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Monday, October 21, 2013

The Winner of The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman

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The winner of  The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman is...

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Congratulations! Cindy Christiansen!

Monday, October 14, 2013

Peering Out the Window: Carole Brown Talks about The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman, which Is Getting Rave Reviews, and Gives Away a Copy.

What a treat to have Carole Brown. She'll will give away an e-book of The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman. To enter to win leave a comment and an email address.

Carole shares a yummy recipe.

One of my mother’s favorite recipes--and SURPRISE! --Caralynne Hayman’s (in my novel: The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman) is their Cherry Mountain Pie.

Carole's mother

We loved it, as children when she made it, only . . . Her picky daughter (ME!) didn’t like cherries, so my request always came with certain requirements, “Yes, please, but no cherries.”

My mother kindly--and patiently, probably--made sure I had the delicious crunchy crust with lots of cherry juice but no cherries (why I liked cherry juice, but not cherries is something I’ll never understand). Topped with a dab of ice cream, and we thought it was the best dessert ever.

Here’s the recipe:
 Melt one stick of butter in a round cake pan (It has to be round; at least, that’s the way I remember it. )
 Pour canned cherry pie filling (or better: use cooked, fresh cherries, sweetened--to taste--and thickened) into the pan.

 Stir one cup of sugar, one and a half cup of self rising flour and one fourth cup of milk together. Pour batter on top of cherries.
 Bake until crust is a medium brown. 350 degrees.
 Enjoy with a topping of ice cream or whipped cream

Ahh. Great comfort food.This sounds delicious and easy to make. Thank your for sharing.

One of Carole's favorite Bible verses:
The Psalmist in Chapter 27, verse one, says: The Lord is my light and my salvation: whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

Isn’t that wonderful? No matter what circumstances, what trials, what problems, or who I deal with--God is there. He is MY light, MY salvation, My strength, My protector. It’s a personal salvation and I can rely on him to be in me and with me. Love, love, love this verse. What hope and assurance it gives.  As Fanny Crosby in the old hymn wrote: Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine. We CAN know and rest assured.

About The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman


How far would YOU go to avenge a daughter’s cruel death? Cara is considered rebellious and inappropriate to befriend. Dayne is the apple of Elder Simmons’ eye—until he takes a stand against their teachings. Can his prayers and love reach Cara and show her the way to redemption? Will Cara realize God’s love and forgiveness before she goes too far?

The Redemption of Caralynne Hayman is a novel of hope shining through the darkness with strong elements of suspense and romance. This novel was a semifinalist in the Genesis contest and is receiving raving reviews! Release date is October 21, 2013 from the Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas, an ACFW approved publisher. The preorder link for the book which is on SALE NOW is:

An Excerpt
Chapter One
Twenty years earlier
The shadow creatures on the wall shook their wings and legs. Heads with horns nodded. Scary, dark faces watched.
The little girl clasped her floppy-eared rabbit against her chest and stared into the dark.
“Mmm …” Mommy’s murmur reached to her through the walls, and the giggles from her mother tiptoed in, shooing the fear away.
Whoosh. She blew out a breath and squeezed her rabbit tighter. “Mommy has a friend with her, Ramsey. She loves me just like I love you and will give me hugs in the morning after the man leaves.”
Ramsey said nothing. She ran her fingers over his face and could feel his black button eyes staring at her, trusting her to protect him.
“And she’ll read to us and I’ll sit on her lap and we’ll snuggle—all of us together.” She nodded and tugged on Ramsey’s left ear.
She rolled over.
Real live whispers and laughter floated into the room.
Opening her mouth in a wide yawn, she patted Ramsey’s tummy and whispered again, “Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”
“Please. That hurts.”
“Mommy?” The little girl frowned but her eyes wouldn’t open. Just like they did when she and mommy put cucumbers slices on their eyes. 
“Stop it—”
  Rubbing at her eyes the little girl sat up. Mommy had never sounded like this before, and
neither had any of the men—the men who brought flowers and candy and money.

Besides being a member and active participant of many writing groups, Carole Brown enjoys mentoring beginning writers. She loves to weave suspense and tough topics into her books, along with a touch of romance and whimsy, and is always on the lookout for outstanding titles and catchy ideas. She and her husband reside in SE Ohio but have ministered and counseled nationally and internationally. Together, they enjoy their grandsons, traveling, gardening, good food, the simple life, and did she mention their grandsons?

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