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Join us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FwaR0X-Jas/TzlDy3XKQFI/AAAAAAAAHq8/bSDwLXPENVQ/s1600/LISA_LICKEL_-_FRAMED.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FwaR0X-Jas/TzlDy3XKQFI/AAAAAAAAHq8/bSDwLXPENVQ/s200/LISA_LICKEL_-_FRAMED.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a Wisconsin writer who lives with her husband in a hundred and fifty-year-old house built by a Great Lakes ship captain. Surrounded by books and dragons, she is a multi-published novelist, has written dozens of feature newspaper stories, magazine articles, radio theater, and edits two magazines: Creative Wisconsin and OtherSheep. She is also the senior editor at &lt;a href="http://www.reflectionsinhindsight.wordpress.com/"&gt;Reflections in Hindsight&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa is the author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Summer-Oakville-Lisa-J-Lickel/dp/1934912395/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153110&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Summer in Oakville&lt;/a&gt;, co-authored with Shellie Neumeier, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Meander-Scar-Lisa-J-Lickel/dp/1934912239/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153137&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Meander Scar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Healing-Grace-Lisa-J-Lickel/dp/1934841226/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153165&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Healing Grace&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gold-Standard-Judy-Winters-Mysteries/dp/1597895253/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153187&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Gold Standard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wisconsin. Brrr! What's the coldest weather you've endured?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: The thermometers read in the negative thirties. The temp has to be at least twenty below, not just wind chill, to call off school. Once it’s minus ten or colder, it doesn’t really feel much different because you still have to bundle up the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=A+summer+in+oakville&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsp8GXaDQYM/TzlF9DmU2MI/AAAAAAAAHrE/c1H6TCe_uXE/s200/coverart.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative thirties? It was 24 over the weekend here in Georgia. You should have heard the complaining! LOL I hope you have a warm house. Speaking of which, does your 160 year ship captain's house actually sit on the lake shore? Which of the Great Lakes would that be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: Where we live is inland from Lake Michigan about fifteen or so miles from Port Washington. It’s midway-ish between Green Bay and the current state line. The LaCrafts came to Wisconsin in the late 1830s and bought land as soon as the surveys were registered. I’m not sure exactly what they did or where they lived before this house was built in 1853, but I know that afterward he gave up his ship, which I’m guessing was a steamer or clipper with a merchant run between New York where they were from and Port Washington. Abraham Lincoln stopped at Port and speechified once, ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Healing-Grace-Lisa-J-Lickel/dp/1934841226/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153165&amp;amp;sr=1-1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfUduiVeW1M/TzlGSq0zQVI/AAAAAAAAHrM/LSyOhJyoBcY/s1600/Healing+Grace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sounds like Captain LaCraft had a rather long and frigid buggy ride back and forth to his ship! Since you have such long, cold winters it’s a good thing your job doesn’t take you outside the home (much). How did your writing career get kicked off?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: I was a church secretary knowing my kids were leaving home for adulthood and my job wouldn’t last forever I took the very expensive Christian Writers Guild apprentice course. I began writing for my tiny little local newspaper, features and government meetings, etc., which was excellent practice for “write tight.” Meanwhile a novel I wrote for the guild’s very first First Novel contest under Jerry Jenkins did pretty well, I wrote a cozy mystery for Barbour and signed with an agent from the guild about the same time, fall of 2007. And so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=healing+grace+lickel&amp;amp;rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Ahealing+grace+lickel&amp;amp;ajr=0" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqHA-VrUe1M/TzlGZrruCuI/AAAAAAAAHrU/hy8miFIaSKg/s200/GoldStandard.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooh, I’ve always wanted to take one of the Christian Writers Guild’s courses. Good for you for taking plunge, despite the cost!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hear you love to travel. Do you have any funny travel misadventures you're brave enough to share?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: Okay–my husband likes these travel books called “Moon Guides.” You should look them up – they’re fun. Sometimes a little out of date, as we discovered on one journey when we stopped at what was supposed to be a mineral springs spa in the middle of – wherever we were. The motel had just changed hands and the proud grandfatherly owner showed us around, leading the way down this huge scary hallway with, I KID YOU NOT, stained ceiling tiles drooping with insulation showing, rather actively inhabited cobwebs, just totally gross, to the last two rooms in the place which he had fixed up. Out comes a very happy smiling couple from one of the rooms, exclaiming their delight with the place; he opens the last door with a flourish to a very mildew smelling room, air conditioner running full blast and a bed with an obvious droop. I wondered…well never mind. Hubby felt sorta bad about leaving, but, I mean, really…would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Meander-Scar-Lisa-J-Lickel/dp/1934912239/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1329153137&amp;amp;sr=1-1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-NSareIN7M/TzlGpyauyQI/AAAAAAAAHrc/Z2jfPVC1xN8/s200/Meander+Scar+Cover.jpg" width="122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You bet I would have left! Nope, no guilt there. And it’s too funny that the other couple were gushing over the place. I wonder if he paid his neighbors to say that? LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've been on staff at &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; since its birth. Which aspect the site do you enjoy most?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: Working with you, of course. &lt;b&gt;(Aw! Thanks, sweetie. And, ditto!)&lt;/b&gt; Meeting all the fantastic authors and finding out behind-the-scenes things to do with their work. And what I truly find fascinating is exploring books from all the different angles, such as “Best Romantic Moment,” “Best Back Cover Blurb,” “Most Delectable Hero,” – okay, made that last one up, but…something in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey, that’s not a bad idea! Raise your hand if you want to see a Most Delectable Hero clash!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many of your books have been published, and which one have you gotten most positive reader feedback on?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa: That’s a nice way to put it, April. As soon as The Map Quilt releases in April, that will make full length novel number five; my first book, MQ’s prequel, is re-releasing later on. I received some nice comments on The Gold Standard, the first book, and I have the most reviews and intriguing public comments on Meander Scar, an unusual romance I did in 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations on the upcoming releases! Whoo hoo!! Each book an author finishes whether it’s ever published or not is a massive accomplishment. And I LOVED Meander Scar. I think I read it in one sitting, and I’ve never done that before. Ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So tell us about this book you have coming?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Map Quilt&lt;/i&gt; releases in April of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just how high a price does a family secret command?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Death in rural Wisconsin is only the beginning to new chaos in Robertsville. What do a stolen piece of revolutionary agricultural equipment, a long-buried skeleton in the yard, and an old quilt with secrets have in common? Hart and Judy Wingate, who met in The Gold Standard, are back to solve the mystery of The Map Quilt. Hart’s new battery design could forever change the farm implement industry. But after the death of Hart’s most confrontational colleague in a fire that destroys Hart’s workshop, the battery is missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Throw in a guest speaker invited to Judy’s elementary classroom who insists she owns the land under Hart’s chief competitor’s corporate headquarters, and a police chief who’s making eyes at Hart’s widowed mother, it’s no wonder Hart is under a ton of pressure to make sure his adventurous pregnant wife stays safe while trying to preserve his company and his reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It sounds like a lot of fun. You're a talented author, Lisa, and COTT is privileged to call you its own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Learn more about the talented Lisa Lickel at her site: &lt;a href="http://www.lisalickel.com/"&gt;http://www.lisalickel.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-187221913255431826?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/187221913255431826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=187221913255431826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/187221913255431826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/187221913255431826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/spotlight-on-lisa-lickel.html' title='Spotlight on Lisa Lickel'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JitlY6wK2qU/T0k3c6mjO7I/AAAAAAAAHsY/s-Eliy0aU_E/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-8686804812357433677</id><published>2012-02-17T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T08:06:30.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday: Jan=Feb Story Improv!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much further can this go? &lt;/div&gt;Forgive me but I simply don't want to see this one end. So January's Story Improv is now February's Improv and will remain up through the end of the month. I realize this means newcomers have more to read through before adding to the story, but oh my gosh! I have to find out what happened to Brandon! And what he and Marianne did. Was there a double-cross, a murder?? I must know! So below is the full text of the story thus far. Let's see what you all do with it from here. I bet it's gooood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurry, hurry, I'm on the edge of my seat!&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5IceO0RjFA/Tz55d6OLL9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ObALMnj5yBk/s1600/mountaintrees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5IceO0RjFA/Tz55d6OLL9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ObALMnj5yBk/s320/mountaintrees.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo taken from &lt;a href="http://www.turbophoto.com/Free-Images/tag/usa/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marianne sat in the green wicker chair with her mug of spiced cider warming her hands. The mountain breeze brought a few tendrils of hair swirling into her eyes. She tucked them back behind her ear and adjusted the collar of her heavy robe. Early mornings at the lake-front cabin had been her favorite time the last forty years, and today was no different. Though everything else in her life seemed to have changed overnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04609907653877427936" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Lee Carver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-1729928292445021349" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Her sister Jessica's call over the Christmas season began a whirlwind. After the recipe swap, after the shared sadness that Dad wasn't with us this year, she made a strange comment. She had seen someone at the little tourist store in town that looked so much like Brandon. She had called his name. He looked up, smiled slightly, then nodded. "Sorry. You have me confused with someone else." Then he put down the carving of a deer and left without buying anything. My heart pounded with sudden hope. Brandon, alive and in Forest Glen? How could that be? &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1759146626"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c6768518460599587705" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="c6768518460599587705"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="avatar-image-container vcard"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a class="avatar-hovercard" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08658926809120105714" id="av-1-08658926809120105714" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08658926809120105714" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Julie Arduini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-6768518460599587705" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Marianne returned the warm drink to her reading table and picked up the yellowed paper clippings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon's death notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His obituary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article, complete with a quote from the police, explaining his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proof was before her that Brandon was gone. Yet Jessica's story nagged at her.&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;The cider grew cold, but Marianne's resolve heightened. She was going to find out the truth, once and for all. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1861859574"&gt;&lt;a class="comment-delete" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;amp;postID=6768518460599587705" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c7719565126845400773"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="c7719565126845400773"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="avatar-image-container vcard"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a class="avatar-hovercard" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983141590663751303" id="av-2-11983141590663751303" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983141590663751303" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Pat Iacuzzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-7719565126845400773" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After setting up a date with Jessica for coffee at Tim Horton's, Marianne changed into a comfortable sapphire blue sweater and her tan slacks. She stared into the mirror. Her escape from the city hadn't improved her looks any. She still looked tired and drawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yanked out the band that held her ragged ponytail,and ran a comb through her auburn bob. Why she'd kept her hair in the style and length Brandon preferred she wasn't sure. After all he was gone wasn't he? Marianne swallowed, her throat tight. And if he wasn't....&lt;br /&gt;If he wasn't, why had he come back? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed her keys and purse, and headed for the kitchen. Just as she'd dumped some kibbles for Charlie and Dibs, she heard a car pull up in the drive. She brushed aside the curtain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police? What were they doing here?&lt;/dd&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div class="comment-body"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365768876905444157" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc;"&gt;Jessica Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dd&gt;A sharp rap on the door echoed through her tiny cabin and the sound sent chills scurrying up her spine. Quickly she let go of the curtains. She set down the bag of kibbles and sucked in a deep breath. A strand of hair fell across her features, escaping the ponytail and annoying her again. She exhaled, brushed at the hair and then marched from the kitchen to the front door. Deep breaths. That's all she needed. If she didn't look afraid, maybe they wouldn't guess what she'd done. What Brandon had done.&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13614501794157211301" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc;"&gt;Jessica R. Patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said...&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"Marianne McDermot?" The officer took his hat off and glanced behind her. He'd find nothing here. Not in the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm officer Townsend. Could I ask you a few questions?" His smile made his warm, brown eyes crinkle around the edges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is something wrong?" Any moment and her voice was going to betray her secrets. And Brandon's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran his tongue along his upper teeth and let out a long sigh from his nose. "Well that depends...How long have you known Brandon Melton was alive?"&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02147043566621884496" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said...&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Her fingers tightened on the doorknob as she fought to stay upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have no idea what you're talking about. Nothing's changed in the five years since you were last on my doorstep. Brandon'd dead--no matter how I wish differently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Townsend peered around her shoulder. "Mind if we come in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, I was just leaving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He straightened and held her gaze, watching. "Maybe another time." He handed her his card. "We have reason to believe that Brandon may have faked his death. Call me if he tries to contact you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He won't. Because he's dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hand didn't move until she took his card. Marianne watched them stroll to their car and back down her drive. She stood in the frigid breeze until they disappeared from sight. Then she slammed her door and raced to her room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow antique chair that once belonged to Brandon's grandmother sat in the corner. She dragged it to her closet, climbed up and stretched to reach the top shelf. Her fingers touched the cold metal box.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-8686804812357433677?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8686804812357433677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=8686804812357433677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8686804812357433677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8686804812357433677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/fiction-friday-janfeb-story-improv.html' title='Fiction Friday: Jan=Feb Story Improv!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5IceO0RjFA/Tz55d6OLL9I/AAAAAAAAAYE/ObALMnj5yBk/s72-c/mountaintrees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5286318137619375599</id><published>2012-02-15T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T06:27:00.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><title type='text'>January's Improv Revealed</title><content type='html'>Everyone loves the Improv. Unfortunately, it gets buried in new posts long before the story ever reaches "The End". I'm experimenting with different ways to facilitate these, but in the meantime here's January's.&amp;nbsp; If you feel inspired, wondering where it would have gone from here, please feel free to go ahead and add to it in the comments! (I'm kinda hoping you do because I'm dying to know what comes next.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January's Story Improv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marianne sat in the green wicker chair with her mug of spiced cider warming her hands. The mountain breeze brought a few tendrils of hair swirling into her eyes. She tucked them back behind her ear and adjusted the collar of her heavy robe. Early mornings at the lake-front cabin had been her favorite time the last forty years, and today was no different. Though everything else in her life seemed to have changed overnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/04609907653877427936" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Lee Carver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-1729928292445021349"&gt;Her sister Jessica's call over the Christmas season began a whirlwind. After the recipe swap, after the shared sadness that Dad wasn't with us this year, she made a strange comment. She had seen someone at the little tourist store in town that looked so much like Brandon. She had called his name. He looked up, smiled slightly, then nodded. "Sorry. You have me confused with someone else." Then he put down the carving of a deer and left without buying anything. My heart pounded with sudden hope. Brandon, alive and in Forest Glen? How could that be? &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1759146626"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c6768518460599587705"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="c6768518460599587705"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="avatar-image-container vcard"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a class="avatar-hovercard" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08658926809120105714" id="av-1-08658926809120105714" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08658926809120105714" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Julie Arduini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-6768518460599587705"&gt;Marianne returned the warm drink to her reading table and picked up the yellowed paper clippings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon's death notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His obituary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An article, complete with a quote from the police, explaining his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proof was before her that Brandon was gone. Yet Jessica's story nagged at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cider grew cold, but Marianne's resolve heightened. She was going to find out the truth, once and for all. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt;&lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1861859574"&gt;&lt;a class="comment-delete" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;amp;postID=6768518460599587705" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c7719565126845400773"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="c7719565126845400773"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="avatar-image-container vcard"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a class="avatar-hovercard" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983141590663751303" id="av-2-11983141590663751303" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11983141590663751303" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a36723;"&gt;Pat Iacuzzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-7719565126845400773"&gt;After setting up a date with Jessica for coffee at Tim Horton's, Marianne changed into a comfortable sapphire blue sweater and her tan slacks. She stared into the mirror. Her escape from the city hadn't improved her looks any. She still looked tired and drawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yanked out the band that held her ragged ponytail,and ran a comb through her auburn bob. Why she'd kept her hair in the style and length Brandon preferred she wasn't sure. After all he was gone wasn't he? Marianne swallowed, her throat tight. And if he wasn't....&lt;br /&gt;If he wasn't, why had he come back? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed her keys and purse, and headed for the kitchen. Just as she'd dumped some kibbles for Charlie and Dibs, she heard a car pull up in the drive. She brushed aside the curtain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police? What were they doing here? &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5286318137619375599?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5286318137619375599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5286318137619375599&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5286318137619375599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5286318137619375599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/januarys-improv-revealed.html' title='January&apos;s Improv Revealed'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-2626825672618665826</id><published>2012-02-13T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T05:01:00.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spotlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Spotlight On... Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning! This week's Blog Alliance article, by April Gardner, happens to be an interview with me. I've never posted an interview with me on my own blog before, but I thought you might enjoy it. Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s1600/Blog_Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s320/Blog_Alliance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.com/"&gt;April W Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I often cry when I am in prayer for my children. When eternity breaks through the here and now and the only request left in me is please, God, bring my children into the Kingdom." -Michelle Massaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxMJPr_Vybc/TzAFt5TNX_I/AAAAAAAAHn8/Ng_dryTWg1A/s1600/MICHELLE-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxMJPr_Vybc/TzAFt5TNX_I/AAAAAAAAHn8/Ng_dryTWg1A/s200/MICHELLE-1.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's my immense pleasure to introduce a lovely woman to you today, and offer an opportunity to get to know her! Michelle Massaro&amp;nbsp;is my right arm at Clash of the Titles. I'd be lost without her, but she's so much more than just assistant editor at COTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle married her high school honey, Mike, and they now have four amazing children. They are passionate Creationists and attend Living Truth Christian Fellowship in Corona, CA where they have taught Jr High studies and where Michelle is involved in the worship ministry. Michelle is also a homeschooling parent and an aspiring author of contemporary Christian fiction. She loves coffee, peanut butter M&amp;amp;M's, and new eyeshadow. Her blog hosts weekly Story Improvs, where readers are encouraged to jump in and add to the plot. Above all, she is a follower of Christ Jesus, unashamed to stand upon the Word of God from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michelle, I love your blog's sub-header. It says "Follow my journey toward publication. Laugh, cry, point and stare-- it's all good. I'll leave a trail so that you, my fellow author, may have a straighter path to finding your own elusive publishing contract. Adventure awaits. Let's travel together..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like they say in court, you've opened up a line of questioning. So!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regarding laughter...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time I watch Forget Paris, I laugh hysterically over Ellen driving down the road with a pigeon stuck to her head. Which movie makes you laugh hardest?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Wow. This was tough because I don't belly-laugh often enough at all. But one movie that comes to mind is Meet The Parents. Some might be offended because there is some inappropriateness in there, but I can't help it. It's funny! There are so many quotes that get me going. Greg's prayer at the dinner table for one: "and we thank you oh sweet sweet Lord of Hosts...for the ...smorgasboard you have so aptly lain at our table this day and each day..by day...day by day by day...". &amp;nbsp;LOL, I'm laughing just remembering all the hysterical lines from that movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have me laughing, too! Visualizing Greg milking a cat... LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regarding tears...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You and I are women. We're allowed to cry anytime, anywhere. It's our prerogative. I cried yesterday at the sight of traffic stopping for children exiting a school bus. It's a touching scene--the world coming to a halt to protect our little ones. When was the last time you cried, and what was it over?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: It &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;a touching scene! &lt;b&gt;(Thank you! I feel better now.) &lt;/b&gt;I cry all the time. Seriously. Usually nobody is around to see but I probably shed at least a couple tears nearly every day. I often cry when I am in prayer for my children. When eternity breaks through the here and now and the only request left in me is please, God, bring my children into the Kingdom. But I also cry over physical weaknesses, regrets, longings, and even Disney movies. In elementary school I bawled over the movie Annie and begged my mom to adopt some orphans. Today I teared up watching a scene from Mulan (when she resolves to take her father's place in war), and my eyes stung listening to pianist Yiruma's Kiss The Rain for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raise your hand if you teared up during that little speech! Must move on to happier thoughts before I drip on the keyboard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regarding pointing and staring...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our lives are so much more exposed now with Facebook, blogs, Twitter, and all the rest. It seems we can hardly say or do anything privately any more, which can be a blessing. And a curse. What's the funniest social networking faux pas you've committed to date?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: This was hard too. (Great questions, April!) The closest thing would be when a secular writer I know posted about her new release on Facebook. She had some trouble with Amazon tagging because of the somewhat offensive cover image and turned to her FB friends for input on its appropriateness. I commented with a gentle opinion on why I thought Amazon might have tagged it the way they did, hoping to speak for the conservatives out there without being abrasive. What I hadn't considered, was that by commenting, her book image would appear on my wall in my "recent activities" and moments later my MOM left a scathing comment below mine asking why on earth I was posting this image. I messaged her privately to adamantly explain that I wasn't the poster, I was weighing in on the matter. I deleted my comment and told my mom she should do the same because obviously it was then going to be on her wall too. Oy vey! Lucky for me, the incident was small-scale and rather private. I suppose I've gotten off easy so far. But it's never easy being "caught" by Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's too funny! Mom's are great at catching us with our hands in the cookie jar, no matter our age!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell us about that trail you're leaving for other writers. What was the last thing you posted about on Fiction Fridays?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: I've always posted things I learn and experiences I gain whether that's contest feedback, craft techniques, social networking (alot of that with COTT), or opportunities to pursue. I sometimes use Fiction Fridays for hosting Story Improvs where readers get involved and write a story together one line at a time. Last week I posted an update on where I've been and what I expect in 2012 and I ended with a story prompt. This one is a little different than the Improvs. In this one, I challenged readers to take the prompt and expand it on their own blog, then send me the link. I don't know how many will join the challenge and play the game, but it would be fun to see what different authors do with the same prompt. Wanna play? You can check it out right now: &lt;a href="http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/fiction-friday.html"&gt;http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/fiction-friday.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh! Sounds like fun. Y'all make sure you head over there and jump in on the action. You've been with COTT since the beginning as a vital staff member, but looking through the eyes of a reader/voter (which you also are!), which part of COTT do you enjoy the most?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michelle: I'd have to say I most enjoy getting that slice of a story I've often never heard of, and then getting to hear how it came together from the author. It's more personal and more focused than scanning amazon for sample chapters. And I can vote! Most of us love having a say in things and I'm no exception, lol. Being able to interact with the authors of the books I'm voting for makes me feel like I'm stepping into an elite circle of friends and as a reader, that's huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&amp;nbsp;heartily&amp;nbsp;agree! Thanks, Michelle, for being so gracious to open your world to us for a little peek. It's been a blast! And now you must excuse me while I go dig through my DVDs for Meet the Parents. LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: April, thank you so much for this opportunity. I value your friendship and admire your work so much. I'm truly honored to be a part of Clash of the Titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We couldn't do it without ya!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Readers, do you have a question for Michelle? And don't forget, you can still comment on the Almost Kiss clash going on right now at &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-2626825672618665826?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/2626825672618665826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=2626825672618665826&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2626825672618665826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2626825672618665826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/spotlight-on-me.html' title='Spotlight On... Me?'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s72-c/Blog_Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3268652256046223971</id><published>2012-02-08T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T15:54:56.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatevah wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Whatevah Wednesday, Hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;First, let me invite you to check out my interview on &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/02/spotlight-on-michelle-massaro.html" target="_blank"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt; today. April Gardner&amp;nbsp;was kind enough to interview me and she&amp;nbsp;did a great job making me not sound like a loon. :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Okay. Today for &lt;u&gt;Whatevah Wednesday&lt;/u&gt; I'd love to hear your thoughts on something. What do you think of this story idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A woman shuffles out to the family minivan in her pajamas, herding the kids to school. In her rush, she almost doesn't notice that papers are protruding from the drawer beneath her teenage son's&amp;nbsp;seat. The mug she'd left in the console the night before is rolling around on the floorboard. The bottle of lotion she's had in the door pocket since last Christmas is in the backseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;She scrunches her brow and glances at the change dish. The pennies are gone. Had there been any quarters there? Her heart skips a beat. It dawns on her she hadn't needed to use the key to open the door this morning; the van had been left unlocked all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Home now from the school run, she investigates further and discovers something even more unbelievable than having her van broken into.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A credit card that doesn't belong to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nothing seems to be missing other than perhaps a few pennies. Maybe this guy felt the conviction of the Holy Spirit as he lifted up her Bible and sifted through the church bulletins stuffed inside the glove box. More likely she just didn't have anything in there worth taking. But&amp;nbsp;not only was this guy unlucky, he was stupid. She had his name, his debit card, evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;She comes up with an idea. Look him up on &lt;strong&gt;Facebook&lt;/strong&gt;. Everyone's on FB these days, why not see what she can find?&amp;nbsp; She types in the name, wondering how many Mr. X's she'll have to look through. Suddenly, she sees the most shocking thing of all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mr. X (2 friends in common)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Her jaw drops. Is it possible? Which two friends do they&amp;nbsp; have in common? She gasps.&amp;nbsp;Their mutual friends are from church! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;What should she do? What would YOU do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Well folks, strangely enough this actually happened, with a few minor details changed (it was my husband who found the credit cards this morning). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For the record, it turns out Mr. X had been a victim of this same punk earlier. His wife saw some kid in their driveway who took off running--but apparently continued looking for unlocked vehicles through the neighborhood and found mine. Why he left behind the cards I'm not sure. I'm guessing it was an accident. But what are the odds?? It is the strangest thing I've ever heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Two people who've never met, connected by Facebook friends and burglary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sounds like a book to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3268652256046223971?