Thoughts of A Grace Warrior The Higher Way – In Hindsight, It Was a God-Incident (August 8, 2016) “In hindsight, I realized how blessed we were…
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Carolyn Astfalk is a wife, mother, and author of contemporary Catholic romances, including her latest, All in Good Time. She formerly worked as a communications director and now works just to keep her head above water. Find her books on Amazon and her other words scattered around the blogosphere and social media.
Thoughts of A Grace Warrior The Higher Way – In Hindsight, It Was a God-Incident (August 8, 2016) “In hindsight, I realized how blessed we were…
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Do you consider the Word of God as useful in your own daily life? Does it seems strange that an ordinary book on your shelf could be so important to every day decision-making, behavior-choosing, life-happenings?
If I were asked this in 2005, I would have answered with a resounding, “no way, it is just an old book with old guys’ opinions in it.” That was of course before I actually read it;
2 CommentsWelcome to the August 2016 edition of An Open Book, hosted both at My Scribbler’s Heart AND CatholicMom.com! I was oblivious to the existence of Anne of…
6 CommentsI’m happy to announce that my debut novel Stay With Me was selected as a “Romance” Finalist in the 2016 IAN Book of the Year…
6 CommentsThe beginning of another school year approached, and I was scared. Even with the slowed-down summer schedule, I was not making any headway with my next book. There was virtually no time in which to really write, and when I did get a moment to steal, nothing I wrote worked, because I hadn’t had any time to let the story form in my head so it could flow onto the page. Where on earth was I going to get the time to have a chance at success?
I went to my writing network’s Facebook page and asked for advice.
“Wake up one hour earlier than your kids do.”
Silly me, already waking up two hours before they did.
“Make family creative time a habitual part of your day! Everyone is working on something.”
When the youngest family member’s idea of “creative” is either decorating her walls with nail polish or asking busy people incessant questions?
“Just do whatever works!”
I didn’t type the words, but I wanted to reply, “BUT NOTHING WORKS!”
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Why small success? Because that’s the only kind I know! Even the big ones come in small steps. Here’s my paltry offering for the week:

When I was a child, the saying “slow as Christmas” actually meant something to me. For someone with a single digit age, the twelve months passing from Christmas to Christmas might as well be twelve years. I remember how slowly each day passed as I mentally counted down to the blessed holiday from New Year’s Day, spring break, summer vacation, and Thanksgiving.
Even during the month of December, I found it difficult not to squirm. Moving our little stuffed mouse from one day to the next on the cloth Advent calendar hanging on the door was physically agonizing. I couldn’t wait for Christmas and all the joy that day symbolizes, which in that season of my life meant lots of baked goodies, family get-togethers, and more gifts than I knew what to do with.
As I age, “slow as Christmas” means less and less to me. My life is so busy and filled with activity that by the time I pause to check the date, I am astounded by how much time has passed me by. I’m more likely to say, “Christmas again, already?”
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Five of my favorite book covers in recent memory, in alphabetical order.
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The snow, the red, that almost kiss. Falling Like Snowflakes by Denise Hunter.