in his making do with what life has brought to him. Jeremiah in his ability to leave the past in the past is possibility a little like me. Now, the mean guys are not anything like me. I would never be like that What book are you reading now? When I interview someone on my blog, I try to read their book. Since October I have read the following: If you could have dinner with one of your characters, who would it be and why? Oh, this is hard. Yesterday had been his sixteenth birthday. Tall for his age, though not yet filled out, Jeremiah could only hope that he would live to be seventeen.

Suddenly, a rope tightened around his neck.

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Was he about to die? Icy fear raced up his back. The rope pulled upward and he choked.

To loosen the pressure on his neck, he got to his feet. Then the rope pulled him along. Unable to see, Jeremiah often staggered and fell.

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Each time, the pull of the rope on his neck tightened. He soon learned to walk by shuffling. How long he walked, he had no idea, but it was hours. By the time the pull on the rope loosened and he collapsed on the ground, he was so tired and thirsty that all he wanted was to lie down and die. Someone grabbed his hair from behind and pulled his head back.


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A cup pressed against his lips and he eagerly swallowed hot bitter tea. His body was a mass of raw nerves. His head throbbed relentlessly. His elbows and shoulders hurt from the pole behind his back. His skinned and bruised knees and feet ached from the walking—and falling. At least they intended to keep him alive. But, no one untied him. Unable to stay awake, he lay down on the bare ground. His body seemed to float, and then he knew no more. I have the next in the Cedar Ridge Chronicles about seventy percent complete.

The story revolves around new characters, but yet, many of the characters from the first three novels of the series are part of the supporting cast. Let me find it. It must be somewhere in this stack of papers. Okay, here it is: Get this interview done as I promised I would.

I like to keep my promises but let life interfere at times. Carole has been kind enough to invite me to her blog and the least I can do is not show up late. How uncool is that? Get ready for my Bible Study Group who will be showing up at my home this evening. When they arrive, they expect me to be ready as I am the facilitator of the group.

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Write my next, great novel. How do you organize your writing day? How many hours per day writing? Use a word count to determine when to stop?


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Just write until you drop? Organize my writing day? How about grab an hour to write here and there? I read of other writers who are sooooo organized with their writing and I just shake my head and look with wonder. How do they do that? One author told me she spends twelve hours a day, five days a week writing. It made my head swim. Of course, that may be why she has sold several million copies. Hmmm Maybe she is on to something.

If I can find another hour somewhere I will have to consider organizing my writing day. Until then I am a write by the seat of my pants, when I can catch an hour or two here and there. I get to control what my characters do. Do you realize how attractive that is compared to real life where people just do what they want? I barely have control of myself, much less control of others. And it is too exhausting to try to control others.

But that good little character in my book usually will do whatever I decide. I say usually because sometimes even a character in one of my stories wants to do their own thing. The nerve of some characters! Then figure out a way to get them beyond that and to a happy ever after. Once I had the beginning of the story, the rest just seemed to flow from there. I wanted to write characters that people would care about and see their growth as people being guided by the hand of a loving heavenly Father. One of the themes in the book is how do we as humans truly forgive those who wrong us when we cannot forget?