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3268652256046223971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3268652256046223971&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3268652256046223971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3268652256046223971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/whatevah-wednesday-hmm.html' title='Whatevah Wednesday, Hmm'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-2918266733652154886</id><published>2012-02-06T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T00:11:00.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Alliance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Amish Clash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s1600/Blog_Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s320/Blog_Alliance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;*guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It's been an edge-of-the-seat, flashing-swords kind of Clash between Vannetta Chapman and Beth Wiseman. These gals elicited some genuine response! It is beyond clear that both authors are well loved, and that their writing touches hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This was an Amish clash, and if you missed it, you'll definitely want to &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/01/beauty-of-amish.html" target="_blank"&gt;check out the excerpts&lt;/a&gt;, as both were excellent examples of &lt;b&gt;GOOD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Amish fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Beth Wiseman's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wonder-Your-Love-Canaan-Novel/dp/1595548866/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328229001&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;The Wonder of Your Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; elicits a whole tangle of emotions, with a dreaded meeting between an Amish woman and her deceased husband's &lt;i&gt;Englitscher&lt;/i&gt; mistress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wonder-Your-Love-Canaan-Novel/dp/1595548866/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328229001&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlwUty3bkSk/TyOq4M2gVNI/AAAAAAAAC5g/P5VYBK7tYhs/s320/Wonder+of+Love.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;If you missed &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/01/chatting-it-up-with-beth-wiseman.html" target="_blank"&gt;our interview with Beth&lt;/a&gt;, be sure to stop by and check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vannetta Chapman's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Falling-Pieces-Shipshewana-Amish-Mystery/dp/0310330432/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328229236&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Falling to Pieces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, on the other hand, paints a poignant picture of loss and confusion after the death of a loved one, all wrapped up in a stack of gorgeous Amish quilts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Falling-Pieces-Shipshewana-Amish-Mystery/dp/0310330432/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328229236&amp;amp;sr=1-" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lu4bAGKwwWQ/TyOrNCRMyKI/AAAAAAAAC5s/-bqS9KGFYdw/s320/Falling+to+Pieces.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And here's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/02/chatting-it-up-with-vannetta-chapman.html" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;our interview with Vannetta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I'd love to post every reader response, because I didn't see a single negative one in the overwhelming number we received…but in the interest of space, I had to choose just a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please don't stop writing...because your gift transports me to another place, away from all the stresses of life and encourages me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love Amish Fiction. Both of these excerpts make me want to dive into these ladies' lives.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hearing an Amish story takes me back to my childhood in the mountains of Kentucky. We read by lamp, the Bible mostly. Everything we ate we grew in the garden and canned on a wood stove for winter. The outhouse was about fifty yards from the backdoor. Thanks to both of you for taking me back. God Bless.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love the Amish Clash as I love to read Amish stories. Having been in the homes of Amish people and corresponding so many years, my home has a room with all Amish figurines and dolls. Keep writing Amish fiction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep writing! We all need encouragement to live more simply like the Amish!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was drawn into the stories immediately, and now those characters are going to be following me around all day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are so grateful for this feedback from our readers! It's your involvement that gives Clash of the Titles its purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, which sword-wielding author came out on top?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As much as I'd love to name both of them (since they're so obviously both WINNERS!), we can only have one victor per clash. That victor, this time around, was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BETH WISEMAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wonder-Your-Love-Canaan-Novel/dp/1595548866/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328229001&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;The Wonder of Your Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS, BETH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;A brand new clash is now underway, and it's the kind that will curl your toes. Head over to &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; and vote for the best &lt;strong&gt;Almost Kiss&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-2918266733652154886?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/2918266733652154886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=2918266733652154886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2918266733652154886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2918266733652154886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/amish-clash.html' title='Amish Clash!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Weo76deGPos/TXkufbPFJAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4AjjnmmrM7U/s72-c/Blog_Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1498843297261316137</id><published>2012-02-03T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T16:16:06.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've posted a Fiction Friday. For those who follow my journey, I thought I'd give an update (and invite you for a &lt;strong&gt;playdate&lt;/strong&gt; afterwards).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before summer, I decided to step back a bit on my publishing efforts. I felt I needed to focus on my homeschool and my 2 year old, knowing that these years &lt;strong&gt;slip away&lt;/strong&gt; so silently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my good friend, &lt;a href="http://jessicarpatch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jessica R Patch&lt;/a&gt;, was signed by Rachel Kent of &lt;a href="http://www.booksandsuch.biz/" target="_blank"&gt;Book and Such Agency&lt;/a&gt; and I was so excited for her! After&amp;nbsp;an adrenaline&amp;nbsp;boost like that, it was hard to resist hitting the pavement in an effort to "keep up." But walking with her through her adventure confirmed that it wasn't the right year for me. It's a thrilling ride requiring a lot of work that I didn't have time to commit to. Not while trying to teach &lt;strong&gt;Algebra, and potty training&lt;/strong&gt; too. So I waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dream &lt;strong&gt;lives&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've continued in my role as Assistant Editor for &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; done plenty of edits and critiques,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;worked in spurts on a &lt;strong&gt;new novel&lt;/strong&gt; project (which I am VERY excited about!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now what's on the horizon? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling looks to be coming to a close in the Massaro home. My 8th grader will move on to the public High School in about six months--yikes--and my 6th grader is so against coming home for Jr High that I think it might backfire if I insist. As mom, I'll always have the perogative to yank her out of school if I catch her smoking, swearing, and sneaking off with boys, hehe.&amp;nbsp;But as of today, it looks like I won't have a student next school year. More time on my hands? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor will be three in May. Still very young and in those sneaky years a mom's heart always longs to return to, and which I strive not to miss. But diapers are gone and playgroup days may open up, so we're definitely feeling the winds of change approaching. (They make me &lt;strong&gt;itchy&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; been itching to let my &lt;strong&gt;WIP&lt;/strong&gt; take off. Some days I've thrown myself into it and others I must pull back. But guess what? I still have ideas and words in me! That feels amazing! I'm working the rust out of my gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's no surprise I'm entering the &lt;strong&gt;Genesis&lt;/strong&gt; contest and praying for a good jump in scores. I'm also working on that second novel, hoping to have it ready to pitch by the ACFW &lt;strong&gt;conference&lt;/strong&gt; in September (which I'm planning to attend), studying craft continuously,&amp;nbsp;and looking for opportunities that fit my availability. And of course I continue critiquing and editing for close friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm promoting excellent Christian Fiction&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a couple interviews upcoming. Next week &lt;strong&gt;April Gardner&lt;/strong&gt; is interviewing me over at COTT and I'll be recording my first-ever podcast with &lt;a href="http://blog.clsimmons.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cynthia Simmons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be sure to share the link when that goes live a few weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiction Fridays--well, my blog in general--is one of those things I allowed to take a back seat to my busier home schedule. I do hope to spend more time with you in 2012. I've missed you! So thanks for coming by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, a &lt;strong&gt;challenge&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the following &lt;strong&gt;YA story prompt&lt;/strong&gt; and expand it. Post the final product on your blog (hopefully next week) and leave me the link here.&amp;nbsp;Ready. Set. Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jemma tossed her braid over her shoulder and lifted her chin. Gluing her gaze to the front of the room, she refused to look at Polly. Let the girl stare at the back of her head all day, she wouldn’t care. She'd never forgive her. Why had she ever trusted her with her biggest secret? Jemma didn’t plan on ever trusting anyone again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things were meant to stay locked up inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1498843297261316137?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1498843297261316137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1498843297261316137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1498843297261316137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1498843297261316137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/02/fiction-friday.html' title='Fiction Friday'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3447193887951445817</id><published>2012-01-30T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T04:00:12.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>Spotlight on April Gardner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;*guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ms. Davy) was an amazing cheerleader and I lived to make her smile with my stories. Whether I really was or not at that point, she made me believe I was a good writer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ Sr. Editor April Gardner, on who inspired her writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wQKd6fGPHs/TyBlNcweK4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/GAfc-yHgUtk/s1600/April%2527s+headshot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wQKd6fGPHs/TyBlNcweK4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/GAfc-yHgUtk/s1600/April%2527s+headshot.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Today we get to spend some time with COTT founder &lt;a href="http://www.aprilgardner.com/" target="_blank"&gt;April Gardner&lt;/a&gt;. April is an amazing author, good friend, and an inspiration to me. She’s a sometime home school mom, a military wife, a talented writer, and a frugal do-it-yourselfer. So I was excited to get to pick her brain! Below are the questions that I always wanted to ask. I’m sure you will find them just as fascinating as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: April, what was it like growing up with &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;missionary parents&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: We never lacked for excitement, that's for sure! Some MKs struggle with change, but I never minded it. I was shy and content merely to be with my family; wherever they were, I was happy, no matter the town or country! Growing up in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; and learning Spanish was one of God's beautiful gifts to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: That's so cool! Some might be surprised to hear that you are &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;dyslexic&lt;/span&gt;. What advice or encouragement would you give to others out there struggling with dyslexia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I'd imagine that most reading this are adults, and by the time dyslexics reach adulthood, they've managed to cope quite well. Having a child with dyslexia, however, was something that took me completely by surprise, surprisingly. LOL From what I hear, it goes through the mother, so odds were pretty good one of my kids would struggle with it. When it comes to dealing with a dyslexic child I've learned three things. 1. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt; is the name of the game! 2. Don't be afraid to reach out for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;. 3. There is no shame in being dyslexic or having another learning difficulty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: You have now experienced both the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;public school&lt;/span&gt; world and the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; world. What are your observations comparing both?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: My most important observation is that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God's plan&lt;/span&gt; for our children's education is 1. God's plan for us in unique! I cannot compare how others chose to educate their children with our own choices. 2. God's plan for us is not set in stone, never to change. What might be His will one year, might not be the next. We must be flexible and keep our ears &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tuned to Him&lt;/span&gt;. He'll speak most loudly through our kids via their progress, contentment, discipline, and attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Great insights! Ok, so what began your &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fascination with history&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Laura Ingells Wilder and her &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Little House books&lt;/span&gt;! They were the first "big" books that held my attention well enough to make reading worth all the effort. I haven't looked back since!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I love those books too! You are a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;military spouse&lt;/span&gt;--where have you lived, and which was your favorite place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The military first moved us to &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;. We were 19 years old and newly married. Our tour lasted 7 years. Straight from there, we went to &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; for four years, and we've currently been in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Georgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; 2.5 years. &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/country-region&gt; holds a very dear place in our hearts for many reasons, but I have felt most content and fulfilled right here in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Georgia&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;. God bless the &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;!! Boy, it's good to be home. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Wow, that sounds so adventurous! And now you're a published author--another adventure! Who first &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;inspired you to pursue publication&lt;/span&gt; and writing? Who inspires you today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Several people along the path of my life worked together to inspire me to pick up the pen, but the first was my high school creative &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;writing teacher&lt;/span&gt;, Ms. Davy. She was an amazing cheerleader and I lived to make her smile with my stories. Whether I really was or not at that point, she made me believe I was a good writer. Today, it's the drive to reach goals that inspires me. I do love a challenge!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Of the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt; you've created, who is your favorite and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;True Seeker&lt;/span&gt;, the budding Creek Indian warrior from my latest novel, Warring Spirits, is my favorite character so far. His heart is &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; to his name, he &lt;strong&gt;seeks&lt;/strong&gt; wisdom, honor, and a personal relationship with the Giver and Taker of Breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;I like his character too. But of course, they're all good in my opinion! Besides writing excellent historical romance novels, you also have a lot to share on your &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;blog &lt;/span&gt;about managing &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;health issues&lt;/span&gt; with diet, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;frugality&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;parenting&lt;/span&gt;. Any idea what's coming up in &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Great question! LOL My blog is ever changing, but yes, I do tend to focus on those topics. Right now, I'm on an &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;all-natural foods kick&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm sure my followers will see more of those tips in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Tell us about your &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;recent book releases&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwCssVQ8Gv8/TyBlSpXBYJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/h4fHjjnxb8A/s1600/warringspiritsthumbnail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iwCssVQ8Gv8/TyBlSpXBYJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/h4fHjjnxb8A/s1600/warringspiritsthumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Warring-Spirits-April-Gardner/dp/098341985X/ref%3dsr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1323354630&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Warring Spirits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is my latest adult fiction release. It's set in 1816 and is the story of a woman who might be able to hide her African heritage except for her hair, which is a dead give-away. Milly's escape from slavery leads her to the safety of Negro Fort where Major Phillip Bailey, believing her to be white, takes it upon himself to "free" her from the stronghold. At the same time, he's ordered to launch an attack against it. Accomplishing both is a virtual impossibility, especially when the beautiful woman doesn't want to be rescued. Where blood is shed, unexpected love may bloom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Michelle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I've read it and it's awesome! Head to Amazon you guys,&amp;nbsp; you won't regret it. April, thanks for answering all my hard-hitting questions today, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Readers, check out &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt; this week for some of our&amp;nbsp;favorite &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/01/beauty-of-amish.html" target="_blank"&gt;Amish Excerpt&lt;/a&gt;s!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3447193887951445817?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3447193887951445817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3447193887951445817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3447193887951445817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3447193887951445817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/spotlight-on-april-gardner.html' title='Spotlight on April Gardner'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_wQKd6fGPHs/TyBlNcweK4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/GAfc-yHgUtk/s72-c/April%2527s+headshot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4037097546226331569</id><published>2012-01-23T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:25:00.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the redemption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marylu tyndall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Winning Death Clash!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87LuroiW3Uw/TelPCR_8z3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/jvKaYcGvLC0/s1600/Blog+Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87LuroiW3Uw/TelPCR_8z3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/jvKaYcGvLC0/s320/Blog+Alliance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For the last couple weeks, &lt;strong&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/strong&gt; has been exploring two books delivering powerful death scenes. That's right, death scenes. The two books were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Vengeance Squad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Redemption&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We met authors Sidney Frost and MaryLu Tyndall and waited with bated breath to find out which title got the most votes. If you missed Friday's announcement, I won't keep you in suspense. Though the competition was stiff, the champion title is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Redemption&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, by MaryLu Tyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obrWnTArt8U/Twia3p0WZrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9y6zqz6C1YA/s1600/Redemption_Cover.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obrWnTArt8U/Twia3p0WZrI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9y6zqz6C1YA/s320/Redemption_Cover.JPG" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About the book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lady Charlisse Bristol sets off on a voyage in search of a father she never knew, only to find herself shipwrecked on a deserted island. After weeks of combating the elements, her salvation comes in the form of a band of pirates and their fiercely handsome leader, Edmund Merrick. Will Charlisse free herself from the seductive lure of this pirate captain and find the father's love she so ardently craves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;While battling his attraction to this winsome lady and learning to walk a more godly path, Edmund offers to help Charlisse on her quest--until he discovers her father is none other than Edward the Terror, the cruelest pirate on the Caribbean. Can Edmund win this lady's love while shielding her from his lecherous crew and working to bring her father to justice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Can the supernatural power of God rescue Charlisse and Edmund from the danger and treachery that await them as they ride upon the tumultuous waves of the Caribbean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few of the comments from readers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="scrollbox"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I loved the Excerpt B.....I look forward to reading the book..it seemed more historical and the genre of books I enjoy reading. I am personally blessed by many of the Christian fiction authors and want to say thank you for all you for your readers. God bless you both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Someone turning to Christ at the last moment is always a touching scene. It tugs at your heart to know that someone you would never see again, now you will. Very touching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Keep writing as God leads you. You are bringing God's truth to readers; some who really need those truths in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;About the author&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPDie5iXCV8/TwjV_95YsYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/03Zbg1_i5Ag/s1600/MaryLuTyndallsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xPDie5iXCV8/TwjV_95YsYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/03Zbg1_i5Ag/s200/MaryLuTyndallsm.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;MaryLu Tyndall, a Christy Award finalist, and author of more than ten novels is known for her swashbuckling historical romances filled with deep spiritual themes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;MaryLu dreamt of tall ships and swashbuckling pirates during her childhood years on Florida’s Atlantic Coast. Unfortunately, instead of pursuing that dream, she worked as a miserable, landlocked software engineer for fifteen years. Only by the grace and providence of God, did she decide to answer His call to write a Christian Pirate series. Today, while writing her eleventh novel, she manages a home, husband, and six kids while battling three cats who have decided that her keyboard is the best place to sleep!&amp;nbsp; She believes that without popcorn and chocolate, life would not be worth living, and her sole motivation is to bring others closer to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What fun! For a sneak peak at the book, check out the winning excerpt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/01/best-death-scenes.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You might also enjoy her fascinating interview &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2012/01/redemption-interview-with-marylu.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Right now, &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt; is in the middle of a brand new clash so be sure to head over there to cast your vote. You just might win a free book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Happy reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4037097546226331569?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4037097546226331569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4037097546226331569&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4037097546226331569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4037097546226331569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/winning-death-clash.html' title='Winning Death Clash!!!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87LuroiW3Uw/TelPCR_8z3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/jvKaYcGvLC0/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6686760943116320812</id><published>2012-01-16T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T02:00:03.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laurel Award-Winning Novel, Fairer Than Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;*by Sr. Editor, &lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.com/"&gt;April W Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“I knew that I had just been given an amazing true story that needed to be told.” –Rosslyn Elliott, Clash of the Titles 2011 Laurel Award Winner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr45F0UkdxU/Twx8L3ywK1I/AAAAAAAAHik/ncrxM-Gk0do/s1600/Tourney+Button.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr45F0UkdxU/Twx8L3ywK1I/AAAAAAAAHik/ncrxM-Gk0do/s200/Tourney+Button.png" width="196px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Portions of that story—&lt;i&gt;Fairer Than Morning&lt;/i&gt;—won the majority of COTT reader votes in June when it took the victory in the “Best Protagonist” ring. In November, it competed against a long list of other COTT champion novels then took home the Laurel. More hearty congratulations go to author Rosslyn Elliott for her win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/06/protagonist-winners-annouced.html"&gt;Read June’s winning excerpt&lt;/a&gt; (excerpt B).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/10/tournament-of-champions-clash-7-lets.html"&gt;Read the Laurel Award winning excerpt&lt;/a&gt; (excerpt A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Saddler's Legacy series is inspired by a real family in American history--the Hanby family, who are to this day the most celebrated citizens of Westerville, Ohio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairer-Morning-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/1595547851/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326218421&amp;amp;sr=8-1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zrGrdQuyDp0/Twx8n8s4hGI/AAAAAAAAHis/C5K7NkE_Vcw/s1600/Fairer+than+morning+cover.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About Laurel Award-winning novel, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairer-Morning-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/1595547851/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326218421&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Fairer Than Morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ann dreams of a marriage proposal from her poetic suitor, Eli—until Will Hanby shows her that nobility is more than fine words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On a small farm in 19th century Ohio, young Ann Miller is pursued by the gallant Eli Bowen, son of a prominent family. Eli is the suitor of Ann’s dreams. Like her, he enjoys poetry and beautiful things and soon, he will move to the city to become a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Ann travels to Pittsburgh, accompanying her minister father on business, she meets Will Hanby, a saddle-maker’s apprentice. Will has spent years eking out an existence under a cruel master and his spirit is nearly broken. Anne’s compassion lights a long-dark part of his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Through his encounters with Anne’s father, a master saddler, Will discovers new hope and courage even in the midst of tremendous adversity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When the Millers must return to Ohio and their ministry there, Will resolves to find them, at any cost. If Will can make it back to Ann, will she be waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn more about the book as Clash of the Titles staff interviews the author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="scrollbox"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hostess Raqul Byrnes asks&lt;/b&gt;, “What led you to use the inspirational Hanby family and how did you first come to know about them?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosslyn&lt;/b&gt;: After I finished my doctoral dissertation, I decided to try my hand at writing my first historical novel. I was living in Westerville, Ohio at the time, so I decided to go visit a small local house museum so I could research all the kitchen artifacts and farm tools. Before the tour, a guide took me into an outbuilding and showed me a video about the Hanby family, who had lived in that house. By the time I stood up thirty minutes later, I knew that I had just been given an amazing true story that needed to be told. The Hanbys lived romantic, action-filled lives marked by courage, and most importantly, they served others out of faith and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hostess Lisa Lickel asks&lt;/b&gt;,“Rosslyn, what does “nobility” mean to you and to the era of your story and today? What made you choose that character trait?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosslyn&lt;/b&gt;: The origin of that word on the back jacket of the book is that when my publisher and I were creating jacket copy, I had to come up with a condensed way to describe what it means to find a man of true value. And both in Ann’s time and today, the words noble man mean a man of great worth and high virtue. It also made a nice contrast with the apparent gentility and breeding of one suitor, who would fit the other meaning of nobleman far more obviously than the ragged Will Hanby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assistant Editor Michelle Massaro &lt;/b&gt;asks, “What circumstances led up to Will Hanby's down-trodden situation?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosslyn&lt;/b&gt;: In the novel, we learn that Will’s parents and his sisters all died of a virulent form of tuberculosis which killed much more quickly than ordinary TB. (The novel never reveals this in such specifics, but the TB was disseminated bovine TB, for those who care, acquired through milk ingested on a visit to a cattle farm, when Will and his brother were not with the others!). Their deaths left only Will and his younger brother, who were forced to indenture themselves to farmers to avoid infection and work in exchange for food and board. The farmers were kind, but Will ends up under a much harsher master when he signs a new indenture with Master Good. &amp;nbsp;The historical facts behind what happened to the real William Hanby were somewhat different, but the effect was the same: out of dire poverty, he indentured himself in his youth to Master Good, and much of what followed was what also happens in the novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talent Scout Katie McCurdy asks&lt;/b&gt;, “Which character, not counting Ann or Will, is your favorite? Did you have a certain character that kinda suddenly took a main role that you didn't forsee when you plotted Fairer Than Morning?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosslyn&lt;/b&gt;: My favorite supporting character is Ann’s father, Mr. Miller, whom I admire so much that I honestly wonder how I wrote him sometimes. His was the part of the novel that seemed most spirit-led. But the characters who suddenly appeared onstage who weren’t part of the novel at all, in the original sketchy outline, were Mr. and Mrs. Holmes and their daughter Amelia! They showed up on that steamboat and began to take on a life of their own, and before I knew it they were a major subplot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listen to Another Interview:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After her Laurel Award win, Author Rosslyn Elliott was also interviewed by Christian Authors Guild board member, &lt;a href="http://blog.clsimmons.com/"&gt;Cynthia L. Simmons&lt;/a&gt;. This is a podcast you won’t want to miss. You can listen to in our sidebar or find it by &lt;a href="http://blog.clsimmons.com/2011/11/29/20111129.aspx"&gt;&lt;b&gt;visiting this link&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The second in the series&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sweeter-Birdsong-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/159554786X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326218654&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Sweeter Than Birdsong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, releases next month and promises to be just as compelling as the first. Below,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in two short, yet intriguing excerpts,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the author shares a taste of what’s to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sweeter-Birdsong-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/159554786X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326218654&amp;amp;sr=1-1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bCWLatWDye0/TwyMm8zFUYI/AAAAAAAAHi0/sX0U43FD-24/s320/Sweetermedium.JPG" width="210px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But first, here’s a brief summary of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sweeter-Birdsong-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/159554786X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326218654&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Sweeter Than Birdsong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, book two in the Saddler’s Legacy series.