National Novel Writing Month is officially here. And I’m in the middle of the writing, which is why you will only see Monday posts from me during the month of November.
You know how I asked all of you for help deciding what to write about? I had four fantabulous ideas. I explained all of them to you here.
I even ran a poll on Facebook.
And then I woke up the week before November started with a fully formed new idea.
It happened to fit closer to my brand than any of the other ideas.
Worse yet (or is that better yet), I had asked women to pray specifically about what I should write next. The same day I got the idea, two of them messaged me to tell me they had prayed for me that very morning.
You know, the one when I woke up with an idea that wasn’t the one I had been outlining most of the previous week.
The one about elves that I was dying to write and all of you encouraged me to give in to the non-brand urge.
The morning when this new idea came to me, I couldn’t drum up even an ounce of excitement about Evendon and the elves. Magic held no appeal. Except for the romantic kind that joined two hearts by true love.
May I introduce you to an inspirational romance?
Abbie Andrews adores her job as a home healthcare aide and piano teacher. Does it bother her that her friends are about to graduate from college and start big time careers? Maybe a little.
When she meets the great-grandson of one long-time patient, things get a little wacky. Evan Winters is handsome and heartbroken. His initial anger turns to begrudging acceptance. Until his grandmother’s funeral.
Ex-soldier Evan Winters has no intention of giving his heart to the presumptuous pianist. No matter how much she smells like Spring or makes his heart sing. When she avoids him after Grandma Fedora’s funeral, he figures that’s the end of things.
Until a chance meeting brings her into his arms. Enter a matchmaking little brother who nurtures dreams of using Uncle Sam’s money to fund his college education, and things get a little interesting.
Will Evan find the faith he needs to convince Abbie that he’s more than a broken string on an antique piano? Can Abbie surrender her expectations to embrace the melody Evan awakens in her heart?
Oh yeah. This is technically an inspirational romance since there will be faith-based motivations, especially in Abbie’s life.
So, I thank you Abbie and Donna for the prayers. And, yes, I named my heroine after you because nothing else seemed to fit.
Wish me well. I plan to write 50,000 words or more before eating turkey and stuffing on Thanksgiving Day.
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