What comes to mind after recent travels and travails is the great journey of the Lord of the Rings story. The band of friends that made it to Mordor, the horrible, barren land of darkness, and home again. If memory serves me half correctly that was Bilbo’s title for that book he was always working on – There and Back Again. That’s the way I felt this morning after being trapped for days at the Atlanta airport on delays, first weather related, then mechanical, and then for no good reason – bizarre, only to find myself waking up this morning in none other than – Atlanta. Insert the smiley face icon here. Because the fact is other than a quick packing job, missing my husband and really needing some downtime at home – I am still delighted to wake up in Atlanta fueled by meeting readers last night at Yawn’s Books and about meeting them again tonight at Foxtale Bookshoppe. I thrive on story like no-body’s business and apparently so do many of the rest of you.
Last night with the lovely people from Canton, Ga at Yawns Books we discussed their reading selection, Saints In Limbo. And here is the thing – It was like I was able to visit Echo, Florida once again. To rock on that porch with Velma, to shake my head and tsk,tsk a little over that bad boy Rudy and what he was up to. To relive the magical moment of the book where Velma and Joe are able to visit if only for a minute and to discuss in detail the book from beginning to end with the same enthusiasm I felt when those stories were first conceived and finding their way to the pages.
Fresh from a SIBA trip (the Southeastern Independent Booksellers Alliance) I am also delighted that although one of the bookstore book club members didn’t think she would like the book because it seemed to be a of genre she didn’t read – because of one of the bookstore event promoters said – Oh, yes you will. Just buy it and read it. And tell me I’m not right! – So the lovely woman did just that. She also asks 90% of the questions last night and I wish I had taped it because it was so evident the characters meant as much to her as they do to me. (Kuddo’s to Indie’s here for knowing your writers AND your readers!)
Tonight will be a different event at the Foxtale Shoppe because it’s unique in it’s own special way. And we’ll be reading from and celebrating The Miracle of Mercy Land. I kicking up my heels on the inside just thinking about it because I’l get to revisit Bittersweet Creek and Bay City, Mercy and Doc and John Quincy – and that Aunt Ida. Charming people full of surprises I assure you!
If you are in the area today please join us. Otherwise my next public appearance is scheduled for two Panels at the Southern Festival of the Book which will soon be added to the EVENTS page. Please also visit my website if you get this by RSS feed you’ll miss exciting updates and changes and a very special Join the Adventure section for the Praying for Strangers book.
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for those who are just itching to read all about the recent travel troubles of twitter fame – I’m sitting on that for a time yet to come with perhaps more words than blogs permit.
Safe is to say – I escaped from Mordor like Joe Cocker with a little help from my friends. New Friends. Perfect Strangers. And we made it by rental car to Nashville and home again.
A place I hope to return to soonest!












Today is a very special day in my world. It’s the birthday of my youngest son and although he looks very much like a man – his mother still sees him like this. Which is the reason that mother’s can worry always. But today is not about worry it’s about celebration! Happy Birthday to that wonderful young man who can make me laugh at myself and the world no matter what is going on! I am so glad you are on the planet and in my world.