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Music offers Kate sweet refuge from her troubles… But real freedom is sweeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In Westerville, Ohio, 1855, Kate Winter’s dreams are almost within reach. As the first woman to graduate from Otterbein College, she’ll be guaranteed her deepest wish: escape from the dark secret haunting her family. But with her mother determined to marry her off to a wealthy man, Kate must face reality. She has to run. Now. And she has the perfect plan. Join the upcoming musical performance--and use it to mask her flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ben Hanby, Otterbein College’s musical genius, sees Kate Winter as an enigmatic creature, notable for her beauty, yet painfully shy. Then he hears her sing—and the glory of her voice moves him as never before. He determines to cast her in his musical and uncover the mystery that is Kate. Still, he must keep his own secret to himself. Not even this intriguing woman can know that his passionate faith is driving him to aid fugitives on the Underground Railroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A terrifying accident brings Kate and Ben together, but threatens to shatter both their secrets and their dreams. Kate can no longer deny the need to find her courage—and her voice—if she is to sing a new song for their future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excerpts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="scrollbox"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Westerville, Ohio 1855&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Her customary walk across the college quadrangle had become an executioner’s march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kate’s heeled shoes clunked over the flagstones. Her full skirt and horsehair crinoline dragged from her waist, too warm even for this mild May morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She climbed the stone steps of the whitewashed college building and laid hold of the black iron door handle with a clammy palm. The dim foyer led to the lecture hall. Her breath came faster and her corset squeezed her lungs. It had not felt so tight when the maid laced it an hour ago. Up ahead loomed the dark rectangle of the hall’s oaken door, which stood ajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She paused on the threshold. Inside the hall, a baritone voice lifted in clear, well-balanced phrases. The speaker’s persuasive power carried even here. Ben Hanby. He was the best orator in the class. She laid a hand to her midsection to quell the pulsing nausea there. If she did not go in now, she would not go at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;At her push, the door swung open to reveal rows of masculine shoulders in dark coats, all heads turned toward the speaker. Each gentleman’s neat coattails fell open over his knees, black against the polished wood floor. Each white collar rose to the sweep of hair worn according to the current vogue, longer than a Roman’s but never past the collar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the raised platform beyond them, Ben Hanby stood, as natural and poised as if he were alone in the room, his dark hair thick over his brow. His eyes were intent, his face alive with interest in his subject, but his words floated past Kate in a wash of sounds her jumping nerves could not interpret. Of course speaking came easily for him—his father was a minister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He finished with a question to the audience, and even her disrupted attention caught the subtle humor in the lift of his eyebrow as he delivered his line straight-faced. A chuckle rose from the young men, echoed in the lighter laughter of the small party of young lady scholars seated with their chaperone on the end of the front row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ben Hanby descended the stairs, the barest smile appearing as he exchanged glances with his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Miss Winter.” Professor Hayworth’s bass rumbled across the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heads turned toward her. Her skin tingled in waves of heat, her heart kicked in an uneven cadence. Could it stop from such fright?—the thought made it worsen, like a stutter in her chest that could not move on to the next beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“I am glad you choose to join us today.” Professor Hayworth spoke to her from the dais, beside the podium, full bearded in his formal black robe. “You have arrived just in time to give the first of our ladies’ speeches.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She avoided their curious stares as her pulse quickened and her mouth dried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Please proceed to the podium,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All was quiet and dark. The boat bobbed like a cradle soothing a baby to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It didn’t calm Kate, who sat immobile in the prow. She laced her hands together in her lap where John Parker could not see them and dug her fingers into the back of her knuckles. She couldn’t stop the faint tremble that had started inside her and traveled to her hands. He mustn’t see her shaking or he would think her unfit for the errand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The chirp of crickets set a rhythm for little splashes from the oars as John rowed them toward the Kentucky side. They were quite close now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She must shake off this dreamlike state. She peered at the riverbank as far as she could see to left and right. At least there was no sign of a lantern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They bumped up against the reeds. John jumped out, heedless of the mud and several inches of water. He lashed the tow rope of the fishing boat to a birch tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She must move now. She clambered over the side and into the dark water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The unfamiliar feeling of the breeches increased her sense of having traveled to some different life, some strange body. It could not be she, traipsing around the wild in men’s trousers. Someone else entirely had come on this errand—someone braver and stronger who just happened to resemble her on the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A few waterlogged steps brought her to where John stood on the riverbank, like the shadow of a tree in the moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“This way.” He walked ahead of her, straight towards the thickest tangle of thorny bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;****&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you would like to join the COTT Blog Alliance tour for this award-winning novel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Jan 14-18),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;please email us at contactcott(at)gmail(dot)com.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6686760943116320812?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6686760943116320812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6686760943116320812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6686760943116320812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6686760943116320812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/laurel-award-winning-novel-fairer-than.html' title='Laurel Award-Winning Novel, Fairer Than Morning'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dr45F0UkdxU/Twx8L3ywK1I/AAAAAAAAHik/ncrxM-Gk0do/s72-c/Tourney+Button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5698862563120799238</id><published>2012-01-09T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:20:00.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Alliance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>COTT Rings In The New Year</title><content type='html'>January Story Improv: &lt;a href="http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/januarys-story-improv.html" target="_blank"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS THERE A BOOK YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE COMPETE ON CLASH OF THE TITLES? PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO ENTER THE TITLE IN OUR QUICK SURVEY, BELOW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWegDkMmWA/TwhE7DtGKXI/AAAAAAAAHic/WBl3bfVadI4/s1600/Blog+Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWegDkMmWA/TwhE7DtGKXI/AAAAAAAAHic/WBl3bfVadI4/s320/Blog+Alliance.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;*by COTT Sr. Editor, &lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.com/"&gt;April W Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;January is in full swing, starting 2012 off with a bang. At &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;, you can take that quite literally! For the next two weeks, we’re featuring Death. That’s right. Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Death has the power to intrigue and terrify, and it’s that power that a good book taps into, often leaving a permanent mark on the reader’s memory. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; today, to read two Death excerpts and vote for the one that impacts you the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Remember that every book you send to the Champions Ring will have a shot at our Laurel Award, handed out at the end of our Tournament of Champions. Coming October 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Between now and our October Tournament, we'll have a slew of exciting clashes—some, old reliables; others, brand new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here’s &amp;nbsp;what's on the COTT calendar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Almost Kiss&lt;/b&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Feb, &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/test-page-1.html"&gt;accepting submissions&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unpublished Hooks&lt;/b&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(March, &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/test-page-1.html"&gt;accepting submissions&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a glimpse at clashes you might see in the future:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Guy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Guy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leading Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back Cover Summary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comparable Covers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayhem and Mishaps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creepy Covers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author’s Choice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reader’s Choice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tantalizing Titles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Adult&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Childrens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is there a specific book that comes to mind that you would like to see compete on Clash of the Titles in one of these clashes? We want to know!! Please enter the book title in the survey box below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Also new in 2012, once a quarter, a specially selected COTT Champ will be featured in a podcast interview with Christian Authors Guild board member, Cynthia L. Simmons. You can hear our current podcast&lt;a href="http://blog.clsimmons.com/2011/11/29/20111129.aspx"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clash of the Titles thanks each of our readers and voters for making COTT such a fun hang-out during 2011. We look forward to another year of introducing you to amazing new books and giving you the opportunity to win them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="surveyMonkeyInfo"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.surveymonkey.com/jsEmbed.aspx?sm=9HCyO0z27bnF53w9FU80ew_3d_3d"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Create your &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/"&gt;free online surveys&lt;/a&gt; with SurveyMonkey, the world's leading questionnaire tool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5698862563120799238?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5698862563120799238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5698862563120799238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5698862563120799238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5698862563120799238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/cott-rings-in-new-year.html' title='COTT Rings In The New Year'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWWegDkMmWA/TwhE7DtGKXI/AAAAAAAAHic/WBl3bfVadI4/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1444184642249163066</id><published>2012-01-07T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:05:59.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>January's Story Improv</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've done one of these. I thought we'd have a little fun this week. Read the story opening below, and add the next few lines in the comments. Be sure to read &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; the comments as the story grows so that our tale makes sense. Since this week's upcoming clash at &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt; is about Death, let's see if we can work that in. Who knows, together we could write the most compelling excerpt of all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'll leave this open awhile, providing links back to it at the top of future posts so it's easy to find. Feel free to invite friends to join in too.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marianne sat in the green wicker chair with her mug of spiced cider warming her hands. The mountain breeze brought a few tendrils of hair swirling into her eyes. She tucked them back behind her ear and adjusted the collar of her heavy robe. Early mornings at the lake-front cabin had been her favorite time the last forty years, and today was no different. Though everything else in her life seemed to have changed overnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1444184642249163066?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1444184642249163066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1444184642249163066&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1444184642249163066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1444184642249163066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2012/01/januarys-story-improv.html' title='January&apos;s Story Improv'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-701075164076370338</id><published>2011-12-21T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T13:12:45.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Alliance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gail Pallotta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Blog Alliance Partners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;*guest post by Gail Pallotta&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you to our blog alliance&amp;nbsp;partners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ7UovVrmPQ/TtonEvmTyqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fUu52GUCHMg/s1600/Jessforblogallianceblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ7UovVrmPQ/TtonEvmTyqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fUu52GUCHMg/s320/Jessforblogallianceblog.jpg" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica Keller&lt;/strong&gt; works from an office her husband set up for her in their Chicago home. Using a bright orange laptop she posts five days a week. She blogged big-time in college, garnering a huge following. She says, “It got to the point where people I didn’t know would walk up to me and start talking…about my life because they were addicted to my blog.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;After graduation she ended that blog and went to work in the records department of law enforcement. She figured her blogging days were over, but she started writing novels. She thought about author blogs she loved and wanted to “create a place like that so…someday when a novel-length piece is published…” she’ll already have a blog. &lt;br /&gt;Her blog reflects her love of baking, her communications and Biblical studies degree and her enthusiasm for books. She’ll read over one hundred this year. On Mondays she muses about life in general. Tasty Tuesdays give cooking advice and recipes. On Writing Wednesdays she shares her writing struggles and advice or hosts experts. Thick-of-it-Thursdays feature a spiritual message, and Fridays for Readers introduces new writers. At least once a month there’s a cookie give away. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;During the past nine years she’s written articles, short stories and a novella and recently made the finals in three contests. When she isn’t writing she runs in 5K’s and mentors college-aged women. When asked for a random fact about herself she said, “I have two cats named for super heroes, Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent.”&lt;br /&gt;Visit Jessica's blog&lt;a href="http://www.jesskeller.wordpress.com/"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmWw8AwyV6o/TtonOr2j5AI/AAAAAAAAAgk/r9WZHLszas4/s1600/CarolMoncadobw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmWw8AwyV6o/TtonOr2j5AI/AAAAAAAAAgk/r9WZHLszas4/s320/CarolMoncadobw.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carol Moncado&lt;/strong&gt; blogs about life and writing from a big cushy chair in a basement in the Ozarks. She says the area “is slowly becoming my office/library.” She’s written on and off ever since she was a kid, seriously for the last two years. She blogs everyday attracting readers, other writers and friends who want to know a little more about her, her writing and the authors she likes. She says, “I try to have humor – and we all know laughter is the best medicine!I&amp;nbsp;love to get comments.” &lt;br /&gt;As for her writing, she’s currently blogging her way through NaNoWriMo. When she isn’t blogging or working on her own writing projects, she takes care of four children, reads and watches television. Her all time favorite show – NCIS. &lt;br /&gt;When asked to share a random fact about herself she said, “When we moved into our first house, we moved on Friday the 13th to a house on Elm Street. We found and put an offer on our second [current] house on 06/06/06.”&lt;br /&gt;Visit Carol’s blog &lt;a href="http://www.carolmoncado.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FalVAq74lJI/Ttom-D5omjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wSJAMu1xXv4/s1600/Marianne+Evans+Author+Pic_Informal+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FalVAq74lJI/Ttom-D5omjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wSJAMu1xXv4/s320/Marianne+Evans+Author+Pic_Informal+2.jpg" width="258px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marianne Evans&lt;/strong&gt; started her blog, A Minute with Marianne, a little over two years ago. She says, “I loved the idea of chronicling my thoughts and expanding my writing platform…Call it ‘keeping up with the times.’” An added bonus. “It’s a blast…”&lt;br /&gt;She posts almost once a week. A Minute with Marianne introduces readers to writers and books they may not otherwise hear about. Marianne says, “There are so many wonderful inspirational, Christian themed books out there. I love shining a light on them and getting the word out on new and exciting authors.” Her blog also covers writing inspirations, motivational tidbits, reviews and publishing news.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps her blog casual with highlights on having fun, getting to know people and sharing a passion for great writing. When Marianne isn’t blogging, she writes.&amp;nbsp; She’s A Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence winner for Hearts Crossing. She was a 2011 finalist for Christian Small Publisher Book of the Year for Hearts Surrender. Marianne says she made the jump from secular romance to Christian Inspirational romance/fiction when “the call on her heart matched the ideas in her head.” Visit her blog &lt;a href="http://www.marianneevans.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-701075164076370338?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/701075164076370338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=701075164076370338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/701075164076370338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/701075164076370338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-alliance-partners.html' title='Blog Alliance Partners!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ7UovVrmPQ/TtonEvmTyqI/AAAAAAAAAgc/fUu52GUCHMg/s72-c/Jessforblogallianceblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1583816101845559223</id><published>2011-12-15T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T07:01:02.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warring spirits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>Book Release!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/c5ebhlg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsU57mjw9hM/TtfbweJidVI/AAAAAAAAHXs/IwhLh2mFM3c/s320/warring+spirits+300+X+450.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There’s a party going on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Historical fiction author &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aprilgardner.com/landingpage.html" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;April W Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; is celebrating the release of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/c5ebhlg"&gt;Warring Spirits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, the second book in her Creek Country Saga! Everyone who purchases &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Warring Spirits&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/c5ebhlg" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Thursday, December 15, 2011, will be entered into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;SIX different drawings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; for some cool and unique prizes. That’s right—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;ONE purchase. SIX chances to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aprilgardner.com/landingpage.html"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR MORE DETAILS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She’s also giving away personalized, signed book plates (labels for the inside cover). One for every book you purchase. That’s a lot of bang for your buck. Order today and cross a few names off your Christmas list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So what’s this book about? &lt;i&gt;Warring Spirits&lt;/i&gt; is the sequel to &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/3e8nqkh"&gt;Wounded Spirits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, April’s Grace Award winning debut novel. Here’s a bit about today’s featured novel:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where blood is spilt, unexpected love may bloom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;In 1816 Georgia, escaped slaves control the land just beyond the American border in Las Floridas. Lost somewhere between white and black worlds, Milly follows hope to the only place that can offer her refuge—the place Georgians are calling Negro Fort. The first, sweet taste of freedom convinces Milly that surrender is not an option. Death would be more welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;Major Phillip Bailey has orders to subdue the uprising and return the runaways to their masters. Forced to fight alongside Creek warriors—the same who etched the scars into his mind and flesh—Phillip primes himself for battle. &amp;nbsp;But inside, a war already rages—return for the woman he thought lost to him or concede her to the enemy she loves; follow orders or follow his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ready to learn more? Hop to &lt;a href="http://www.aprilgardner.com/landingpage.html"&gt;APRIL'S PLACE&lt;/a&gt; to see what all the hoopla's about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is what author Lynette Bonnor has to say about Warring Spirits:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“One of the best books I’ve read all year, Warring Spirits by April Gardner pulled me in and kept me turning pages all the way to the satisfying conclusion. Through the eyes of a mixed-blood slave, and a scarred and wounded major, you’ll encounter prejudice, heartache, loss, and a love so palpable you’ll feel it to your very core. Full of grit, realism, and edge of your seat action, Warring Spirits is a story not to be missed!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Lynnette Bonner - Author&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynnettebonner.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;lynnettebonne&lt;/span&gt;r.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;I was thrilled to read Warring Spirits after having read Wounded Spirits. I looked forward to finding out what happened with Totka and Adela, the two main characters from the first book, which had left me hanging and begging for more. This book, however, shifts focus onto new and highly intriguing characters. Though I was reluctant at first to embrace their journeys--still eager to stick with the old characters--before long I was fully caught up in Phillip, Milly, Isum, and True Seeker's stories and felt more than satisfied with the experience of living in their world. Mrs. Gardner did a wonderful job of incorporating enough of Adela and Totka's story to keep her fans happy and content with its resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the first reviewer said, I think this book is even better written than the author's debut title and I can't wait to see what else she comes up with in future novels. Many authors start off strong before quickly peaking. This one seems on a trajectory for a long and successful career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like historical novels full of God's grace and sovereignty over each of our personal lives, read this book. No matter where you are stationed in life--at the top of the heap, from an abusive background, a victim of prejudice, an empty belly, or a traumatic loss--this book shows how God is present in our lives and circumstances, redeeming it all for those who call to Him. Highly recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Michelle Massaro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4wWUYYdQv8/TtfcEJHlubI/AAAAAAAAHX0/ZPOpBFr1GCc/s1600/April%2527s+headshot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4wWUYYdQv8/TtfcEJHlubI/AAAAAAAAHX0/ZPOpBFr1GCc/s200/April%2527s+headshot.JPG" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sound intriguing? Head to &lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.com/"&gt;APRIL'S PLACE&lt;/a&gt; to learn more! Or go straight to &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/c5ebhlg"&gt;AMAZON&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to get your copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--April W Gardner is a multi-published author and the founder and senior editor of the fun literary site, &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1583816101845559223?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1583816101845559223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1583816101845559223&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1583816101845559223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1583816101845559223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/12/book-release.html' title='Book Release!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsU57mjw9hM/TtfbweJidVI/AAAAAAAAHXs/IwhLh2mFM3c/s72-c/warring+spirits+300+X+450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-8886846074457426530</id><published>2011-12-12T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:16:49.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Alliance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring for suzannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Judging A Book By Its Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;*by &lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week Clash of the Titles held their first ever Clash of the Covers. This fast-paced clash was different than their usual fare, because instead of judging the author's story, we judged how well their cover designs matched their theme or made us want to pick up the book. There were four books to vote on, from authors&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.catherinerichmond.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cathy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://webpages.charter.net/ericavetsch/home.html" target="_blank"&gt;Erica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lacyjwilliams.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lacy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.maggiebrendan.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Maggie&lt;/a&gt;. The books were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marrying&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Miss Marshal, Spring For Susannah, A Bride's Portrait,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deeply Devoted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was a VERY CLOSE race and it saw enough voter participation to max out the scoreboards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some of the comments included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Spring for Susannah - Susannah is aware of the man but she looks as though she could turn away, or turn towards him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;Marrying Miss Marshall seems to speak volumes about the heroine--just in her position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;The cover of A Brides Portrait, really sells the title by having the woman with a camera on it. Caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;I love cover C...looks like the "old west"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Marrying Miss Marshal. Hmm, with that rifle laid across her lap, one wonders who's daring enough to approach her, much less marry her. Intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;I loved A Bride's Portrait of Dodge City - it added so many components of the story into the cover besides just a profile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Love this (A) - it's intriguing. I'm not sure from the picture whether she's toting for justice, revenge, or protection. Makes me curious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Champion Book that was voted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BEST SETTING&amp;nbsp;THAT CAPTURES&amp;nbsp;THE MOOD OF&amp;nbsp;THE TITLE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Springtime For Susanna&lt;/em&gt;, by Catherine Richmond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXFpp9X0io8/TuYV_92H5OI/AAAAAAAAHY8/RiBc2zjOlZo/s1600/spring+for+susannah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXFpp9X0io8/TuYV_92H5OI/AAAAAAAAHY8/RiBc2zjOlZo/s1600/spring+for+susannah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="notranslate"&gt;This week, COTT is sporting a holiday/winter theme with host&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Gail Pallotta&lt;/a&gt;. We expect it to be another huge turn-out so please join us. We'll cozy up to the virtual fireplace, egg nog in hand, and browse for books. In this case, it's okay to judge the cover. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We’ll be taking a break December 26 – January 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And then come right back on January 9 with a new clash that will – literally – take your breath away! If you're an author, don’t forget to check upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/submissions.html" target="_blank"&gt;open clashes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and submit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-8886846074457426530?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8886846074457426530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=8886846074457426530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8886846074457426530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8886846074457426530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/12/judging-book-by-its-cover.html' title='Judging A Book By Its Cover'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXFpp9X0io8/TuYV_92H5OI/AAAAAAAAHY8/RiBc2zjOlZo/s72-c/spring+for+susannah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-2545271215571564070</id><published>2011-12-02T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:59:53.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich Aunties and Uncles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt;*A guest post by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inspireafire.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt;Jessica Dotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2k6cdtRbxzI/ToNe-Ya9bOI/AAAAAAAABhY/-C_5ScwqNUA/s1600/Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657469982707903714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2k6cdtRbxzI/ToNe-Ya9bOI/AAAAAAAABhY/-C_5ScwqNUA/s320/Tree.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;We have much to be judged on when he comes, slums and battlefields and insane asylums, but these are the symptoms of our illness and the result of our failures in love&lt;/em&gt;.” -- Madeleine L'Engle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tAtaS7y7PBg/ToNg9-99StI/AAAAAAAABhg/7K0iciTYRdA/s1600/sudan%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657472174898629330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tAtaS7y7PBg/ToNg9-99StI/AAAAAAAABhg/7K0iciTYRdA/s320/sudan%2B1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 214px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When my brother traveled to the Sudan he had an encounter that changed his life—and as it ends up, mine too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He stood in Darfur at an orphanage filled with children leftover from the genocide. There were over 800 children, and during the night wild dogs were dragging them off and killing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My brother already felt shell-shocked from the travesties he'd witnessed in Uganda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The day was hot. The sun beat down upon him. His camera had nearly been ruined from all the dust. He'd barely slept. His gear was heavy. Yet his conscience was seared by the numbness he felt, so he turned and confessed to a Sudanese pastor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"We shall pray right now that your heart will be opened," he was told.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not long after that prayer three young children approached Joshua and started to follow him. After a bit, his father nature kicked in and he stopped and sang Father Abraham. It didn't take long before the four of them were dancing and going through the motions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When they finished, he asked the children to tell him how they came to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The oldest, a girl, answered. "The soldiers came and shot my mother and father, so I came here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The two other children nodded in agreement. "Me, too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was grief struck, but it was what transpired next that tore my heart. "Do you have a Mommy?" The little girl asked my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Yes," he answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"And a Daddy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Again, his answer was yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Oh," she said, her voice hinting at a strange intermingling of numbness and grief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her question stirs me still. For I believe it came from her soul and revealed the thoughts of her heart. She didn't want to know what his country was like, what kind of food he ate, or what he did for a living. She had her own bullet holes leftover from the genocide. Her world consisted of this single question: Who still had parents and who didn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In her questions I heard her worry and fear. Imagine being trapped in a war-torn country, a land of famine, drought and disease. Imagine trying to survive it as an orphan with death threatening you every hour. No matter how much she's endured, at the end of the day, she's still just a little girl. And all she really wants is her Mom and Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I imagined my daughter living as an orphan in the Sudan. If I were shot and dying, it would be my hope that my brothers and sisters would care for her. But what if her aunts and uncles were killed too? What was it then, that her parents hoped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As members of the body of Christ these children are not alone. They have aunts and uncles. Multitudes and multitudes and multitudes of them. Talk about staggering! These kids are our nieces and nephews! Mine. Yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So who, I wondered, within the church has the responsibility to step in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I didn't like the answer that came. Earlier that week I was shocked to learn that globally I was one of the richest people in the world—even though as an American, I'm pretty poor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like it or not I was the rich aunt. I had knowledge of the situation. That made me accountable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wasn't comfortable with the knowledge then, and I'm not comfortable with the knowledge now. But I am determined to do something. Anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657472410407759090" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbmkrdjipVo/ToNhLsTtbPI/AAAAAAAABho/9s_OzTeSwcc/s320/book.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 214px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That day Joshua had in his possession a picture book that someone had asked him to give to someone in the Sudan. It was a children's book with a story about how we have a Heavenly Father who always loves and cares for us. Joshua read the book and gave it to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;An American woman took it upon herself to raise the money to build shelter. Every person who donated, even a dollar, helped to create a place where the little girl now sleeps safe from wild dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When Joshua told me he's going to start a branch of Watermelon Ministries called Media Change, a non-profit encouraging Americans to give up a portion of the money spent on entertainment to serve those fighting world hunger and thirst, I wanted to support it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For seven years he's helped non-profits raise money that serves the "least of these." He's seen the impact a small investment can have. This is a brand new initiative. He's not quite ready to launch, but you can sign up and be kept updated at &lt;a href="http://www.mediachange.org/"&gt;http://www.mediachange.org/&lt;/a&gt;. His first goal is garner the support of 10,000 people who are willing to give $10 a month. I'm number #3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is only a blog post, but who knows what one blog post can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What if the task of helping others isn't as overwhelming as we make it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-2545271215571564070?