Sun, Oct 30th - 6:27PM

It feels so good.

It feels so good when someone comes up to me and tells me how much they appreciated my book BY HANDS OF STRANGERS.  It happened to me twice today.  A woman came up to me at church and told me she never understood her mother, who is long dead now, till she read my book.  She is finally understanding the hardship and heartache her mother went through, and is feeling love and forgiveness for her mother now.  I say praise the Lord.  If what I have written helps someone else on the road of life, then everything was worth it all.

Also the wife of one of our associate pastor's caught up with me to tell me how much my book ministered to her.  I didn't get all of her story, except that she conveyed to me that it touched her in the deepest part of her hear.  Again, Praise the Lord.

It took me two years to write the book.  But writing is more than writing.  It is re-living, agonizing as it may be.  And it has to be told without feeling sorry for oneself.   When I heard someone whom I greatly admire say, "God, do you know what I'm going through?  Do you care?" I knew I had to share my testimony.  God was there.  And he made provisions for me before I even knew him.  That's my story.

Alice

http://www.wordsfromagarden.blogspot.com

Sun, Oct 23rd - 6:14PM

Big Blessings

I butchered a sweet potatoe today.

  At least that's what it felt like, since it looked like a hog's head.  Click on http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewnews.asp?AuthorID=27798  to see what it looked like. 

We are having a cook-out in the back yard this afternoon and Mr. Potatoe head/pigs head will be part of the meal.  Or rather 1/10 of it will be.  The rest went into the freezer.

Alice 

Wed, Oct 19th - 1:52PM

Pots and Pans

Pots and Pans

When a woman needs some new cooking utensils now, it's no big deal to go the any Wal-mart or even a big grocery store and buy whatever is needed.  In 1946 my parents faced a different challenge. We had survived WWII and escaped the Communist occupation of Eastern Europe.  When we got to West Germany we had nothing, only the clothes on our backs.  And Germany was in shambles. Go to http://www.wordsfromagarden.blogspot.com  The center picture, the one of me sitting by the table with those utensils on it tells the story.  My mother needed pots and pans to cook with, even if it was only wild greens she picked in the fields.  Where to get them!  My father searched the countryside for cast off military hardware, metals of any kind.  Mostly he was looking for aluminum because that was easiest for him to work with in his home-made forge.  He made those pots and pans on the table with metal gotten from downed airplanes.  He made all that we needed.  Then made more, which he traded to other people for food- stuff.  That's how we survived.  That story is in chapter 10 of By Hands of Strangers.

Alice

Thu, Oct 13th - 9:01PM

New Venture

I'm off to a new venture.  Up to this point I have been relying on my several web-logs to get the word out about my new book BY HANDS OF STRANGERS.  But web-logs have to keep changing to keep people coming back to read them.  On my www.wordsfromthegarden.blogspot.com site I am keeping it constant, not changing things much.  I am treating that web-log as though it were a regular web-site.

That's not the best way to do things.  I need to look at other author's official sites to see how they do things.

I'm asking your help if you would.  Would you go to my www.wordsfromthegarden.blogspot.com site, read it and give me ideas as to what would be a good domain name.  From what I am learning, in order to draw good traffic you need a grabber of a domain name.

Alice