A Glimpse Into An Author’s Life After The Novel Hits Shelves~
If you ever thought the author life was a glamorous one, please stop by and read my guest post so you can learn the truth!
From the guest post:
The glass tea dispenser fractured fifteen minutes before The Outcast’s book launch at my family’s business, Miller’s Amish Country Store, leaking the precious meadow tea my best friend had spent three hours boiling down to an amber-colored concentrate.
Always cool under pressure, I threw open the door to the store and charged past the baked-goods shelf, startling the customers who had chosen this inopportune moment to pull my mother aside and ask to order one of the barns she sells.
“I need a pitcher!” I screamed, then grabbed a glass vase and dumped out the synthetic flowers. “The dispenser broke. Tea’s everywhere!”
My mother’s employee cried, “Don’t use that vase! It’s cracked!”
So I set it back on the counter. My best friend said, “Go grab a bucket from the house!”
I sprinted through the storage room, slammed open the storm door, and darted toward the house. I seized a glass pitcher hiding under a stool in the kitchen, scrubbed it in the sink, and took it back to my best friend. She was on the front porch of the store, shaded by the awning, carefully ladling meadow tea into a plastic pitcher. She stopped when she saw my wild eyes and sticky hands.
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Rebekah Dorris
Hey, Jolina! Went to Daddy and Mama’s today, picked up your book, and read it all afternoon while the entire fam napped. Wow, girl. Wow. Where did you get such depth? I remember a paper you did once, “Dreams.” What a foreshadowing of things to come. Anyway, I finished it feverishly while everybody was getting ready for church again. I love how you brought out that Jesus removes our sins so far as from east is to west, and how you demonstrated the brevity of sin’s excitement compared to the permanence of its painful consequences, yet the redeeming grace God allows that makes whatever we’ve done turn into something beautiful if we’ll give it to Him. So true for all those we love whom we are tempted to fret over. And it made me thankful my twins are (prob) boy and girl, not two girls!!! Pray I don’t pinch a nerve when I deliver! 🙂 love you! ~Rebekah Love Dorris
jolina
Aw, Rebekah! Love you, too! I think some of that depth came into play when I had a certain neighbor girl who loved me enough to show me the way I should walk. Thank you for that! And I will be praying for the safe delivery of your precious twins. I love the Dorris/Love family!
Rebekah Dorris
We love you too. PS- FINALLY met the famous Misty! Now I know why you love her; I can see how she could be such a great friend. I’m glad y’all had each other all these years. Also I cracked up at the name “Blackbrier” and “Christmas in the Brier” 🙂
jolina
Isn’t Misty just precious, Rebekah? So glad you got to meet my kindred sister! I love that you caught the Blackbrier reference, too. 😉