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/2545271215571564070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=2545271215571564070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2545271215571564070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2545271215571564070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/12/rich-aunties-and-uncles.html' title='Rich Aunties and Uncles...'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2k6cdtRbxzI/ToNe-Ya9bOI/AAAAAAAABhY/-C_5ScwqNUA/s72-c/Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5882458654872166284</id><published>2011-12-01T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:34:36.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christine lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><title type='text'>Christine Lindsay: An "Ordinary" Woman with an Extraordinary God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A huge welcome to blogger and author Christine Lindsay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I asked Christine who she is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;outside&lt;/i&gt; the realm of writing and publication and all that jazz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"I am so ordinary, it's hilarious. I used to be an administrative assistant, going off to work in suits, high heels and makeup. Now that I'm following the labor of my heart (writing) I work in my home office and wear the closest thing I can get to pajamas—sweat pants and a sweat shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"But there are times I have to go out and leave my beloved laptop behind along with my cat. Then I slap on some mascara, whip a comb through my hair, put on some decent slacks and head out the door with a cup of tea in my hands. I can drive with one hand and drink my tea with the other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What "ordinary"? That's multi-tasking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Christine admits that her life is "a whirlwind of stuff," between church and her family. But she still finds time to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I asked what inspired her novel, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Shadowed in Silk&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"As a British immigrant, I grew up on adventure stories set in British Colonial India. That was as fascinating and adventurous a time in England's history as the Wild West is to Americans," Christine said. "Think gallant cavalry officers dashing off into the desert to bring peace to a volatile land. And think also of their English wives and sweethearts drinking tea and eating cucumber sandwiches in flower-laden gardens."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Ooohhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; And she's not even finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"My number-one favorite book is a secular novel by the famous MM Kaye, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Far Pavilions&lt;/i&gt;. I always wanted to write a book set in India but from a Christian viewpoint. So I have a Christian major in the British Cavalry charging forward on his steed, searching for Russian spies, trying to keep the peace in a land on the brink of rebellion, and helping a woman and her son who are being abused and neglected by her husband."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The heroine is not a Christian when &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Shadowed in Silk&lt;/i&gt; opens, and she falls in love with this dashing hero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"He is committed to God," Christine explained. "There is no chance of a relationship between them. It's not a romance, but a love story that only God can sort out. It's also about women who suffer in all nationalities from abusive marriages."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Christine shares her own "true-life birth-mother" story on her website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christinelindsay.org/search/label/Adoption%20Chapter%201"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Do &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; miss this testimony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;. Her birth-daughter, Sarah, modeled for the cover of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Shadowed in Silk. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shadowedinsilk--chapterone.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-behind-cover.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Take a look at how it all came together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;—it's &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;well&lt;/i&gt; worth the read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Her blog's tagline is, "&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Writer of fiction that matters…to give hope, and strengthen faith on the long journey of life."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I asked her about that. Christine said her childhood was far from idyllic, and a series of painful events led to her giving up a daughter for adoption. That's when her surrender to Christ came about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"I'm drawn to write fiction that reaches out to people who suffer in these very unattractive situations. I would love it if we could all have storybook romances, but I see so much pain in the people all around me. But having seen what God did in my surrendered life, I write stories that will take that broken woman and spin a story around her that shows what God can do in a surrendered life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"He really can give back to people the years that the locusts have eaten."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Why is she willing to give COTT space on her blog every other week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"I find the COTT alliance an energetic group of writers that inspire me. I love the fun and camaraderie with the clashes," she said. "And it gets the word out to readers of all the great Christian fiction that's available. They are a great group of people to be affiliated with. I consider it an honor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The feeling is entirely mutual, especially given Christine's beautiful purpose statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"The only reason I write or speak is to encourage others. Life can be tough at times. But we have a loving Heavenly Father who only wants to embrace us and turn our heartaches into our greatest joys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"I know this to be true. I'm a walking billboard that He does give us back the years the locusts have eaten."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christinelindsay.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Christine's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christinelindsay.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Christine's website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EV3YX94ntSI"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Book trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5882458654872166284?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5882458654872166284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5882458654872166284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5882458654872166284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5882458654872166284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/12/christine-lindsay-ordinary-woman-with.html' title='Christine Lindsay: An &quot;Ordinary&quot; Woman with an Extraordinary God'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4960635209112468202</id><published>2011-11-27T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T11:55:51.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Strength For Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpunPne1cdg/TtKMWu7gtVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/05Pv0sH0X8s/s1600/kinkade_victorian_christmaslg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="224px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpunPne1cdg/TtKMWu7gtVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/05Pv0sH0X8s/s320/kinkade_victorian_christmaslg.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you believe it's almost December? I love the holidays, but I always struggle this time of year. My heart aches for the Thomas Kinkade paintings, for smiles and laughter and goodwill toward man (especially between siblings in the house!), for snuggling by the fire, kisses under the mistletoe, all that good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real life is not a painting. Or an old black-and-white movie. (That's often why we love escaping into our novels.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Real life finds too many dust bunnies when it's time to move furniture to make room for the tree. Real life has pouting kids who don't want to help lug in the decoration box or be pulled away from their video games in order to just sit by the fire with mom. Husbands who &lt;em&gt;tolerate&lt;/em&gt;, but don't enjoy, watching White Christmas, and who grimace and sweat--and possibly even swear--while wrestling with the Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to that the fact that I never got around to shedding that extra&amp;nbsp;five pounds--and now feel it's too late to try--the constant pain in my neck, the myriad bills we aren't sure how to pay, a toddler in the throes of the "terrible two's" (to be fair, he's the sweetest boy in the world, just extremely rambunctious), and homeschool pressures...and each day starts to feel overwhelming. Beyond my ability. Sucking me under. Life does not meet my expectations. I'm failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes "failing" at something as simple and earthly as creating the "right" home atmosphere can lead to a depression that slips into&amp;nbsp;spiritual darkness. Lies. All lies. But too often, I believe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can relate. Or maybe your set of challenges lies elsewhere. Regardless, we all have seasons, or areas of our life, where we don't feel up to the task. And we grieve that ineptitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend recently gave me a gift--a daily devotional--and the first day's reading hit its mark in my heart. In essence, it reminded me that the measure of&amp;nbsp;God's strength given to me on a daily basis is determined by two things: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The difficulty of my circumstances,&amp;nbsp;and my willingness to&amp;nbsp;depend on Him for help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept completely changed my thinking when it came to facing challenges. Demons. I don't need to assess the situation and measure it against my &lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt; ability and strength. I need to depend on Him and believe that He &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; empower me that much more in order to handle the task. And tomorrow, when the challenge is not so great, He will give me just the strength I need for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it might be preparing the house, encouraging generousity in my kids, and finding ways to trim the grocery budget so that we can get that tail light replaced.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow it could be the death of a loved one, a falling away of a brother or sister, or the loss of a job. But the degree of His power available to me will match whatever circumstance comes my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the same goes for you, too. So if there's any chance that one of you share this struggle of mine at this time of year, I pray this truth shines like a beacon in your heart and gives you hope. It did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in the devotional I mentioned, it's called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jesus-Calling-Enjoying-Peace-Presence/dp/1591451884"&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Sarah Young. The entry I referenced was November 11th. :-) And if you want some great Christian novels to dive into or pick up as gifts, you always know where to &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/our-champs.html"&gt;find some winners&lt;/a&gt;. (&lt;em&gt;There's always a contest going on at COTT, so I hope you'll join us this week for a look at a couple great cover images&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4960635209112468202?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4960635209112468202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4960635209112468202&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4960635209112468202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4960635209112468202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/11/strength-for-today.html' title='Strength For Today'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpunPne1cdg/TtKMWu7gtVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/05Pv0sH0X8s/s72-c/kinkade_victorian_christmaslg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4617091814346691063</id><published>2011-11-09T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:50:36.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tournament of Champions: Week Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s1600/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s320/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Week FOUR of &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;COTT's&lt;/a&gt; Tournament of Champions saw&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;more authors&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; compete and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;three more scavenger hunts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; played.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Becky R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went to Gail Pallotta's Blog on Monday to find out when &lt;em&gt;Love Turns theTide's&lt;/em&gt; Cammie sees a different side of Vic. She got the correct answer and walks away with a &lt;u&gt;$10 Starbucks&lt;/u&gt; card from &lt;strong&gt;Lisa Lickel&lt;/strong&gt;. Pumpkin Latte, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Megan D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; visited Marianne Evans' blog Tuesday&amp;nbsp;to discover which of Marianne's books was a Christian Small Publisher's Book of the Year nominee. She won a &lt;u&gt;$10 Amazon&lt;/u&gt; gift card from &lt;strong&gt;Amanda Stephan&lt;/strong&gt;. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Theresa M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by Margaret Brownley's Blog on Wednesday and found the name of the Christmas anthology which Margaret contributed to. She also received a &lt;u&gt;$10 Amazon&lt;/u&gt; gift card donated by &lt;strong&gt;Raquel Byrnes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats ladies! &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; has awarded over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;$125 worth of game prizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks to its generous sponsors. Thanks, COTT--and another round of applause for all those game winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was the last week of reader games, but fear not! There's still a chance to win the &lt;u&gt;Grand Prize&lt;/u&gt;! I'll share how in a minute. But first...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Books Won the Clashes? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rosslyn Elliot's "&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairer-Morning-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/1595547851/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320410894&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Fairer Than Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" and Delia Latham's "&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Destinys-Dream-Delia-Latham/dp/1611160456/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320411701&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Destiny's Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" clashed last Monday. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairer-Morning-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/1595547851/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320410894&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Fairer Than Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" came out the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shellie Neumeier's, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Driven-Shellie-Neumeier/dp/098409315X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320413054&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Driven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;and Ann O'Barr's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Singing-Babylon-Ann-Gaylia-OBarr/dp/1602901651/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320413026&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Singing in Babylon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;struck swords on Wednesday. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Driven-Shellie-Neumeier/dp/098409315X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320413054&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Driven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Empire-Pine-Book-One-ebook/dp/B004HO5IC0/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806522&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;took the top spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These two victorious titles competed together on Friday to determine which would move on to the finals for a chance to win the &lt;strong&gt;Laurel Award&lt;/strong&gt;. And that finalist is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rosslyn Elliot's "&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fairer-Morning-Saddlers-Legacy-Novel/dp/1595547851/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1320410894&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Fairer Than Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She joins Marianne Evans' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hearts Crossing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Elaine Cooper's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Road To Deer Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and Karen Witemeyer's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Tailor-Made Bride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We now have &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;all four&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;finalists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vying for the ultimate COTT honor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting for the Big Winner is going on RIGHT NOW, and continues all week long.&amp;nbsp;The big announcement&amp;nbsp;will be made on &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 12th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Public vote determines the outcome, and one reader will receive a Grand Prize of&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;15 books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Want a shot at it? Enter by sharing links, putting up buttons and banners on your blog, becoming a follower of COTT (just make sure you tell them you've done so--they aren't psychics!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Details on the prize basket and full instructions on&amp;nbsp;how to enter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;can be found here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it easy to grab n go, here are the banner and button codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TourneyBanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;textarea cols="22" name="textfield" rows="4"&gt;&amp;lt;a border="0" href=http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TourneyBanner2.png"/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clash of The Titles" border="0" src="http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h468/Mochashello/BUTTON_-_3FRAMED.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the button code:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="18" id="code-source" name="code-source"&gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img border="0" alt="Clash of The Titles" src="http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h468/Mochashello/BUTTON_-_3FRAMED.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find&amp;nbsp;me on twitter @MLMassaro, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/michelle.massaro1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4617091814346691063?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4617091814346691063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4617091814346691063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4617091814346691063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4617091814346691063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/11/tournament-of-champions-week-four_09.html' title='Tournament of Champions: Week Four'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s72-c/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5969979072885366812</id><published>2011-11-04T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:47:42.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Fiction Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&amp;nbsp;didn't know many of these things...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HcBaSP31Be8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What do you say?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5969979072885366812?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5969979072885366812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5969979072885366812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5969979072885366812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5969979072885366812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-not-fiction-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Not Fiction Friday'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HcBaSP31Be8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-8929487628614076</id><published>2011-11-01T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T05:15:01.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christine lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naomi Musch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadowed in silk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lena nelson dooley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Witemeyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Tailor-Maid Bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Green Veil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Tournament of Champions: Third Week Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s1600/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s320/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Week THREE of &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;COTT's&lt;/a&gt; Tournament of Champions saw&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;more authors&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; compete and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;three more scavenger hunts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; played.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, players were sent to &lt;a href="http://www.promiseofdeerrun.com/"&gt;Elaine Cooper's Blog&lt;/a&gt; with a mission: Find the full name of the girl Nathaniel Stearns falls in love with i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;n the book trailer video on her home page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Renee C &lt;/span&gt;won a &lt;strong&gt;$10 Amazon&lt;/strong&gt; gift card from Marianne Evans, author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Crossing-Woodland-ebook/dp/B003CT31VQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806427&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Hearts Crossing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;, the hunt was on at &lt;a href="http://shellieneumeier.com/my-books/a-summer-in-oakville/"&gt;Shellie Neumeier's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. The question:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is the name of the book Shellie co-wrote with Lisa Lickel? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Tammy G&lt;/span&gt; won a &lt;strong&gt;$10 Amazon&lt;/strong&gt; gift card from April Gardner, author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-Spirits-April-W-Gardner/dp/0981989616/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806397&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Wounded Spirits&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; we were led to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.naomimusch.com/empireinpineseries.htm"&gt;Naomi Musch's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. The question:&amp;nbsp;In her new release,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Empire-Pine-Book-Two-ebook/dp/B005VM6O5W/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806496&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Red Fury&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, Colette's daughter Lainey is seeking solace from tragic loss and two searing rejections by doing what 2 things? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;B.J. Robinson&lt;/span&gt; won a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;$10 CBD&lt;/strong&gt; gift card donated by Ann Gaylia O'Barr, author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Singing-Babylon-Ann-Gaylia-OBarr/dp/1602901651/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806359&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Singing in Babylon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want your own spending spree? Be sure to play in this week's hunts. Check &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for game info.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And what about the competing books? Who won? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Karen Witemeyer's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tailor-Made-Bride-Karen-Witemeyer/dp/B004LQ0F5E/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806979&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Tailor-Made Bride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and Lena Nelson Dooley's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Finds-You-Golden-Mexico/dp/193541674X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806633&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Love Finds You in Golden, New Mexico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; battled on Monday. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tailor-Made-Bride-Karen-Witemeyer/dp/B004LQ0F5E/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806979&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Tailor-Made Bride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;came out the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine Lindsay's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shadowed-Silk-Christine-Lindsay/dp/0976544490/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806682&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shadowed in Silk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Naomi Musch's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Empire-Pine-Book-One-ebook/dp/B004HO5IC0/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806522&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Green Veil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;struck swords on Wednesday. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Empire-Pine-Book-One-ebook/dp/B004HO5IC0/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319806522&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Green Veil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; took the top spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These two victorious titles competed together on Friday to determine which would move on to the finals for a chance to win the &lt;strong&gt;Laurel Award&lt;/strong&gt;. And that finalist is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Karen Witemeyer's &lt;em&gt;A Tailor-Made Bride&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are now &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;three finalists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vying for the ultimate COTT honor. In this final week they'll be joined by a fourth book, then all will be thrown into the ring until only &lt;strong&gt;ONE &lt;/strong&gt;remains. Who will it be? It's up to readers to decide, so &lt;strong&gt;cast your votes!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Laurel will be awarded on November 4th, along with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;15-book grand prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that will be given to one lucky reader. Want a shot at it? You can enter by sharing links, putting up buttons and banners on your blog, becoming a follower of COTT, etc. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Details on the prize basket and full instructions on&amp;nbsp;how to enter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;can be found here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To make it easy to grab n go, here are the banner and button codes (just don't forget to &lt;strong&gt;let them know&lt;/strong&gt; if you put them up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TourneyBanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;textarea cols="22" name="textfield" rows="4"&gt;&amp;lt;a border="0" href=http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TourneyBanner2.png"/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clash of The Titles" border="0" src="http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h468/Mochashello/BUTTON_-_3FRAMED.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the button code:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="18" id="code-source" name="code-source"&gt; &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img border="0" alt="Clash of The Titles" src="http://i1111.photobucket.com/albums/h468/Mochashello/BUTTON_-_3FRAMED.jpg" /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find&amp;nbsp;me on twitter @MLMassaro, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/michelle.massaro1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-8929487628614076?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8929487628614076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=8929487628614076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8929487628614076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8929487628614076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/11/tournament-of-champions-third-week.html' title='Tournament of Champions: Third Week Recap'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hYxi_H2MBGY/TqtOKXQNQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FWuOgXuR8bg/s72-c/Tourney_Banner_-_lgtest.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3234348594749040139</id><published>2011-10-28T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T03:29:00.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotional'/><title type='text'>Not A Dress Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>*Repost: This article first appeared here&amp;nbsp;in October of 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.livingtruthcorona.org/"&gt;pastor&lt;/a&gt; on Sunday used this phrase, "It's not a dress rehearsal", referring to life.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it is we want to do for Christ, we have one life to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really held onto that.&amp;nbsp; There's no do-overs, there's no practice.&amp;nbsp; This is it.&amp;nbsp; My husband, my children, my ministries, my role in these relationships-- it's all a now or never/ do or die kind of thing. And time is ever slipping away.&amp;nbsp; So I've been pondering this the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between a dress rehearsal and the real show is that the real show brings a sense of urgency; a sense of intensity, concentration, and focus. THIS IS IT, DON'T BLOW IT.&amp;nbsp; So these words bring with them the &lt;em&gt;call to action&lt;/em&gt;-- to not put off those things you talk about wanting to do, like daily devotions, weekly family times, volunteering, studying the Bible more deeply, or&amp;nbsp;having a heart-to-heart talk with your kids/spouse/loved one about Christ.&amp;nbsp; Don't say "some day I'd like to do this".&amp;nbsp; Do it now.&amp;nbsp; The heat is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what else is different between the show and the rehearsal?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;During the live performance, &lt;em&gt;the show must go on!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you flub a line, hit a wrong note,&amp;nbsp;or miss a cue, you don't cry or walk off the stage or even break character- you keep going.&amp;nbsp; You don't have the option of wallowing in self-pity over your mistakes- you're in the middle of a show!&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt; is watching!&amp;nbsp; In rehearsals you might stop and examine the mistakes and even&amp;nbsp;berate yourself or others to getting it right next time, but when Opening Night arrives there is no time for that.&amp;nbsp; It's part of the rush of excitement that is experienced by performers.&amp;nbsp; There's urgency, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;focus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;nbsp;on what is coming, and freedom in&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgetting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&amp;nbsp;what is past.&amp;nbsp; It's the only way to make it through a show.&amp;nbsp; It's the only way to live for Christ. What a freeing concept!&amp;nbsp; Yes, I only have one shot to live this life the way I aspire to.&amp;nbsp; But sweating my mistakes along the way will only hinder me.&amp;nbsp; Focus.&amp;nbsp; Then forget.&amp;nbsp; Focus.&amp;nbsp; Then forget.&amp;nbsp; Repeat as necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"Forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things wich are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;~Philipians 3:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3234348594749040139?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3234348594749040139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3234348594749040139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3234348594749040139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3234348594749040139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-dress-rehearsal.html' title='Not A Dress Rehearsal'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7963121414135070778</id><published>2011-10-25T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T03:22:00.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elaine marie cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erin rainwater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Rockin' the Party at COTT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="about:blank" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a bang-up bash all week at Clash of the Titles. We've been blog-hopping for treasure, and a couple gals found the loot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onedesertrose.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;LINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;won Game #1. She'll receive a&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;$10 Barnes &amp;amp; Noble Gift Certificate&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;from&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Gail Pallotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;CLAUDIA RIZZI&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;won Game #2. She'll receive a&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;$25 Partylite Gift Certificate&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Congratulations to our game winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;And the fun continues all the way through Nov. 4th. Our doors are open and we have a whole pile of party hats just waiting to be worn. Bring your votes and come on down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;In the midst of all the fun and games this week, we had four authors at swordspoint with &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Clashes&lt;/b&gt;. All four entries were outstanding, and each possessed strong winning qualities. But, as in any race or competition, not everyone makes the finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We chose a single winner from each Clash. These two went head-to-head on Saturday…and only one will proceed to the finals and duke it out for the COTT Laurel Award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;This week's&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Clash WINNERS&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Clash #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s1600/arrowBook.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s200/arrowBook.bmp" width="132px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erinrainwater.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Erin Rainwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;with her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Arrow-That-Flieth-Day/dp/0741430738/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149004&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Arrow That Flieth by Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Clash #4:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s1600/deer+run.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s200/deer+run.gif" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deerrunbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;and her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Road-Deer-Elaine-Marie-Cooper/dp/1450219195/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149123&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS, ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;These two went head-to-head on Saturday…with only one proceeding to the finals to duke it out for the COTT Laurel Award. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;That one is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s1600/deer+run.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s200/deer+run.gif" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deerrunbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;and her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Road-Deer-Elaine-Marie-Cooper/dp/1450219195/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149123&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Cyber-hugs and sincere thanks to Anne Patrick and Margaret Brownley! These were tough decisions and difficult votes to make. You're ALL winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;More games and more exerpts are up for grabs this week, so don't miss out. Stop by COTT and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/a&gt; is the author of the &lt;em&gt;Solomon's Gate Series&lt;/em&gt; and a Blog Alliance Correspondent for &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7963121414135070778?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7963121414135070778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7963121414135070778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7963121414135070778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7963121414135070778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/rockin-party-at-cott.html' title='Rockin&apos; the Party at COTT!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s72-c/arrowBook.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3605770929248141983</id><published>2011-10-24T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:33:17.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elaine marie cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erin rainwater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Rockin' the Party at COTT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="about:blank" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a bang-up bash all week at Clash of the Titles. We've been blog-hopping for treasure, and a couple gals found the loot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onedesertrose.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;LINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;won Game #1. She'll receive a&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;$10 Barnes &amp;amp; Noble Gift Certificate&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;from&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gailpallotta.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Gail Pallotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #d9ead3; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;CLAUDIA RIZZI&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;won Game #2. She'll receive a&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;$25 Partylite Gift Certificate&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Congratulations to our game winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;And the fun continues all the way through Nov. 4th. Our doors are open and we have a whole pile of party hats just waiting to be worn. Bring your votes and come on down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;In the midst of all the fun and games this week, we had four authors at swordspoint with &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Clashes&lt;/b&gt;. All four entries were outstanding, and each possessed strong winning qualities. But, as in any race or competition, not everyone makes the finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;We chose a single winner from each Clash. These two went head-to-head on Saturday…and only one will proceed to the finals and duke it out for the COTT Laurel Award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;This week's&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Clash WINNERS&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Clash #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s1600/arrowBook.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s200/arrowBook.bmp" width="132px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erinrainwater.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Erin Rainwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;with her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Arrow-That-Flieth-Day/dp/0741430738/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149004&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Arrow That Flieth by Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Clash #4:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s1600/deer+run.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s200/deer+run.gif" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deerrunbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;and her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Road-Deer-Elaine-Marie-Cooper/dp/1450219195/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149123&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS, ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;These two went head-to-head on Saturday…with only one proceeding to the finals to duke it out for the COTT Laurel Award. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;That one is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s1600/deer+run.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy3gSnFGQ48/TqR5WIRRRjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/k-KrkdCYCys/s200/deer+run.gif" width="133px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deerrunbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Elaine Marie Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;and her excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Road-Deer-Elaine-Marie-Cooper/dp/1450219195/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1319149123&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: #fff2cc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;The Road to Deer Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Cyber-hugs and sincere thanks to Anne Patrick and Margaret Brownley! These were tough decisions and difficult votes to make. You're ALL winners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;More games and more exerpts are up for grabs this week, so don't miss out. Stop by COTT and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/a&gt; is the author of the &lt;em&gt;Solomon's Gate Series&lt;/em&gt; and a Blog Alliance Correspondent for &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3605770929248141983?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3605770929248141983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3605770929248141983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3605770929248141983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3605770929248141983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/guest-post-by-delia-latham-its-been.html' title='Rockin&apos; the Party at COTT!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4W1drZNeIZ8/TqR5K9rn_6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/w3zvK5I8bag/s72-c/arrowBook.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-8069147551912908370</id><published>2011-10-18T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:16:30.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>COTT Kicks Off Tournament of Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I get to today's post, let me put in a special plug for today's game on COTT. I'm sponsoring the game and giving away a $25 PartyLite Gift Certificate. So please play!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now, here's my guest post for the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6KDrslYao/TpjlsL8I5XI/AAAAAAAAARk/LPUoVmgzObw/s1600/blog%2Balliance.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663529078700434802" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6KDrslYao/TpjlsL8I5XI/AAAAAAAAARk/LPUoVmgzObw/s320/blog%2Balliance.jpeg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 56px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Guest post by &lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;Jennifer Slattery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; launched their first annual&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt; Tournament of Champions&lt;/a&gt; with two clashes and four talented authors. In Clash one, CS Lakin, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone to Blame&lt;/span&gt;, and Marianne Evans, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heart Crossing&lt;/span&gt;, went head-to-head in a nail-biting, literary duel. In Clash two, our very own Gail Pallotta, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/span&gt;, competed against Clare Revell, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Season for Miracles&lt;/span&gt;. All four excerpts rocked, and this was a tough call, but you, our faithful readers chose two Tournament of the Champions' finalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those finalists were &lt;u&gt;Marianne Evans&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Gail Pallotta&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;Exciting stuff, and yet, the games weren’t done. In the next round, COTT staff cast their votes, and once again, one writer rose to the top and will advance to the next round.&lt;br /&gt;That author is… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marianneevans.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Marianne Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prwN7kxLNCw/TpjiBDFUvBI/AAAAAAAAARM/UKJKvKvQiYA/s1600/Marianne_Evans_Author_Pic_Informal_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663525039053782034" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prwN7kxLNCw/TpjiBDFUvBI/AAAAAAAAARM/UKJKvKvQiYA/s320/Marianne_Evans_Author_Pic_Informal_2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 259px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And here’s a glimpse of what a COTT champion excerpt looks like&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Collin Edwards stood before the funeral assembly. Heat crawled up his body. He clutched the edges of the podium where he stood and cleared his throat. The gesture was in vain. His throat constricted so much it hurt. Before the altar, just to the right, rested a flag-draped casket.&lt;br /&gt;He looked down, at a piece of paper upon which he had crafted the words to a eulogy…” (&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/10/tournament-of-champions-week-one.html"&gt;Read more of Excerpt B here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Crossing-Woodland-ebook/dp/B003CT31VQ"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663525354194942306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2jsKhd92SQ/TpjiTZE1OWI/AAAAAAAAARY/S2GA-Bm5fhY/s320/Hearts_Crossing_Front.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 203px;" /&gt;Heart Crossing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Collin Edwards, a former parishioner at Woodland Church, has renounced God without apology, his faith drained away in the face of a tragic loss.&lt;br /&gt;Daveny Montgomery cares deeply about her relationship with God, and the community of Woodland . Lately though, she's been in a rut, longing for something to reignite her spiritual enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;A beautification project at Woodland seems the answer for them both. Daveny spearheads the effort and Collin assists, but only with the renovations, and only because he wants to know Daveny better. Despite his deepening feelings for her, even stepping into the common areas of the church stirs tension and anger.&lt;br /&gt;Can Daveny trust in Collin’s fledgling return to faith? And can Collin ever accept the fact that while he turned his back on God, God never turned his back on him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;We’d also like to congratulate our prize-winning readers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessicarpatch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica R Patch!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;She won a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;$10 Amazon Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;card from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.deerrunbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Elaine Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465045728587145734"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;LoRee Peery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;! She won a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;free bookmark design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02374373137478765952"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Larry Hammersley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;! He won a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;$10 Amazon Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;card from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suspensebyanne.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Author Anne Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Join us this week for more fun and prizes as four more authors jump into the ring hoping not only to advance to the next round, but ultimately reign as the Clash of the Titles’ champion of champions! Remember, every vote counts! Each vote gets your name thrown into the hat for our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;fab-tabulous grand prize give-away comprised of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;fourteen novels&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visit our &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tournament of Champions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; page for a complete list of prizes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Slattery is the marketing manager for Clash of the Titles. She writes for Christ to the World Ministries, the Christian Pulse, and Samie Sisters and has written for numerous other publications. She also works for &lt;a href="http://writingcareercoach.com/?page_id=5"&gt;Tiffany Colter&lt;/a&gt;, the Writing Career Coach, as a professional manuscript evaluator and publicist. You can find out more about her and her writing at her devotional blog, &lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;Jennifer Slattery Lives Out Loud&lt;/a&gt;. You can find out more about her critique and publicity services at &lt;a href="http://wordsthatkeep.wordpress.com/about/"&gt;Words That Keep&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CUN_zCRotsc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-8069147551912908370?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/8069147551912908370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=8069147551912908370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8069147551912908370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/8069147551912908370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/cott-kicks-off-tournament-of-champions.html' title='COTT Kicks Off Tournament of Champions'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ6KDrslYao/TpjlsL8I5XI/AAAAAAAAARk/LPUoVmgzObw/s72-c/blog%2Balliance.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1874221120406460897</id><published>2011-10-17T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:01:11.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My School Monday: Driving on Fumes</title><content type='html'>It seems to be a recurring theme with me these days. Being overwhelmed. Drowning. I know I've missed some posting days and I apologize for that. I wasn't even going to have anything for today but I decided to pull back the curtain on what I'm feeling at the moment. It is 12:45 am on Monday and below is an excerpt from an email I just sent to my husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake in the middle of the night, feeling sick with stress. I'd dozed off but then startled awake and couldn't get back to sleep. It seems every area of my life isn't getting the time and attention it should. Tomorrow I have a dr appt in the morning which will cut into school time, and my meeting with the ES (Education Specialist) is this Thursday (can't believe it's been 4 weeks already). We're only half way through the Anne study guide when I expected to be done by the next meeting. I haven't done "school" with Trevor in a long time. Nothing is getting the time from me that it should. Not any of my kids, not the house, not my blog or my other writing, not the worship team, not my pets, not my friends, not you, not myself, not even God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a year since Trevor last went to the dr, I am way overdue for my exam, let alone I need a chiropractor, Kait never got a school photo, Trevor hasn't had his taken in a year and a half, I just feel nauseous right now. There's so much on the list and I don't know where to start. Last night I went to bed feeling peace, and earlier today I had peace. Now that peace is gone and I don't know why. I don't know what the priorities are when I can't fit it all in. I mean, I only have like half hour a day to do anything it seems. I think I'm failing at school. I really wish I could just focus on Kaitlyn (homeschool) every day but that's not life. I also wish I could solely focus on Trevor (toddler) or solely on writing every day too. It just doesn't work that way but I can't seem to figure out how it works at all. Reese's (the dog) stupid shots and papers are probably twice what they started out as, Brandon's library bill is still hanging over our heads, I have to put some time into fundraising for Brandon's DC trip or something, Amy is getting her hacking cough and needs to be healthy in time for her big spelling bee Friday, oh and I have to get everyone's halloween costumes rounded up not to mention it's time to do the Samaritan's Purse thing for operation christmas child. I never sent my friend her birthday card. there's dirt smudges on the door jamb of the garage door among myriad other places. We didn't get lunch meat for Brandon's lunches this week and we're low on snacks. And I can't BELIEVE we never even called to see how Sandy was feeling (after her back surgery). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what should be on my to-do list for tomorrow besides my appt and the usual school stuff. I have a feeling we won't even finish every subject. It's the end of the year and we should be squeezing in those other appts before our deductible resets but when is there time for that? I'm completely freaking out right now and trying to avoid a melt down. I don't have time for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all on the heels of what I'd hoped was a lasting new-found peace in enjoying life while we're living it. Found after reading Ecclesiastes (great book). What happened between noon and midnight? I have no idea. But I can't seem to organize my thoughts on anything and therefore nothing gets done. My friendships fall by the wayside as I struggle to get through math and science at the very least. If that's you, please know it's not the way I want it. But right now, I'd do anything to have back the hours of sleep I've lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1874221120406460897?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1874221120406460897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1874221120406460897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1874221120406460897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1874221120406460897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-school-monday-driving-on-fumes.html' title='My School Monday: Driving on Fumes'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6945549012244572121</id><published>2011-10-11T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:37:02.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanya stowe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shawn grady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Congrats to COTT Clash Winner Tanya Stowe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;* Guest post by Delia Latham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpQBO0oON58/TXwjctskRBI/AAAAAAAACL8/ZHV_k1vj1iE/s1600/Blog+Alliance+banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpQBO0oON58/TXwjctskRBI/AAAAAAAACL8/ZHV_k1vj1iE/s320/Blog+Alliance+banner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;Divine gifts have been a topic of much dissension down through the ages. Some folks believe God bestows certain gifts on his children others firmly believe He does not—or at least that He &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; have long ago but He &lt;i&gt;certainly&lt;/i&gt; doesn't today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;We're not here to argue the point (although for the record I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; believe in divine gifts!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;That said it has been proven time and time again that certain people have specific abilities that others do not. Not learned skills which is the ability to do something because one has deliberately set out to master that particular challenge. I'm talking about inherent abilities that one naturally possesses usually from birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tuf-aLsyFzg/TgwlWg5C3-I/AAAAAAAACb8/NgjRiRvkyyk/s1600/Tender+Touch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;That's the kind of mind-boggling gift &lt;strong&gt;Tanya Stowe&lt;/strong&gt; tackles in &lt;i&gt;Tender Touch, &lt;/i&gt;the excerpt from which won the most recent COTT Clash. Lacy Butler is graced with the gift of healing…but she refuses to use itbecause it didn't save her mother. Pretty commonisn't it? We never seem to want the gifts God tries to bestow on usor we'll take the gift (Thank you very muchFather!)but we want to use it in our own wayfor our own purposes. Tanya does a fantastic job of bringing Lacy around from total abandonment of her gift of healing to an acceptance of God's will and God's way to use…GOD'S gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's a snippet from Tanya's &lt;i&gt;Tender Touch&lt;/i&gt; excerpt&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;The sudden comfort overwhelmed him. He wanted to close his eyes and slip away. But his blurry gaze focused on his rescuer as he unwrapped the muffler. He wanted…needed to see this man’s facethe man who had saved his life. He forced himself to watch as he pulled off the floppy gray hat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Royce blinked. His foggy mind was playing tricks on him. A longgolden braid fell from beneath the hat and lay across the man’s shoulder. He slipped off the coat and beneath was the slender shape of a woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;His man...his midnight visitor was a woman! Shock filled Royce’s mindand his head flopped senselessly sideways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZwEmgtEdH0/TN3Hrw-mCyI/AAAAAAAAB7E/QVd2n-pK3zY/s200/Tanya+Stowe.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;We asked Tanya if she learned anything about God's character through &lt;i&gt;Tender Touch.&lt;/i&gt; Here's what she said: &lt;b&gt;“Instead of learning something about God through this bookit is a reflection of something I learned about God from life. I’ve had some personal experience with faith healing and I wanted to write a story that reflected those truths. Of courseLacy’s gift is highly dramatizedbut the basics about how God heals are true.” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/10/interview-with-tanya-stowe.html"&gt;(Read Tanya's interview)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;Of her experience on COTTTanya says: &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;"This was the most fun I had in an interview in a longlong time. COTT does such a good job. I really appreciate this opportunity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;Readers loved the &lt;i&gt;Tender Touch&lt;/i&gt; excerptas well—and we loved their comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;“I feel like I’m already hooked on reading the book.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;“… made me want to find out more about the mysterious midnight visitor man who turned out to be a woman. Both of these were great and it was hard to choose one. Can they both win?? !!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;"Know ye not that they which run in a race run allbut one receiveth the prize?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;Currently we're in the middle of the exciting &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Tournament of Champions&lt;/a&gt; which will be in high gear from Oct. 10 through Nov. 4. Don't miss it! Past Clash champs duke it out for the final prize with each of them offering an excerpt that will hopefully have you panting for more. Head on over and see what it's all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;sans-serif;"&gt;* Delia Latham is a Christian wife mother grandmother sister and friend as well as an author of inspirational romance and women's fiction. She wears each hat with pride but treasures most of all her role as a princess daughter to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Congrats to &lt;strong&gt;Tanya&lt;/strong&gt; and a huge thank you also to her very worthy opponent &lt;strong&gt;Shawn Grady&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6945549012244572121?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6945549012244572121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6945549012244572121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6945549012244572121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6945549012244572121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/congrats-to-cott-clash-winner-tanya.html' title='Congrats to COTT Clash Winner Tanya Stowe!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpQBO0oON58/TXwjctskRBI/AAAAAAAACL8/ZHV_k1vj1iE/s72-c/Blog+Alliance+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7994880177238602237</id><published>2011-10-10T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:47:01.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>The Tourney Has Begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Woo Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's finally time to party down with the COTT Tournament of Champions! Please watch this promo video I made. It's not perfect but I hope you like it anyway. I'm the hostess this week, so I personally invite you to come on over and say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CUN_zCRotsc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7994880177238602237?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7994880177238602237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7994880177238602237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7994880177238602237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7994880177238602237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/tourney-has-begun.html' title='The Tourney Has Begun!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CUN_zCRotsc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5380160252056357739</id><published>2011-10-07T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T12:09:37.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday: In The Desert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ready to write some &lt;strong&gt;flash fiction&lt;/strong&gt;, party style? I'll give you the first line, and you take it from there! Make sure and read the comments to see where the story is going, and then have some fun! This post will be open all weekend. Can't wait to see what you all come up with!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;Alone in the desert, Arielle Davies shrivels and cracks in the baking sun. Tongue thick, and working like sandpaper against her bleeding lips, she sinks to her knees in the sand--a million points of fire searing into her legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;"God," she croaks, her voice scarcely discernable to her own ears. How much time had passed? And how much longer before she'd die? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5380160252056357739?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5380160252056357739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5380160252056357739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5380160252056357739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5380160252056357739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/fiction-friday-in-desert.html' title='Fiction Friday: In The Desert'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6074561596043665436</id><published>2011-10-04T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:41:38.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COTT Blog Alliance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As most of my readers should know, I'm not only the overseer of the COTT Blog Alliance, I'm also a member! Starting this week,&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;going to be introducing my readers to other members of the alliance (more of a family really) and I do hope you will show your love by visiting their blogs. Up first are Joanne Troppello and Carrie Lewis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;* Guest post by Gail Pallotta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;MEET OUR PARTNERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlXoSj6aB1o/TmeCkWtN6GI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9_JG08Nc20/s1600/JoanneTroppoli.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlXoSj6aB1o/TmeCkWtN6GI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9_JG08Nc20/s320/JoanneTroppoli.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿After an early morning workout &lt;strong&gt;Joanne Troppello&lt;/strong&gt; sits at her computer near two big windows. Working from an office in her home in the northeast, she “loves getting plenty of sunshine.” She munches on her breakfast as she starts one of five weekly blogs. Her focus is “to connect authors and readers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prolific writer also schedules giveaways and one-time events.&amp;nbsp; Past specialties include two internet festivities, The Royal Wedding and Summer Blog parties. On the books—a Christmas Blog Party. Get ready for the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne likes to spotlight newer, unknown authors in addition to networking with all authors.&amp;nbsp; Writers’ opportunities include Monday interviews and mid-week guest blogs. Two Fridays out of the month she does book reviews. The other two she interviews guests in her Reader’s Corner. One of her favorite things is hearing from readers. She says, “They are who we write for, and we want to write stories that appeal to them with characters that stay with them for a long time.” Joanne says her readers “really like commenting on blog postings and hearing back from authors.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An author of two books, All Romance ebooks best seller Mr. Shipley’s Governess and Shadowed Remembrances, Joanne writes in the mystery and inspirational genres. When she isn’t at her computer, she loves spending time with her husband and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To discover lots of fun activities for writers and readers visit Joanne at &lt;a href="http://joannetroppello.weebly.com/"&gt;http://joannetroppello.weebly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-veeLrOkih3A/TmeC0Ej9aII/AAAAAAAAAa0/NSo58oqY5CI/s1600/CarrieLewis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-veeLrOkih3A/TmeC0Ej9aII/AAAAAAAAAa0/NSo58oqY5CI/s1600/CarrieLewis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Artist, writer and blogger &lt;strong&gt;Carrie Lewis&lt;/strong&gt; paints portraits for her day job and in her leisure time. Her favorite subject is horses. Easels, paintings and portraits-in-progress abound throughout her Kansas home, including some in her office. &lt;br /&gt;She’s written for as long as she can remember, finishing her first complete manuscript in eighth grade. She says, “I’ve been dividing my time between the studio and the writing desk, and God has seen fit to keep me at home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving Grace, Carrie’s WIP, “…is a cross between speculative fiction, suspense and Old Testament prophecy.” As far as the WIP and what Carrie normally writes, she says, “It’s so far outside the box....I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get back into that box.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An active blogger, Carrie posts three times a week. Her topics include writing tips, reports on stories she’s working on, the way we write, and the things we write about. She recently started putting up a weekly writing prompt. It’s “been fun and uses images, colors, sounds, all sorts of things.” For her readers she hopes to share what she’s had to “learn the hard way so that those who follow might not have to learn the same way.” She wants to “encourage writers to heed the promptings of the Holy Spirit when deciding what to write, especially if the story they have to tell is outside what most of us think of as popular fiction.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stop by Carrie’s blog, I imagine we’ll see some of her horse paintings as well as her writings! What a treat. Visit her at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://writing-well.carrie-lewis.com/"&gt;http://writing-well.carrie-lewis.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;COTT&lt;/a&gt; Blog Alliance Correspondent, Gail Pallotta recently published her first romance, &lt;em&gt;Love Turns the Tide&lt;/em&gt;. When she isn't writing she likes reading, swimming, and getting together with friends and family. Gail wants to write books of faith that show God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Get ready ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P42lPGrOCIQ/TnE_RjcM3WI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0g6h5b41ooc/s320/TourneyBanner2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6074561596043665436?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6074561596043665436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6074561596043665436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6074561596043665436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6074561596043665436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/10/cott-blog-alliance.html' title='COTT Blog Alliance'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlXoSj6aB1o/TmeCkWtN6GI/AAAAAAAAAaw/p9_JG08Nc20/s72-c/JoanneTroppoli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-2279148732163186580</id><published>2011-09-27T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T06:00:17.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katie McCurdy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>COTT's Staff Clash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mySLTF7D2M/Tnz_zYLuSLI/AAAAAAAAASY/BTl_CEBy6-Q/s1600/DeliaInFlowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mySLTF7D2M/Tnz_zYLuSLI/AAAAAAAAASY/BTl_CEBy6-Q/s1600/DeliaInFlowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Congratulations to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for taking the crown in last week's &lt;strong&gt;Staff Clash&lt;/strong&gt;. Two anonymous COTT staffers went into the ring and readers had another hard choice to make. Some said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This was a cruel choice!! LOL! They were both excellent."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;(About Delia's excerpt): "Beautiful words expressing emotion and making the reader want more."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Intense emotions on both excerpts! Great job!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Terrific excerpts!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(About Katie's excerpt): "I need to know Wulf better! I have a feeling he's dreamy."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Awesome clash with two well-written, emotion-packed scenes! Great job, authors!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, nobody knew at the time that those authors were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delialatham.net/"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katieslegacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie McCurdy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are recent additions to the staff. Delia has come on board as a Blog Alliance Correspondent, and Katie is&amp;nbsp;the official&amp;nbsp;Talent Scout. (Looks like COTT scouted some talent when they found these two gems.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fun excursion was a great interjection into the usual good times shared at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This week sees another fierce challenge with nameless authors nominated by COTT staff. Be sure to &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;head over there&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;vote now&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in just 2 weeks, the &lt;strong&gt;party&lt;/strong&gt; begins! Mark your calendars for &lt;strong&gt;October 10th&lt;/strong&gt; and be ready to play for extra prizes all month long as COTT celebrates it's first anniversary. Your vote will determine which of the year's winning authors will receive the ultimate honor: &lt;strong&gt;the Laurel Award&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TournyBanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* by Assistant Editor of COTT, &lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/a&gt; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-2279148732163186580?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/2279148732163186580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=2279148732163186580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2279148732163186580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2279148732163186580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/cotts-staff-clash.html' title='COTT&apos;s Staff Clash'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mySLTF7D2M/Tnz_zYLuSLI/AAAAAAAAASY/BTl_CEBy6-Q/s72-c/DeliaInFlowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1984606533262801328</id><published>2011-09-26T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:59:30.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabbath Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: Sabbath Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul;"--&lt;/strong&gt; Psalm 23:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;/span&gt; This week is our first "&lt;strong&gt;Sabbath week&lt;/strong&gt;" so we have the week off! What's great is that Kait will still learn but may not realize it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, she'll have the chance to learn to enjoy the changing seasons, to take time for the things and people that matter, to slow down and soak up life. That's my hope and plan anyway. She does still have theater class, horseback riding lesson, and choir this week as well. Somehow I don't think she'll mind ;) (as long as there's no math or history or science! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is also my time to take a breath, examine what is and isn't working in our learning plan, and get some other things done. I'm so grateful for discovering this &lt;a href="http://angelinainlouisiana.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekly-report-sabbath-week.html"&gt;concept of Sabbath weeks&lt;/a&gt;. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... it's time to decorate the house for fall. I've got my garland up, and the scarecrow will soon come down from the rafters to stand in greeting by the door. I'll also continue working on my cabinets, and crocheting scarves. I already got to sit down and watch &lt;u&gt;Seven Brides For Seven Brothers&lt;/u&gt; on Saturday with four special people and that was a wonderful afternoon. Great kick-off to this week of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you all have as fabulous a week ahead as I am anticipating. What are you up to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"For in six days the LORD made the heavens and the earth, the sea and all that is in them, and rested on the seventh day; therefore the LORD blessed the sabbath day and made it &lt;em&gt;holy&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; -- Exodus 20:11 NASB (emphasis mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1984606533262801328?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1984606533262801328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1984606533262801328&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1984606533262801328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1984606533262801328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-school-monday-sabbath-week.html' title='My School Monday: Sabbath Week'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4323616222437095337</id><published>2011-09-21T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:49:20.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen cabinets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>Whatevah Wednesday: Kitchen Cabinets</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago I was in a fit of discontent. Everywhere I looked I saw things I wanted to change or fix. The yard is full of holes thanks to the dogs, there's not enough space for our homeschool supplies so they're piled up all over the place, the tile on the bathroom walls is tacky. I HATED MY HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgcIagatP3E/TnqAEEbUW8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4w3AYIm8ig/s1600/madameblueberry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgcIagatP3E/TnqAEEbUW8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4w3AYIm8ig/s1600/madameblueberry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter astutely pointed out that I was sounding like &lt;strong&gt;Madame Blueberry&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that we need to be content with what we have and not shake a fist at God for not supplying us with a house like so-n-so has. But there's also nothing wrong with sprucing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to redo our kitchen cabinets myself.&amp;nbsp; Now let me tell you, this big job has turned out to be a HUGE job. And I'm here to document it for you. (Lucky for you all, this will take only a couple minutes of your time and not a couple weeks like it has for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMfT0ejssAc/Tnp7X_r4iyI/AAAAAAAAARw/8xlG-vJee9E/s1600/cabinetsbefore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMfT0ejssAc/Tnp7X_r4iyI/AAAAAAAAARw/8xlG-vJee9E/s200/cabinetsbefore.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First, the "before" picture. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you can't see in this picture is how disgusting the cabinets really are. They have years of kitchen gunk built up in the creases. I've cleaned them with degreaser and old toothbrushes but stuff just seems to stick to this old paint. It's bubbled and peeling in places, too. So it's not just that we're a messy family of six, it's also probably not the best paint job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR_mgyNgrak/TnqBSKhXSaI/AAAAAAAAASU/rovNmlaHCyk/s1600/family+154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR_mgyNgrak/TnqBSKhXSaI/AAAAAAAAASU/rovNmlaHCyk/s320/family+154.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, here's a wider shot. (Ahhh, I can't believe I'm doing this!) Yes, this is my kitchen.&amp;nbsp;In this shot I've already removed the two cabinet doors I'm starting with. Okay, back to the paint...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNp8dS0lIXM/Tnp8-m4K5dI/AAAAAAAAASA/2uDG-IuSqJ4/s1600/cabinetsmessystripping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNp8dS0lIXM/Tnp8-m4K5dI/AAAAAAAAASA/2uDG-IuSqJ4/s200/cabinetsmessystripping.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't simply work over it. I needed to strip it. So I bought some paint stripper and got to work, figuring it would come right off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXEu1ejO78w/Tnp9I9oAvMI/AAAAAAAAASE/nOGGic_Snkk/s1600/cabinetspainted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXEu1ejO78w/Tnp9I9oAvMI/AAAAAAAAASE/nOGGic_Snkk/s200/cabinetspainted.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Years&lt;/strike&gt; Days later, I was able to prime and paint the two cabinet doors I started on.&amp;nbsp;This took time because each coat had to dry for a few hours before the next one, and I had to do two sides. And I had to do two coats of paint. But after all that, the fun part began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTv_oVCbvI0/Tnp_CCcpfVI/AAAAAAAAASM/54SCt-7tfDQ/s1600/cabinetsglazed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTv_oVCbvI0/Tnp_CCcpfVI/AAAAAAAAASM/54SCt-7tfDQ/s320/cabinetsglazed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using a kit by Rustoleum and it comes with an optional glaze which makes the cabinets look awesome! It was fun to play with how much glaze to apply and where to leave brush strokes, etc. And they came out looking sooo good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm working on the frame inside the kitchen so I can get the cabinets put back up. My goal is to have them done by Friday. I can't wait to post that picture! Sure, I still have many more cabinets to go, but getting this Section #1 done will feel really fabulous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to show you the finished product! Thanks for watching my progress and cheering me on. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4323616222437095337?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4323616222437095337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4323616222437095337&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4323616222437095337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4323616222437095337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/whatevah-wednesday-kitchen-cabinets.html' title='Whatevah Wednesday: Kitchen Cabinets'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgcIagatP3E/TnqAEEbUW8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4w3AYIm8ig/s72-c/madameblueberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-2917006285979847425</id><published>2011-09-19T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:40:56.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: Lifeguard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qBuQlgUh2Q/Tnelpk2oMtI/AAAAAAAAARg/CWMIyMVElhs/s1600/drowning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qBuQlgUh2Q/Tnelpk2oMtI/AAAAAAAAARg/CWMIyMVElhs/s1600/drowning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever feel like you are drowning when it comes to teaching your children? Whether it's homeschooling per se, or training them up, do you ever feel in over your head, or question whether you've accidentally drifted into a rip tide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yeah, that'd be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm swirling down the drain and I'm not sure whether I should paddle against the current or empty the tub and draw a new bath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My carefully-chosen curriculum isn't working well for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Our &lt;u&gt;Language Arts&lt;/u&gt; is frustrating and built upon a system the educators begin in kindergarten which we aren't familiar with. (Mainly, sentence diagramming.) We're both frustrated and there is a lot of red ink on every worksheet. I bought the year's worth of workbooks. Do I swim against the current and push through, or let it (and the money I spent)&amp;nbsp;run down the drain and try something else? I think I'm going to try something else (Progeny Press). This isn't too difficult to do because I didn't spend too much money on CLE. But I feel like I've wasted our time the last 6 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;History&lt;/u&gt;. One of the MOST important subjects I want to teach. The Abeka is fine, but for added depth I purchased two TruthQuest guides at $25 a pop. I love, love, loved the idea of them, the approach, the worldview, everything. But it isn't fitting in with our schedule. I haven't used them much at all. I tried, but it just ain't happening. That's $50 I wasted and I'm loathe to admit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I also find myself missing the My Father's World curriculum we did last year. I'd felt it moved too slowly but that was a cheap price for all the wonderful things we did together. Daily Bible reading as our main history text, Jewish feasts, memory verses we did together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMScoh-P2b8/TnemEPw8VDI/AAAAAAAAARo/rjBG2gfhgAE/s1600/moneydowndrain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMScoh-P2b8/TnemEPw8VDI/AAAAAAAAARo/rjBG2gfhgAE/s200/moneydowndrain.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But do you know how much I'd have to spend to buy the next volume?&amp;nbsp; A lot. Especially when adding in the wasted $$ on TruthQuest and CLE. So do I ignore the ache in my heart and press on with the dry and purely independent Abeka alone? This is the biggest burden on me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Math&lt;/u&gt;. I failed her with math last year. She did alright in Algebra 1 as we went along, but didn't learn with &lt;em&gt;full&lt;/em&gt; understanding. She wasn't ready for Geometry this year and I feel bad. So we ordered Math U See Algebra 1. I didn't pay for this at least. But it still hasn't arrived. So I feel like a slacker, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bible with SoS&lt;/u&gt;. She's doing just "okay" with it. It's NOT as good as the daily Bible reading and studying we did together last year. Even if it is tracked and graded and all "officialish", I don't think it's as heart-penetrating. She still remembers the very first memory verse from last year, but is struggling with her official Bible curriculum this year. Again, another indicator that MFW was a better fit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But the money! Oh, the money! And the time, the wasted time! I feel like I'd be resetting the clock on 8th grade. We'd be living in an alternate reality where it's still labor day for us when the rest of the country is gearing up for pumpkins and scarecrows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqpTsKS6RRA/TnemwYiP-qI/AAAAAAAAARs/xogVkQzF_IE/s1600/waterdrain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DqpTsKS6RRA/TnemwYiP-qI/AAAAAAAAARs/xogVkQzF_IE/s200/waterdrain.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do? Should I drain the tub? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I kinda think so, but I'm afraid of admitting the waste and afraid of making more mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's all kind of poopy, really. I could use some been-there-done-that stories for sure. Here's to seeking wisdom, and making it a great week despite it all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-2917006285979847425?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/2917006285979847425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=2917006285979847425&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2917006285979847425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/2917006285979847425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-school-monday-lifeguard.html' title='My School Monday: Lifeguard!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qBuQlgUh2Q/Tnelpk2oMtI/AAAAAAAAARg/CWMIyMVElhs/s72-c/drowning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7804498316185400198</id><published>2011-09-16T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T10:09:50.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tournament of Champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Special COTT News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tourney Banner 2" border="0" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TourneyBanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Anniversary, Clash of the Titles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost &lt;strong&gt;a year&lt;/strong&gt; since COTT opened its voting-booth doors and invited everyone in. Over the past twelve months, readers have chosen &lt;u&gt;25 Clash winners&lt;/u&gt; and received &lt;u&gt;48 free books&lt;/u&gt;. And along the way, a family formed. That family consists of the voters, authors, staff, and the 25+ blogs who have banded together in mutual support with COTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is cause for &lt;strong&gt;major celebration&lt;/strong&gt;! So COTT is doing it up to the nines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash of the Titles' first annual &lt;strong&gt;Tournament of Champions&lt;/strong&gt; begins next month! Over the course of four weeks, past winners from the previous year will compete in a series of clashes for the ultimate prize: the &lt;strong&gt;Laurel Award&lt;/strong&gt;. The Laurel, COTT's most prestigious honor, is awarded by public vote to a single author among the year's champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voters are expected to turn out in droves to support their favorites and participate in &lt;strong&gt;games just for readers&lt;/strong&gt;. Each week, COTT sponsors—consisting of various authors and staff—will issue fun challenges to readers along with the chance to win &lt;strong&gt;gift cards, critique services, a business card design, and more&lt;/strong&gt;. A dozen sponsors are lined up for the event so far. That's a lot of prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the month, details and updates on the Tournament of Champions will be shared on the COTT website and featured within the Blog Alliance. To help spread the word, please &lt;strong&gt;grab the special Tournament Button&lt;/strong&gt; (below) to display on your site. Then send a link to your page to: &lt;em&gt;contactcott at gmail dot com&lt;/em&gt; to enter the special COTT &lt;u&gt;Shout-About&lt;/u&gt; drawing. The drawing will take place during the first week of the Tournament and the winner will receive a &lt;strong&gt;Clash of the Titles mug&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;Please also consider &lt;strong&gt;Tweeting&lt;/strong&gt; or sharing this article on your &lt;strong&gt;Facebook&lt;/strong&gt; wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;(it only takes a second--just click the share button.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark your calendars and spread the word. This BYOV (Bring Your Own Vote) party begins on &lt;strong&gt;October 10th!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TournyBanner2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea cols="22" name="textfield" rows="4"&gt;&amp;lt;a border="0" href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/p/tournament-of-champs.html" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src=" http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r38/DeliaLatham/TournyBanner2.png "/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7804498316185400198?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7804498316185400198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7804498316185400198&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7804498316185400198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7804498316185400198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/special-cott-news.html' title='Special COTT News'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5955508613698361890</id><published>2011-09-13T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T05:05:20.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Memory Between Us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Sundin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Sarah Sundin Takes The Snappy Crown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The other day my daughter orally lamented a previous conversation. “I always think of my best come-backs too late.” I know how she feels, although I’m probably on the other end of the spectrum—I often wish I hadn’t said X or Y once the conversation is done. At least in writing we can carefully craft our words, which should make it easier, right? Not necessarily. Writing effective, authentic, snappy dialogue is a skill that must be honed. And yet, when done well, it plunges the reader deep into the story and provides vivid characterization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last week two authors threw their “chatty-keyboards” into the &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;' ring and although both excerpts were phenomenal, &lt;a href="http://www.sarahsundin.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sarah Sundin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, author of &lt;a href="http://www.sarahsundin.com/books.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Memory Between Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, wowed readers with her printed banter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbjeDrNltQc/TmqeE1PO1MI/AAAAAAAAARI/KIyuhjS1mTY/s1600/A_Memory_Between_Us_Cover_%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbjeDrNltQc/TmqeE1PO1MI/AAAAAAAAARI/KIyuhjS1mTY/s1600/A_Memory_Between_Us_Cover_%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here’s a snippet of her COTT competing excerpt&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack made out Ruth’s shapely figure coming down Northgate Street. She couldn’t afford the new olive drab uniforms some of the nurses wore, but she sure looked smart in the dark blue jacket and medium blue skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack stepped back around the corner. He unzipped his lightweight leather flight jacket, made sure his shirt collar was open, and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his olive drab trousers. Had to look casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He let Ruth pass, then fell in behind her. “‘One misty moisty morning.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruth looked over her shoulder and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“‘When cloudy was the weather, I chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather. He began to compliment and I began to grin. How do you do? And how do you do? And how do you do again?’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amusement crinkled her eyes. “It’s afternoon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Yeah, but it’s misty and moisty. Life in England has taught me what that means.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“No misty moisty mornings in California?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“In January, not August.” Jack proceeded down the flagstone sidewalk. “And look, you chanced to meet an old man clothed all in leather.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that phrase, “Misty, moisty morning,” an example of great dialogue and fun alliteration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story it came from is about a determined soldier on a mission to win a woman’s heart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Jack Novak has never failed to meet a challenge--until he meets army nurse Lieutenant Ruth Doherty. When Jack lands in the army hospital after a plane crash, he makes winning Ruth's heart a top-priority mission. But he has his work cut out for him. Not only is Ruth focused on her work in order to support her orphaned siblings back home, she also is determined not to give her heart to any man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the danger and tension of World War II rise to a fever pitch, Jack and Ruth will need each other more than ever. Can Jack break down her defenses? Or are they destined to go their separate ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the English countryside to the perilous skies over France, &lt;em&gt;A Memory Between Us&lt;/em&gt; takes you on a journey through love, forgiveness, and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CyXyO2kzEQ/TmqeJMEuiuI/AAAAAAAAARM/oDBxtGH2zwc/s1600/sarahsundin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CyXyO2kzEQ/TmqeJMEuiuI/AAAAAAAAARM/oDBxtGH2zwc/s200/sarahsundin.jpg" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sarah Sundin is the author of &lt;em&gt;A Distant Melody&lt;/em&gt;. Her great-uncle flew with the US Eighth Air Force in England during WWII. Sarah lives in California with her husband and three children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romance, tough, rugged men, and rich history make this novel a must read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to nibble on a few more COTT winning excerpts and win great prizes in the process? Make sure to join us for the ultimate literary challenge where COTT winners go head to head in our Tournament of Champions on October 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; to November 4th! What better way to launch the Holiday season than with a stash of great books won in our tournament give-away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Slattery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; writes for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christtotheworld.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christ to the World Ministries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samiesisters.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samie Sisters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acfw.com/ezine/archive/2011/09/01"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afictionado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thechristianpulse.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Christian Pulse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and is the marketing manager of the literary website, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. She also co-hosts (with five other authors) the Facebook faith community, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Living-by-Grace/208718449189065"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living by Grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, a modern-day “meet at the well” experience where believers around the globe can unite, fellowship, and be refreshed. Visit her devotional blog, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Slattery Lives Out Loud &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;to find out more about her, her writing, and the ministries she writes for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And make sure to hop on over to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to help determine our next literary champion!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5955508613698361890?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5955508613698361890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5955508613698361890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5955508613698361890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5955508613698361890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/sarah-sundin-takes-snappy-crown.html' title='Sarah Sundin Takes The Snappy Crown!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbjeDrNltQc/TmqeE1PO1MI/AAAAAAAAARI/KIyuhjS1mTY/s72-c/A_Memory_Between_Us_Cover_%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4374334795168313828</id><published>2011-09-07T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:10:41.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living By Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>Living by Grace…Together, Guest Jessica R Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhMvru6-Zfs/Tmej1xSkuEI/AAAAAAAAARE/5nOy5vpg3Pg/s1600/Headshot_blk_and_white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhMvru6-Zfs/Tmej1xSkuEI/AAAAAAAAARE/5nOy5vpg3Pg/s320/Headshot_blk_and_white.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;What does living by grace mean to you? For me, it means walking each day knowing I am weak, but He is strong. I get tired, He never does. I stumble, He holds me up. I make mistakes, He’s perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So many things pour into me every day. Responsibilities of being a wife, mother, employee, a writer, a woman (if you’re a woman you know what I’m saying). I wear many hats. I love each one. I love each responsibility, but they can all wear me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I need my thirsty soul, quenched. I need saturated with His love, with the washing of the water of His Word. I can’t be good at any of the things above, if I don’t first fill myself up with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Can anyone relate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;And because I’m a woman, I like to share. Women love to share, don’t they? My husband is amazed at some of the things I’m willing to divulge to my girlfriends. I love it when a bunch of us get together and talk about life and most importantly the foundation of life. Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It renews me, encourages me, revs me up, and gives me hope. We bond through friendship and faith. We care for each other, pray for each other, laugh together. It’s a wonderful experience, especially when coffee and chocolate are involved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“…&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;cord&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;strands is not quickly broken.” Ecclesiastes 4:12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Doesn’t this sense of belonging, renewal, and friendship sound wonderful? Wish you could have it on a daily basis? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;You can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I’m honored to be partnering with some incredible women of faith who want to live by grace, together. We want a sense of community and camaraderie with other women. On September 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, we’ll be launching a devotional facebook community. Living By Grace. We want to invite you to come by and let your souls be quenched, your minds and hearts challenged. Each day an amazing woman will bring the word through a devotional and feel free to mingle, chat, ask questions, and just have a good time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We’re building bonds of sisterhood through faith and facebook! Come and join us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHBw_Ks4N8k/TmejyEf6VnI/AAAAAAAAARA/6w_214ULp60/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHBw_Ks4N8k/TmejyEf6VnI/AAAAAAAAARA/6w_214ULp60/s1600/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4374334795168313828?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4374334795168313828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4374334795168313828&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4374334795168313828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4374334795168313828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/living-by-gracetogether-guest-jessica-r.html' title='Living by Grace…Together, Guest Jessica R Patch'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhMvru6-Zfs/Tmej1xSkuEI/AAAAAAAAARE/5nOy5vpg3Pg/s72-c/Headshot_blk_and_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3593772355463091910</id><published>2011-09-06T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T05:04:00.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dialogue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Lickel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Dialogue--Snappy Dialogue, That Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" dir="ltr" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUC7M-czpEQ/TmAesYwIaYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wo6lUukOGok/s320/Blog+Alliance.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coming Up at Clash of the Titles, October 10-November 4, 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;The first annual, Tournament of Champions!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;Over a FOUR week period, SIXTEEN previous COTT champs will face-off in EIGHT different mini-Clashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;Only &lt;b&gt;ONE &lt;/b&gt;will take home &lt;b&gt;The Laurel Award&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;With Clashes, games, and prizes galore, you won't want to miss this month-long celebration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;" trbidi="on"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;*Guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.lisalickel.com/"&gt;Lisa Lickel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dialogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lets your characters be heard. It’s their voice; their conversation amongst themselves. It’s how they tell their story. Dialogue is talk. Discussion. Arguments. Jokes. Questions and answers. Foibles. Mystery. Mesmerism. It’s the muscle on the skeleton of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;The &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;writer’s ability&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to conquer natural dialogue comes out of how well we know our characters. The &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;reader’s ability&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to hear natural-sounding dialogue comes from the depth from which he is drawn into the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" dir="ltr" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzvDoBs4IxE/Tljx9_GZxtI/AAAAAAAABO0/gCd18R9ypFQ/s1600/volleyball.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzvDoBs4IxE/Tljx9_GZxtI/AAAAAAAABO0/gCd18R9ypFQ/s320/volleyball.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Using dialogue in a book helps readers see that characters spend time with each other for a reason, even if they’re stranded on desert islands. Tom Hanks had Wilson in the move &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Cast Away&lt;/i&gt;, after all. Dialogue is more than internal mutterings or their revelations to the reader. It needs to be heard, not just read. The words need to translate immediately to sound in the reader’s inner ear, and thus be natural, no matter the setting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;What can we deduce from these two small pieces of the excerpts in this Clash? Are you in time, in story, in the character’s emotions? Can you cheer for them? Figure out exactly what will happen next, or are you eager to turn the page for more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndentCxSpFirst" dir="ltr" style="line-height: normal; margin: 1em -0.25in 1em 0px; mso-add-space: auto; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;“Would you mind if I walked with you?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “As long as we’re not together.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “All right.” He strode into the street and spread his arms as wide as his grin. “There. We’re not together.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Jack!” she cried…. “Get back up here.” Ruth motioned frantically. “Don’t make me fix you up again.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndentCxSpLast" dir="ltr" style="line-height: normal; margin: 1em -0.25in 1em 0px; mso-add-space: auto; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;“Perhaps you cannot wait for the wedding night?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her brown eyes simmered. “Why you insufferable cad!” She raised her hand to slap him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;He caught it and lifted it to his lips for a kiss, eyeing her with delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;She studied him then released a sigh. “You tease me, sir.” Snatching her hand from his, she stepped back. “But what would I expect from you?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyTextIndent" dir="ltr" style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0in -0.25in 0pt -9pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left; text-indent: 0in;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a novel, talk must have a purpose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; A conversation shouldn’t be talk for the sake of filling time or space. Readers have only until the last page to spend with people in a book, so writers must not waste time. Dialogue is meant to reveal something useful, important to the story line—passion, motive, or confession. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 22.5pt;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Why Snappy?&lt;/b&gt; Characters must speak true to their nature. While snappy it might not describe the personality, it implies action, tension, perhaps a slip of the tongue or a revelation that might even surprise the character, but certainly should surprise the reader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: justify;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 22.5pt;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/b&gt; hopes you are intrigued by these little snippets of story and want to find out more about the books and authors. &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Stop by and you’ll get that chance&lt;/a&gt;! Meet the authors and leave comments to enter the drawing for a free book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="size10 Helvetica10" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Lisa Lickel is a Wisconsin writer who lives with her husband in a hundred and fifty-year-old house built by a Great Lakes ship captain. Surrounded by books and dragons, she has written dozens of feature newspaper stories, magazine articles, radio theater, and several inspirational novels to date. She is also the senior editor at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reflectionsinhindsight.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="size10 Helvetica10" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="size10 Helvetica10" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/page-edit.g?blogID=7288286400288537771&amp;amp;pageID=4198289239550613377" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;Reflections in Hindsight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="size10 Helvetica10" style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/page-edit.g?blogID=7288286400288537771&amp;amp;pageID=4198289239550613377" target="_self"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #785a3c;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3593772355463091910?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3593772355463091910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3593772355463091910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3593772355463091910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3593772355463091910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogue-snappy-dialogue-that-is.html' title='Dialogue--Snappy Dialogue, That Is'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUC7M-czpEQ/TmAesYwIaYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/wo6lUukOGok/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6466964058049802714</id><published>2011-09-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T06:00:13.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Labor Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;No School!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Enjoy your corn on the cob, burgers &amp;amp; dogs, and whatever wacky family you're visiting.&amp;nbsp;Watch a parade and have a picnic, or lounge around in your fuzzy bunny slippers all day. But however you do it, take a load off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;See ya tomorrow! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6466964058049802714?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6466964058049802714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6466964058049802714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6466964058049802714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6466964058049802714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1276741256706734967</id><published>2011-09-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:35:56.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy Tales'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday: Story Time!</title><content type='html'>Who's going to help me write this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun to write a Fairy Tale. This might be difficult because we might conclude all the good ones have been written already. But I think you're a talented enough bunch to do it! I'll leave it up all weekend. Will you give it a whirl? Let's go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NR_kCUAMrQI/TmEFiIECmdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/z7B5puX1Ics/s1600/thumbnailCAFU1D6F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NR_kCUAMrQI/TmEFiIECmdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/z7B5puX1Ics/s1600/thumbnailCAFU1D6F.jpg" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time, Princess Lilly sat in her castle and gazed across the rare flower gardens of her estate, the fragrant apple orchards, the clear lakes, and the crests of green hills stretching as far as her eye could see, and thought to herself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1276741256706734967?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1276741256706734967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1276741256706734967&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1276741256706734967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1276741256706734967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/09/fiction-friday-story-time.html' title='Fiction Friday: Story Time!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NR_kCUAMrQI/TmEFiIECmdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/z7B5puX1Ics/s72-c/thumbnailCAFU1D6F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7949513268012045674</id><published>2011-08-31T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:08:00.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Slattery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guest post by: &lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;Jennifer Slattery&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember those dances held during junior high and high school? How you and your friends would spend hours pre-dance talking about what you'd wear, how you'd do your hair, and...giggle, blush, giggle...who might ask you to dance? Only those dances never quite ended up how we envisioned, at least not in my school. Inevitably, the guys huddled near the far, heavily-shadowed wall while the girls spent their time crying in the bathroom or trying to comfort their near hysterical friend hiding in the stall. At least in Junior High. High School got a little better and people actually danced, and the bathrooms were far less crowded with splotchy-faced, sniffling girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reading last week's excerpts actually brought me back even further...to sixth grade. &lt;br /&gt;We didn't have dances--instead, our school hosted skating parties. Do you remember those? "Elvirah" blaring from those gigantic speakers while a disco ball lit up the room, making that feather pinned in your hair really stand out. (Those have come back, btw. Seriously.) We'd do the hokey-pokey, skate on one foot, then backward...but what the girls waited for, holding their breath and scanning the glittering room for their short, waif-thin and equally shy hero, was when the DJ announced, "Find a parnter!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's where it gets really fun, and extremely embarrassing, but remember I was a stupid kid with absolutely no life.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew come skating party time, a boy--maybe even &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; boy--might hold my hand. Oh, the very thought made my stomach twirl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation, I slathered lotion on my hands the week leading up the event--and I mean slathered. Then, I'd rub it in and hold my hand out to my mom. "Are my hands soft? Feel them." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd laugh and feel my hand. Then I'd slather on more. "Feel them now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remained patient for about three or four applications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about you? Any stupid, cheek-burning stories to share?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7949513268012045674?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7949513268012045674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7949513268012045674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7949513268012045674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7949513268012045674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/guest-post-by-jennifer-slattery-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7819724594349748534</id><published>2011-08-30T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T05:30:03.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Bergren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Alliance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>COTT Champ Lisa T Bergren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUKegcy6QxU/Tlg7gq5BRNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0ymRDiujSQQ/s1600/Blog+Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUKegcy6QxU/Tlg7gq5BRNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0ymRDiujSQQ/s320/Blog+Alliance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*Guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle Massaro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PREAgnGoX1I/Tlg9c7TmsVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/80W0lrIMS7s/s1600/L_Bergren_photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PREAgnGoX1I/Tlg9c7TmsVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/80W0lrIMS7s/s1600/L_Bergren_photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Congratulations, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lisa T. Bergren&lt;/span&gt;, author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Waterfall-Novel-Lisa-T-Bergren/dp/1434764338"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Lisa's winning excerpt was discovered by COTT's new Talent Scout, Katie McCurdy. You can read &lt;a href="http://katysreviews.blogspot.com/2011/03/waterfall-lisa-tawn-bergren.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Katie's review here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This YA title is being highly-praised by adults and is only the second YA title to win at Clash Of The Titles. Visit &lt;a href="http://lisatawnbergren.com/"&gt;Lisa's site&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About the book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJp09A0Je5s/Tlg8yopgL7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Hw7oufbZUj8/s1600/Lisa_Bergren_Waterfall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJp09A0Je5s/Tlg8yopgL7I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Hw7oufbZUj8/s1600/Lisa_Bergren_Waterfall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriella has never spent a summer in Italy like this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Remaining means giving up all she’s known and loved… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;and leaving means forfeiting what she’s come to know…and love itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Most American teenagers want a vacation in Italy, but the Bentarrini sisters have spent every summer of their lives with their parents, famed Etruscan scholars, among the romantic hills. Stuck among the rubble of medieval castles in rural Tuscany on yet another hot, dusty archaeological site, Gabi and Lia are bored out of their minds… until Gabi places her hand atop a handprint in an ancient tomb and finds herself in fourteenth-century Italy. And worse yet, in the middle of a fierce battle between knights of two opposing forces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;And thus does she come to be rescued by the knight-prince Marcello Falassi, who takes her back to his father’s castle—a castle Gabi has seen in ruins in another life. Suddenly Gabi’s summer in Italy is much, much more interesting. But what do you do when your knight in shining armor lives, literally, in a different world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds amazing, doesn't it? No wonder it won! If you're ready to read it, head to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Waterfall-Novel-Lisa-T-Bergren/dp/1434764338"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now. You can read Lisa's COTT interview &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/08/meet-lisa-t-bergren-author-of-waterfall.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or check out her excerpt &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/08/romance-is-in-air.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, welcome to the COTT Hall of Fame. We're very happy to have you join us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers, do you hunger for a well-written convo--one dripping with sarcasm or perhaps laced with unspoken meaning? Maybe you like a quick wit or a character whose comments make you LOL. Wish you could influence the dialogue of the fictional characters you read? This week COTT is hosting a showdown for the Snappiest Dialogue. Hurry on over and let our authors know what you like, and what you long to see, in the spoken interaction between characters. See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Michelle Massaro is the Assistant Editor for COTT and has a&amp;nbsp;passion&amp;nbsp;for evangelizing through fiction. She writes contemporary inspirational novels with heart-rending themes intended to frame the message of God’s healing love. Michelle has written for Romantic Times, Circle Of Friends, and Pentalk Community, among others. Find her on twitter @MLMassaro, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/michelle.massaro1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, or her blog, &lt;a href="http://www.michellemassaro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adventures in Writing&lt;/a&gt;, and join the fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7819724594349748534?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7819724594349748534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7819724594349748534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7819724594349748534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7819724594349748534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/cott-champ-lisa-t-bergren.html' title='COTT Champ Lisa T Bergren'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gUKegcy6QxU/Tlg7gq5BRNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0ymRDiujSQQ/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-90152554184157136</id><published>2011-08-29T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T04:14:00.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: History</title><content type='html'>Last week we hit a good groove with history. I pulled out My Father's World from last year which we hadn't quite finished up, and realized how much I miss it. I miss the assigned Bible readings, the art, the Jewish feasts, and even the classical composers. I miss it so much I'm considering purchasing the next one (Rome to Reformation) even though I'm already implementing history lessons with all of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Beka&lt;br /&gt;Mystery of History&lt;br /&gt;TruthQuest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help it. I love it all. And I think there's time to cover it if we're reading together and I'm doing most of the reading. A Beka provides a Boom Boom Bam with quizzes and tests and the traditional textbook feel. It's at a fast pace and could bring us all the way to modern times within one school year (if that were all I was doing.) Mystery of History is more overview with interesting bits of info brought to attention, timelines, and written to the student in an informal "isn't this so cool" style. And Truthquest... ah, Truthquest is my heart. A Living Books approach with introductions to each era or country topic specifically designed to help students view history as His Story. All of the activities of mankind--every rise and fall of a nation, every war, every advancement--is seen through biblical glasses, teaching students to ask how people's beliefs about God affected their activities.&amp;nbsp;Reminding them that it is God who has set this world in motion and&amp;nbsp;He has&amp;nbsp;always been&amp;nbsp;in control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all these things so much I'm tempted to teach two history courses simultaneously instead of trying to move quickly from ancient world history to modern times. I may begin a US History alongside our continuing World History so that we can spend all year on both. I'll give us a few more weeks to decide that though. Our schedule isn't down pat yet and I do need to make sure we don't get overloaded. Especially since she'll soon be starting a theater class once a week and next month, hopefully, a ceramics class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are looking forward to finishing up with Greece and diving into Rome. I can't wait to examine the landscape that Christ was born into and pop in our Drive Thru History video, &lt;i&gt;Rome If You Want To&lt;/i&gt;. There is just &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt; good stuff out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Amy during the day and wish she could go through these things with us, but we've also&amp;nbsp;watched some good, solid videos on the Origin Of Humans and on Dragon Legends with her--things to give her food for thought as she sits through hours of teaching on how "early man" evolved and did this-or-that, or how humans sprang up long after dinosaurs died out. The great part is, she gets extra credit for it. *grin*&amp;nbsp;Interested in these yourself? Here's a link to the free streaming videos: &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/media/video/ondemand/riddle/origin-of-humans"&gt;the Origin of Humans&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/media/video/ondemand/creation-museum/dino-dragon-legends"&gt;Dinosaurs &amp;amp; Dragon Legends&lt;/a&gt;. There are a lot of good free resources on the AIG site so look around and be inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Trevor's color of the week is going to be GREEN. I'll be posting some more pictures of him and his "school" projects on my facebook page so if you're a FB friend, come see my cutie! We made a school bus, some leafy crayon rubs, and lots of construction paper projects over the last 2.5 weeks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, don't forget to visit my other haunt--&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt;. We just put up a new vote: Snappy Dialogue. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-90152554184157136?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/90152554184157136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=90152554184157136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/90152554184157136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/90152554184157136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-school-monday-history.html' title='My School Monday: History'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5906435232663904860</id><published>2011-08-26T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T14:15:40.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Story Improv: Miss Finch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Welcome to the results day for last weekend's Story Improv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Contributing Authors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853454451176677940" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-size: large;"&gt;Sherri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Blogger" class="comment-icon blogger-comment" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018993750020724697" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-size: large;"&gt;Ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02147043566621884496" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-size: large;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj8DxEjbbGw/TlgMkuSIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/l8mm59P5HBs/s1600/thumbnailCAXL1M34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj8DxEjbbGw/TlgMkuSIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/l8mm59P5HBs/s1600/thumbnailCAXL1M34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A passing horse and buggy splashed muddy water over Tracy's boots, soaking the hem of her dress. She paid it no heed. Gathering up her skirts, she confidently trudged across the soggy road, not bothering to avoid the puddles. That fool of a brother of hers had better not try to stop her this time. She had no intention of letting Samuel get away with this uncivilized behavior--business owner or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;His behavior was getting out of hand and it was about to ruin her life. After all, who wanted to marry into a family of lunatics? Tracy wanted to marry and have children, all women did. She was eighteen. Most of her friends were married or at least engaged by now. It was almost too late for her. Soon she would be on the shelf and her life would be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tracy made plenty sure when she opened the door to the mercantile that Samuel could gauge her mood with the slam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got a bee in your bonnet?" He didn't even look up when she stormed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How dare you? My students need those McGuffey readers? I gave you my order and the money. It's your job to follow through and order those books."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy's green eyes focused on nothing but Samuel. He fidgeted with the ledger, looked up, and then chuckled at the firecracker of a woman in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The flames shooting from her eyes made him rethink his mirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, Sis. I sent in the order; I know I did." He prayed she wouldn't be able to tell he was lying. He couldn't tell her that Thomas Radwell had made him cancel the order. She already disliked the man; this would only make it worse. But he owed Thomas his life and that was more important than a simple book order, wasn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;She just continued staring the way she always did, until he had to force himself not to squirm like a worm on a hook. Lord, he hated it when she did that. He considered telling her about Mr. Radwell and letting them fight it out themselves. That could be entertaining, he thought for a brief moment. They fought like cats and dogs every time they were together. It was very... passionate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"If you'd of sent it in, it'd be here by now. Now fess up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breeze lifted her bonnet from where it hung down her back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good afternoon, Miss Finch, and how is my lovely bird this afternoon?" Thomas Radwell's broad shoulders filled the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"About to peck my eye out." Samuel chuckled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tracy turned to face him as she carefully schooled her expression to hide the sudden racing of her stupid heart. "Mr. Radwell," she replied, inclining her head slightly. "Please excuse me. I have business to attend to." "Perhaps I may be of some assistance." Mr. Radwell replied as he followed her out the door and into the street. He smiled as he observed her straight-as-a-rod posture; she was beautiful when she was angry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have a suggestion for a new Story Starter? Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:Michelle_Massaro@hotmail.com"&gt;Michelle_Massaro@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5906435232663904860?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5906435232663904860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5906435232663904860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5906435232663904860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5906435232663904860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-improv-miss-finch.html' title='Story Improv: Miss Finch'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj8DxEjbbGw/TlgMkuSIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/l8mm59P5HBs/s72-c/thumbnailCAXL1M34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6637570055209259302</id><published>2011-08-22T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:02:34.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentence diagramming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: In The Beginning</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon! Are you ready for a new week? I heard from our ES (Education Specialist) a few days ago and our first meeting is Thursday. I'm excited to get set up and get Kait some fun classes like pottery and horseback riding perhaps. The math curriculum I wanted was unavailable from the lending library so I'll have to purchase it but hopefully it will be worth it. Math is our biggest challenge this year and I'm not fully convinced she should be tackling so high a level. I'll have to monitor that and if a change is needed, pray for strength because she won't want to get "bumped back" no matter how advanced the math she's attempting is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itHHDU5ieag/TlLfwlNmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jyy7hMS5CEY/s1600/trevsbee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itHHDU5ieag/TlLfwlNmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jyy7hMS5CEY/s200/trevsbee.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trevor's color this week is yellow. In the car this morning, we looked for yellow things out the window. We saw plenty of fire hydrants, busses, signs, and Trevor spotted yellow cable coverings all by himself. Back home, we glued yellow strips of construction paper onto a black paper bee, added wings, stinger, face, and antennaes and viola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn is having trouble with diagramming sentences. I suppose if you learn how to do this from the beginning, it's very helpful. But even for me, learning how to do this now is frustrating and feels like a waste of time to me. Maybe not for her since she's still young. But if it continues to be a source of stress I may have to change curriculums to one that doesn't use diagramming at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy came home today having begun learning history in class. They are starting with the Ice Age and unfortunately I am unprepared with very much material for her on that. I might try to order a couple &lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/ice-age-only-bible-explains-dvd/pd/309187"&gt;DVDs&lt;/a&gt; but they may not arrive in time. However, there are some free streaming videos like &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/media/video/ondemand/wild-weather/wild-wild-weather"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/media/video/ondemand/mammoth-ice-age/mammoth-and-ice-age"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/"&gt;AIG's website&lt;/a&gt; that we can watch. I think we'll do that this evening. She can even get extra credit for it!&amp;nbsp; Awesomeness. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6637570055209259302?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6637570055209259302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6637570055209259302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6637570055209259302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6637570055209259302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-school-monday-in-beginning.html' title='My School Monday: In The Beginning'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itHHDU5ieag/TlLfwlNmtQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jyy7hMS5CEY/s72-c/trevsbee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6603961127294152292</id><published>2011-08-19T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:48:37.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Story Improv: Historical Romance</title><content type='html'>We're back with another chance to use our cooperative imaginations. Scroll down to read last week's full story. Let's just get right to it, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;A passing horse and buggy splashed muddy water over Tracy's boots, soaking the hem of her dress. She paid it no heed. Gathering up her skirts, she confidently trudged across the soggy road, not bothering to avoid the puddles. That fool of a brother of hers had better not try to stop her this time. She had no intention of letting Samuel get away with this uncivilized behavior--business owner or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6603961127294152292?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6603961127294152292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6603961127294152292&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6603961127294152292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6603961127294152292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-improv-historical-romance.html' title='Story Improv: Historical Romance'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-801231798132290111</id><published>2011-08-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:57:13.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katie McCurdy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scuba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delia Latham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheri Salatin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tammy Barley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pepper Basham'/><title type='text'>Into the Depths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Last week's Story Improv was really great! Here is the result, written by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06920872432610896422" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Jerri Harrington145&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13614501794157211301" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Jessica R. Patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02771295798003844102" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386481171220582988" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Delia Latham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14957978754744226499" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Katie McCurdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018993750020724697" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853454451176677940" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Sherri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005911516653468665" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Tammy Barley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09691527740479143273" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Sheri Salatin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmMh7PAWLGk/Tk8iK5BCGII/AAAAAAAAAQg/-r1gRYaNmhg/s1600/scuba3jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmMh7PAWLGk/Tk8iK5BCGII/AAAAAAAAAQg/-r1gRYaNmhg/s320/scuba3jpg.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mask, check. Tank, check.&amp;nbsp;Underwater camera, check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Forty-five minutes was all she had. Sabrina perched on the edge of the boat, her flippered feet dangling above the swooshing sea. She stared into the fathomless depths. It was down there somewhere. And she had to find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the breath she took before diving from Mac's fishing boat, Sabrina pushed away the heavy sensation of pure fear that seized her. "I have to do this! Mac would have done it for me!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks had gone by since Mac's death. No way he would go diving alone, and definitely not without checking his tanks to make sure they were full. This was the last place he'd been exploring--the last place they'd been exploring together. They were so close. She turned around and fell backward into the mirky waters. She wasn't one to dive alone, either, but she couldn't trust anyone. Something had gone wrong, and she was going to find the evidence to prove it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gaze adjusted to the vast darkness of aqua and shadow, streams of afternoon sun filtering into endless sea. No treasure was worth his life. Even the last known resting place of The Queen's Dagger and its limitless mystery. Treasure? Death? Somehow she knew she wasn't alone in these waters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina swam along slowly at first, allowing her vision to adjust to the murky water. Her skin prickled, and she knew without a single doubt that she wasn't alone. Someone or &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; shared this hazy water world with her. She paused, floating in the soundless deep for a heartbeat...two...three...every nerve screaming to return topside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refused to give into the fear that threatened to overwhelm her. She would NOT be deterred. Slowly, Sabrina circled in the water, taking in every detail she could make out in the hazy, dirty water. What if someone had followed her? Unease crawled up her spine, and she did another 360. Just to be sure. Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Okay, Sabrina. Get a grip. No one knew you were coming here. Stop getting freaked out.* Drifting deeper into the murky depths, Sabrina tried to refocus. She had to do this. For herself. For her parents. For Mac. Suddenly, the temperature of the water shifted. Sabrina's senses spiked. What was that? It almost seemed like a shadow behind her. Before she could turn to investigate, arms encircled her from behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fought against him, but his grip never waivered. He pulled her down, deeper into the darkness below. Sunlight faded from above, but another light blinked on from behind. It must have been her attacker's helmet lamp. Reefs of plantlife edged into her vision framing a wall of rock. She couldn't scream. Couldn't wiggle free? Is this what happened to Mac? The plantlife split in an unnatural fashion against the cliff edge to reveal a cave. Oh no! Once in there no one would ever be able to find her again. Fear as large as the darkness of the cave swallowed her as she took one last look at the open sea before disappearing into her black tomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her attacker tethered her ankle to an invisible anchor, then turned and kicked away. The light of his helmet dimmed and shrank away as he left her there. To die. Flailing and kicking, she tried to remain calm and think. She groped along the walls and floor of the underwater cave. How many minutes had gone by? More importantly, how many did she have left? Her fingers found something smooth in the sand. Blindly exploring, she felt for its shape. Long. Sharp along the edges. She scraped the mud and sand away. If she could retrieve whatever this was, maybe she could use it to cut away her tethers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina forced herself to stay calm. Hyperventilating would only deplete her oxygen more rapidly. She focused on uncovering the unknown object, praying as she worked. "God? You're my only hope of getting out of here alive. Please help me." One last desperate plunge of her desperate fingers into the sand, and the buried item broke free and rested in her hand. A knife! Its six-inch blade, a bright slice in the dark water, sent a glimmer of hope into her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hacked at her restraints. Once. Twice. Three times. The fourth time and her binds released. She checked her tank levels. A few minutes left. She took her flashlight from her belt, thankful her attacker hadn't bothered to take anything from her. She swung in a circle, shining the light as she turned. What was that in the shadows? She swam a little closer, daring to investigate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few feet upward and she surfaced inside a cave. No, not merely a cave- a massive cavern. She jerked off her mask and blinked the dim picture into view. The bow of a ship lay on its side and angled outward toward the exit of the cave. An exit. Tears burned her vision and the ship's bowed blurred. An old ship. Was this The Queen's Dagger? Had Mac made it this far? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly she walked toward the broken ship lying on its side like a mortally wounded animal. The only sound was the splashing of water droplets falling from her body as she moved. Angling around the tip of the ship, curiosity getting the better of her, she sensed the presence again. Whipping around, hands raised to protect herself, she froze, the scream stuck in her throat as she came face to face with Mac - the husband she had buried six days before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina woke to find herself alone on the deck of Mac's fishing boat. The waves rocked the boat and for a moment, she was disoriented. "Wasn't I just in the water...under the water....on a boat....Mac!" She sat up quickly, and then fell back on the deck, her head pounding. "Easy there...you passed out. Here, drink this." It was Mac, and he was wiping Sabrina's face with a cool cloth, while holding a metal cup in front of her face. Sabrina drank and then started to cough. "Mac?" was all she could say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring into Mac's beautiful, worried eyes, Sabrina tried to focus on something, anything to center herself. It was like waking up in the twilight zone. Mac was alive and here with her. How was that possible? Her heart still hurt with the pain of losing him, and now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac slid a finger down her cheek in a familiar one-fingered caress that ended, as it always had, at her lips. "It's really me, sweetheart. I'm so sorry you had to go through all that, but I didn't have a choice." Sudden, white-hot anger zipped its way through Sabrina's mind, and she sat up straight, knocking his hand away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't have a choice? I could have died down there!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love, I never would have let you die." The worry in his face shifted to reluctant determination. "But now that you've seen the ship, the only way you won't be killed is if you disappear from your life. We'll have to stage your death." If anyone else had said those words, she would have watched his eyes for a glimmer of amusement to surface, and waited for a punchline. But this was Mac. He would never frighten her unnecessarily. Sabrina stared over the edge of the boat into waves that crested sharp as dragon's teeth. "Mac? What in heaven is down there?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited for his response, but he turned his head away looking out across the horizon. A distant rumbling caught her attention. They had company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac knew who was coming and he knew that he and Sabrina could never outrun them. He turned back to gaze at the woman who held his heart. He was glad to have her with him again - and terrified that he would really lose her in the fight that was coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shrieking of an alarm jolted his already jangled nerves and Mac whipped around searching frantically for a place to hide... and as he turned, looked across his pretty, sleeping wife to the alarm clock on the bedside table. He fell back on his pillow with a groan. So much for pizza with the works and Moose Track ice cream at 11pm. He was just getting too old... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Make sure to join in our next group session this weekend, starting at midnight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-801231798132290111?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/801231798132290111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=801231798132290111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/801231798132290111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/801231798132290111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/into-depths.html' title='Into the Depths'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmMh7PAWLGk/Tk8iK5BCGII/AAAAAAAAAQg/-r1gRYaNmhg/s72-c/scuba3jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6356604290589281115</id><published>2011-08-19T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T07:28:26.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gina Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dry As Rain'/><title type='text'>Meet Gina Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am very excited to have Gina Holmes here today to talk about her new book. Those of you who have read my novel will probably be able to figure out why I was immediately drawn to Gina and her work. She has successfully done what I am trying to do and that is inspiring! So everybody... here's Gina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk30afkIF2A/TkVKSrtYPLI/AAAAAAAAB_U/AdzZvJhwjOI/s1600/ginaumbrella1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk30afkIF2A/TkVKSrtYPLI/AAAAAAAAB_U/AdzZvJhwjOI/s320/ginaumbrella1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gina Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the bestselling author of Crossing Oceans and the newly released novel, DRY AS RAIN. She's the founder of Novel Rocket, (formerly Novel Journey), a registered nurse, &amp;nbsp;wife and mother who makes her home in Southern Virginia. You can learn more about her at &lt;a href="http://www.ginaholmes.com/"&gt;http://www.ginaholmes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Your debut novel hit ECPA, Amazon, PW and CBA bestsellers list (some throughout the span of a year!) For several weeks Crossing Oceans was the #1 free kindle download and then stay in the top hundred for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Beside the commercial success, your book was a finalist in every major Christian book award, including: Christy, ECPA, Retailer’s Choice, Carol Awards, and won RWA’s Inspirational Reader’s Choice and an INSPY. Does having that kind of success put the pressure on you for your second book? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I try not to think too much about it. I didn’t expect that kind of success but am very grateful for it. I had a lot of pressure on me on this releasing novel, not because of the success of the first book, but because, unlike the first, I didn’t have all the time in the world to write it. Some books flow smoothly, this one I had to yank out like a bad tooth. I faced multiple rewrites, some of them pretty major, all while trying to promote my all important first novel. I was still working full time, mothering, running Novel Journey (now Novel Rocket) and all of that, so this was a tough tough book for me to produce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Tell our readers about your latest release, Dry as Rain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dry-as-Rain-Gina-Holmes/dp/1414333064/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1313163885&amp;amp;sr=8-1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_CrU5ugk2Y/TkVIUSR-I9I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/1ymeaVq8Ez8/s320/1414333064.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I'm a really bad pitchman so I'll just repeat the back of the book copy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Behind every broken vow lies a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;When Eric and Kyra Yoshida first met, they thought their love would last forever. But like many marriages, theirs has gradually crumbled, one thoughtless comment and misunderstanding at a time, until the ultimate betrayal pushes them beyond reconciliation. Though Eric longs to reunite with Kyra, the only woman he has truly loved, he has no idea how to repair the damage that’s been done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then a car accident erases part of Kyra’s memory—including her separation from Eric—and a glimmer of hope rises from the wreckage. Is this a precious opportunity for the fresh start Eric has longed for? Does he even deserve the chance to find forgiveness and win back Kyra’s heart . . . or will the truth blow up in his face, shattering their last hope for happiness? A richly engaging story of betrayal and redemption,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dry as Rain&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;illuminates with striking emotional intensity the surprising truth of what it means to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You can read the first chapter &lt;a href="http://www.ginaholmes.com/?p=114"&gt;HERE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #010101; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Holmes grabs the reader with a unique storyline about infidelity and what it truly means to forgive after betrayal.&amp;nbsp; By looking at the situation from a different angle, the author provides a great deal of food for thought and contemplation."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;RT Book Reviews – September, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #010101; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; says, &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Fans of emotionally packed domestic fiction will love it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #010101; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="149" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Igsy9mrEfCw" width="250"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;This novel feels so much different than Crossing Oceans. Why did you choose to take such a different path? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I didn’t intend to write something completely different and I think it feels that way because of the characters telling the story. In Crossing Oceans, Jenny was our narrator and she was a melancholy, all woman sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;In Dry as Rain, we have Eric, who is a man’s man and doesn’t think in flowery language and descriptions so it would have been wrong to write him that way. While both books have a heavy subject matter, Crossing Oceans was much more so. You can’t get heavier than dying, so it was bound to be more emotional, no matter how I wrote the next book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But, my genre seems to be relational drama which both are and I like to pepper in a quirky cast and that’s true of both books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You took a lot of chances in this book. First writing first person from a male’s perspective, secondly to have the protagonist someone who does a lot of things that aren’t very Christianly, like cheating on his wife, drinking, lying, etc. Are you afraid this might hurt your sales in the Christian market?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Afraid? No. Concerned, sure. While I don’t personally have a problem with Eric drinking a beer, the rest I have a problem with too. The thing is Eric’s a nominal Christian at the beginning of the book, lukewarm about his faith like many who call themselves followers of Christ. This is his journey though and he doesn’t end up where he begins. I wanted to tell the story as truthfully as I could and at the end of the day let the chips fall where they may. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What happened to your long-time website, Novel Journey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noveljourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.noveljourney.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is now &lt;a href="http://www.novelrocket.com/"&gt;http://www.novelrocket.com/&lt;/a&gt; You can get to it by either address but we decided on an overhaul because we wanted to drop the blogspot address and just have a dot com. The guy who owned Novel Journey didn’t return our emails to sell so we had to do something a little different. This turned out to be a good thing maybe because we’d been chewing on broadening the site for some time. We’ve got some exciting changes now, the most notable is the addition of “Rocket Pages” a sort of Craig’s List for writers to find the services they need to launch and sustain their career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What’s going on with you personally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well, I’m blissfully married, mom to two, stepmom to three, and owner of 2 dogs and a fish. I bought a guitar and hope to start fiddling with that soon and just writing a lot. Nothing too exciting over here but that’s the way I like it. I’m the happiest I’ve been in my life. I’ve accomplished many of the dreams and goals I’d hoped to and I always tell my husband, if I died today, I’d feel I lived and full and rewarding life. Not that I’m looking to die just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What a beautiful place to be in, Gina. What are you working on now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I can’t give the title yet as that’s a work in progress but it’s a story very close to my heart. I’m more excited about this one than anything I’ve ever written. Hopefully my publisher agrees and you see it on the stands in the next year or so. That’s really all I can say for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Always love to read the books that are closest to the author's heart. The passion comes out in the writing. Can't wait to hear more! Tell us something we don’t know about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’ll tell you a few. I thought I was afraid of heights until I bungee-jumped and loved it. I’d love to skydive for the first time in the next year, white water raft and get at least a little skill on the guitar. My husband is a talented songwriter. My kids are the sweetest in the world, (yes, the world!), and I love to get my hands dirty. That should do it. Thanks for having me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're welcome, thanks for spending time with us today. It's a pleasure getting to know you! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6356604290589281115?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6356604290589281115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6356604290589281115&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6356604290589281115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6356604290589281115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-gina-holmes.html' title='Meet Gina Holmes'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk30afkIF2A/TkVKSrtYPLI/AAAAAAAAB_U/AdzZvJhwjOI/s72-c/ginaumbrella1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-4545845058009036619</id><published>2011-08-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:32:47.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marji Laine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liebster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tracy Krauss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suzanne Hartmann'/><title type='text'>Liebster Award!</title><content type='html'>I was awarded the &lt;strong&gt;Liebster Blog Award&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm very excited and touched to have been given this award by &lt;a href="http://www.sherisalatin.com/"&gt;Sheri Salatin&lt;/a&gt;. Sheri is a farmgirl, and proud of it! She writes gripping stories that lasso your heart with dirt-under-your-fingernails suspense and faith outfitted in workboots. You can check out her writing adventure, read about her farm, and get to know her better at her &lt;a href="http://www.sherisalatin.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sherisalatin.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Liebster-Blog-Award.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-424" height="68" src="http://www.sherisalatin.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Liebster-Blog-Award.jpg" title="Liebster Blog Award" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liebster means "beloved" or "favorite"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;The Liebster is awarded to bloggers with less than 200 followers. It is an opportunity to shine the light on great blogs and their authors in an effort to build readership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give the Liebster Blog Award to five bloggers and let them know in a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Copy and paste the award on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have faith your followers will spread the love to other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have blogging fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the new winners of the &lt;strong&gt;Liebster Blog Award&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.blogspot.com/"&gt;April Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;–&amp;nbsp; History with a Christian perspective...and a little imagination. (Grace Award winner)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://marjilaine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marji Laine&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;–&amp;nbsp; Writer: Unravel The Mystery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://stepsusan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Susan's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Steps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tracykraussexpressionexpress.com/"&gt;Tracy Krauss&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;– Expression Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://suzanne-hartmann2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suzanne Hartmann&lt;/a&gt; – Write This Way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Each of you ladies have earned this award by being wonderful bloggers. I see many of your happy faces in my comments or around the social media playground. You're always good for some great "take-away". I hope this award blesses you this week!&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-4545845058009036619?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/4545845058009036619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=4545845058009036619&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4545845058009036619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/4545845058009036619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/liebster-award.html' title='Liebster Award!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-283439546844047340</id><published>2011-08-17T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T04:00:06.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatevah wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Names'/><title type='text'>Whatevah Wednesday: What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>As I begin work on a new book, I've been sifting through baby name sites, making lists, saying names aloud... trying to find my characters. This isn't easy for me. I don't know about other authors, but I have the hardest time choosing "the" name for my characters. Usually it's for one of two reasons. Either I'm too close to them, or I don't know them well enough yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've been on the hunt for a name for my heroine, one that isn't too drab nor too fancy. And for her husband, a name that is solid, strong, dependable, and slightly boring. Then they need a last name, too! One that rolls off the tongue and might be seen on the cover of a book, but not sound snooty or rich. And of course it has to flow well with both the couple's first names. See how hard this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;So I thought I'd poll my visitors on some possible names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(if you pick "other" make sure you leave a suggestion.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;For my heroine&lt;/u&gt;: a modern day wife, mother, and&amp;nbsp;aspiring author. Middle class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://poll.pollcode.com/UX2" method="post"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#eebeb3" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Female Lead:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Holly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Dana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="6" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Lindsay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="7" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Meghan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input name="view" type="submit" value="View" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="white" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;For her husband&lt;/u&gt;: a solid, hard working, quiet kind of guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://poll.pollcode.com/TL8s" method="post"&gt;&lt;table background="http://pollcode.com/images/bg/leather.gif" bgcolor="#72a0ee" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Husband&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Robert/Rob &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tom/Thomas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="6" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input name="view" type="submit" value="View" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" colspan="2" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: x-small;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last names&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://poll.pollcode.com/17g" method="post"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#67c777" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last Names&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Townsend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Fletcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="3" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Powers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="4" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" type="radio" value="6" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;input name="view" type="submit" value="View" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="white" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-283439546844047340?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/283439546844047340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=283439546844047340&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/283439546844047340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/283439546844047340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/whatevah-wednesday-whats-in-name.html' title='Whatevah Wednesday: What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5433203579394013385</id><published>2011-08-16T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:04:05.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Familiar Evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne Patrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>COTT's next Champ!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;*guest post by Jennifer Slattery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdfN3xhIbY/TkWfHaMMVHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2kgxdO1ng08/s1600/Blog_Alliance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640089057989776498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdfN3xhIbY/TkWfHaMMVHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2kgxdO1ng08/s320/Blog_Alliance.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 68px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lA04sHLvFj0/TkWd2nijTPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/G-a3XMJEEws/s1600/anne_patrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640087670003813618" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lA04sHLvFj0/TkWd2nijTPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/G-a3XMJEEws/s320/anne_patrick.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 196px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles &lt;/a&gt;literary champion is Anne Patrick! Her her novel &lt;em&gt;A Familiar Evil &lt;/em&gt;won the vote for Author’s Choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here’s a blip of her COTT winning excerpt (excerpt B): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“Excuse me. I’m looking for Chief Russell.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNwkC9XzISQ/TkWfUzXHaPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nb8kUFFGqIw/s1600/A_FAMILIAR_EVIL_SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640089288084777202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNwkC9XzISQ/TkWfUzXHaPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nb8kUFFGqIw/s320/A_FAMILIAR_EVIL_SM.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 132px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan’s stomach did a nosedive at the familiar voice of her soon-to-be-ex-husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You found her,” Frank answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan looked up just as Sam smiled. “Indeed I have.” He started toward her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen barged through the opened door. “Chief, there’s an Agent Russell here to see…oh, I guess you found her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Agent Russell,” Frank repeated. He turned back to Jordan, “Isn’t Russell your married name?” He then shifted his gaze back to Sam, “That must mean you’re her husband.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not for much longer.” Jordan hurried around her desk and ushered Frank out the door. “You’ll be hearing from me.” She closed the door and looked at Sam. “What are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m here at your request.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Read the full excerpt &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/08/new-kind-of-clash-authors-choice.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few reader comments:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm hooked! Loved the tension between Jordan and Sam.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both were really good! I Liked Excerpt B because of the rather humorous exchange between husband and wife. :-) Definitely a book I'd want to get and read!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love tension in Excerpt B. And there's promise of lots more!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;After reading Anne’s tension-filled excerpt, we wanted to know how she came up with such great stories. Her answer? She writes on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a Pantser,” Anne said. “I never plan anything. As a matter of fact I didn’t know who the killer was in A Familiar Evil until toward the end of the book when he sprang out at me and said, ‘I’m your man.’ Of course I had suspected he was the one but I wasn’t for sure. There are several possibilities.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her plot ideas come to her just as unexpectedly. “Often times when I'm researching one book, ideas for another start to sprout,” Anne said. “Reading the paper is another good source for me. Life is truly stranger than fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Read the full interview &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/08/meet-cott-author-anne-patrick.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What Anne had to say about her time on Clash: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Thanks for having me here at COTT. You ladies are awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Want to join the fun? Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles &lt;/a&gt;now to vote for our next literary champion and be entered into our drawing for a free book! And don’t forget to stop by &lt;a href="http://cottbookclub.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles Book Club &lt;/a&gt;to join our cyber-chat. We’re devouring Delia Latham’s Destiny’s Dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jennifer Slattery is the marketing manager for Clash of the Titles. She writes for &lt;a href="http://www.christtotheworld.com/"&gt;Christ to the World Ministries&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wwwthechristianpulse.com/"&gt;the Christian Pulse&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.samiesisters.com/"&gt;Samie Sisters&lt;/a&gt;. She’s also written for numerous other publications and websites including the Breakthrough Intercessor, Bloom!, Afictionado, the Christian Fiction Online Magazine, and Granola Bar Devotions. She has a short piece in Bethany House’s Love is a Flame (under a pen name) forwarded by Gary Chapman, another piece in Cathy Messecar’s A Still and Quiet Soul, and a third piece scheduled to appear in Majesty House’s Popcorn Miracles. You can find out more about her and her writing at &lt;a href="http://jenniferslatterylivesoutloud.com/"&gt;Jennifer Slattery Lives Out Loud &lt;/a&gt;and you can catch some great writing tips at her writing blog, &lt;a href="http://wordsthatkeep.wordpress.com/"&gt;Words That Keep&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5433203579394013385?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5433203579394013385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5433203579394013385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5433203579394013385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5433203579394013385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/cotts-next-champ.html' title='COTT&apos;s next Champ!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGdfN3xhIbY/TkWfHaMMVHI/AAAAAAAAAOU/2kgxdO1ng08/s72-c/Blog_Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3527998836051518456</id><published>2011-08-15T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:24:17.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: A Good Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7R0zdQmXuBc/Tkla82dW8PI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V2GOkayWA0o/s1600/family+056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7R0zdQmXuBc/Tkla82dW8PI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V2GOkayWA0o/s200/family+056.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVU0NwN2Byw/TklbVQGAEoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XVn_GcTqUlo/s1600/family+062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVU0NwN2Byw/TklbVQGAEoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XVn_GcTqUlo/s200/family+062.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Wednesday was our first day of homeschool, as well as Brandon's first day of his Junior year at the public high school. I still had Amy home so I had her join in and do a few lessons too. We're using SOS 8th grade Bible and I had both girls do lessons in that. I also had Amy do a few lessons from our MFW history, focusing on the Dispersion and Ice Age. My goal is to get her ready for her public classroom where they'll be talking about "early man". Gag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She started today. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGTJRT3ku5E/TklhFPVVjiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DyXsXRWkayE/s1600/SDC15071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGTJRT3ku5E/TklhFPVVjiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DyXsXRWkayE/s200/SDC15071.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart is torn in this decision to let her finish out her elementary career at our public school. I often wonder if it's weakness on my part. I am basically inviting an anti-Christian teacher to influence and instruct her from his worldview. And I am giving him six full hours a day to do it. But that's not the biggest concern. Because I can stay on top of the curriculum and we can read the corresponding material from a Christian perspective and all that. The bigger concern is that I am also inviting 30 immature, inexperienced and untrained age-mates to influence her socially. How will my little girl change over the course of this year in her attitudes and heart? Sigh. I'm committed to keeping on top of everything that goes on in her life at school and preparing myself to pull&amp;nbsp; her out and bring her home at the first sign of trouble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NM3cr430DM/TklZram0xlI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_ELduYzF-rk/s1600/family+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NM3cr430DM/TklZram0xlI/AAAAAAAAAQA/_ELduYzF-rk/s200/family+065.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So as I said, I did some light schooling with her for a few days last week. She was here for Kaitlyn's first science experiment (see what fun homeschool can be?) and asked to help as we taped copper wire to a 9V battery and put the other ends into a glass of baking soda water. I laminated a pullout from an AIG magazine on fossil layers, we watched a video on the origins of humans, we prayed and did daily morning devotions. Last night and this morning I prayed over her that she would&amp;nbsp;go out in her spiritual armor, protected from anything in that classroom trying to lure her away from the Lord. I hope that hearing me pray that aloud will make an impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-IcnVEvqp4/TklY9IkQaxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uSONGluDQos/s1600/family+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-IcnVEvqp4/TklY9IkQaxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uSONGluDQos/s200/family+071.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also have done some "school" with Trevor. He's only 2 so it's very informal, but it's just to give him something to do and keep him stimulated. He was very excited about his "school"--the Cars notebook I purchased at Staples. He loves to scribble in it as he sits in his little desk. We spent three days learning about the color blue and doing various art projects in that color. (This week we are moving on to red.)&amp;nbsp; The first day, we used several shades of blue crayons to color a blank white paper. The next day, we tore up construction paper in both light and dark blue and glued them to a piece of black construction paper on which I'd drawn a basic cloud shape. Friday, we used blue water color paint on white printer paper. He got to use some other colors that day too since he just couldn't resist. It was a lot of fun for all of us and I think it inspires Kait as well. She likes the privelege of being home to help teach her brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kait is falling right in and doing very well. She thrives on workbook style material which is a bit surprising to me. She tends to do the minimum she can get away with, so workbooks with specific Q/A's keep her on top of her material better than essays alone. Therefore, the Abeka history is looking like a real good fit and I may look at their Health curriculum as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So there you have it. Our first (short) week. Now it's time for me to get back to the kiddos in the other room and get the Bob &amp;amp; Larry fruit snacks out of Trevor's reach!&amp;nbsp; I hope you all have a blessed week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share one good thing that happened to you last week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3527998836051518456?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3527998836051518456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3527998836051518456&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3527998836051518456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3527998836051518456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-school-monday-good-start.html' title='My School Monday: A Good Start'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7R0zdQmXuBc/Tkla82dW8PI/AAAAAAAAAQE/V2GOkayWA0o/s72-c/family+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3966507410127234905</id><published>2011-08-13T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T09:05:31.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><title type='text'>Story Improv: Into The Depths</title><content type='html'>First of all, HAPPY 16th ANNIVERSARY,&amp;nbsp;HONEY! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, ready to play? Here's how it works-- I give a story starter, and you guys take it from there. Each comment continues the story until we reach the end, wherever that may be! You may contribute as many times to the thread as you like but try to keep each addition to just a couple sentences. Next week I will post the story in its entirety and credit the authors, so make sure and leave your name. If you leave your blog address I'll include that too. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Mask, check. Tank, check.&amp;nbsp;Underwater camera, check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Forty-five minutes was all she had. Sabrina perched on the edge of the boat, her flippered feet dangling above the swooshing sea. She stared into the fathomless depths. It was down there somewhere. And she had to find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-3966507410127234905?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/3966507410127234905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=3966507410127234905&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3966507410127234905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/3966507410127234905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-improv-into-depths.html' title='Story Improv: Into The Depths'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-5823261461802709121</id><published>2011-08-12T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:03:51.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday: Zendah Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks to the following contributors to &lt;a href="http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-improv-space-style.html"&gt;last week's Story Improv!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;BK Jackson: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bkjackson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.bkjackson.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03853454451176677940" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sherri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12932037483094804777" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Jeffery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/12870113745683162915" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366cc; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Raquel Byrnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain Buigly aimed his laser, carefully lining up the cross-hairs. Once he engaged the beam, it would take eight seconds to turn the hull of The Sender into space dust. His training should have taken over by now. Instead, he fought the tremor in his trigger finger as sweat beaded on his upper lip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was under orders from the Admiral. Blow those terrorists from Zendah to bits. The only problem was that Lt. Collins and his small recon team were still on-board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, contrary to every rule book in the fleet, Lt. Collins' young son was on board and waiting for news of his father. The thought of facing that wide-eyed, innocent little boy, looking into those big blue eyes and telling him that his father was dead, was making Captain Buigly sweat...and hesitate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, our intrepid hero adjusted his aim to take out the power couplings that held the energy core together. Now, the terrorists could neither leave nor fire any of their weapons against anyone in defense. He had bought some precious time to save the recon team and to save himself from the horror of looking into that little boy's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would take only minutes for the Admiral to discover this and send another team to finish the job. The Captain raced to the small shuttle; if he could get to the enemy ship in time, then maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was about to launch the shuttle his radio crackled to life and he heard the broken message from Lt. Collins...blocking out the static as best he could, he almost staggered with relief as he heard his friend's voice. The recon team had managed to steal a shuttle from the Zendan ship and were clearing the shuttle bay at that very moment. They needed 20 seconds - then the captain could annihilate the enemy ship. Mission accomplished. They were ALL going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;* If you want to see your name and blog featured on my site, make sure to play along. ;-) I'll try to post a new Story Starter each weekend, depending on interest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a blessed weekend--it's my anniversary tomorrow! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-5823261461802709121?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/5823261461802709121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=5823261461802709121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5823261461802709121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/5823261461802709121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/fiction-friday-zendah-encounter.html' title='Fiction Friday: Zendah Encounter'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1584945066543204551</id><published>2011-08-10T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:39:06.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatevah wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pan flute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><title type='text'>BRB (Whatevah Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'd planned to post about our first day of school, but I didn't get my pictures offloaded before it was time for church. So I'll post that either tomorrow or Friday, and in the meantime, please enjoy this photo of a mouse playing the pan flute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMmBKTJLRX4/TkNpKzvr9BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_AWpSUkQXQc/s1600/mousewithpipes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMmBKTJLRX4/TkNpKzvr9BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_AWpSUkQXQc/s1600/mousewithpipes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1584945066543204551?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1584945066543204551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1584945066543204551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1584945066543204551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1584945066543204551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/brb-whatevah-wednesday.html' title='BRB (Whatevah Wednesday)'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMmBKTJLRX4/TkNpKzvr9BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_AWpSUkQXQc/s72-c/mousewithpipes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-327194527344524362</id><published>2011-08-08T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:10:49.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K. Dawn Byrd'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: the countdown has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I am over at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://kdawnbyrd.blogspot.com/​2011/08/register-to-win-shelli​e-neumiers-driven.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;K. Dawn's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; talking about COTT Champ &lt;strong&gt;Shellie Neumeier's&lt;/strong&gt; YA title, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I hope you'll stop by and say "hi" to me there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our house, school starts for the high-schoolers this Wednesday. I'm starting Kaitlyn that day, too. So we are really down to the wire with whatever prep we still need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up some paper and notebooks for everyone, and new colored pencils and construction paper. There wasn't a whole lot since I gave my giant binder to my son to use. The big thing though, is my son needs a graphing calculator and we can't afford one. They're so expensive! If they could use an ipod there are free apps we could use. I really wish they'd let him do that. It's not a phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I've been setting up SoS (Switched&amp;nbsp;On Schoolhouse)&amp;nbsp;with my "custom curriculum" for Kaitlyn. A time-consuming process, but sooo fun for me. I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; seeing the calendar populate with daily lessons for the whole year! I'm a nerd, what can I say? We also went to the Open House for the new Corona learning center of River Springs. Several approved venders were there and I'm so excited to get Kait into a couple of these classes. Check it out:&amp;nbsp; horse-back riding, ceramics, photography, theater, and piano lessons. The tough part will be choosing because I don't think we can do more than two per semester. But I'm excited about this homeschooling year, and praying that it bears a huge harvest of fruit in Kaitlyn's heart, her walk with God, and our relationship. Not to mention academics, but that should go without saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying about how to handle Amy's being in public school for 6th after all. Although this doesn't do anything for the social concerns, I am planning to sort of co-teach her. Bring some lessons alongside what they do in class, but of my choosing and from Christian worldview. Mostly this applies to history since I know they'll cover "early man," and later dive into Greek gods. I'm going to attempt to have her work through the Bible curriculum I got for Kaitlyn, working on it twice a week in the afternoons. &lt;em&gt;Have you done anything like this?&lt;/em&gt; Please share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;So what have you been doing to get ready? New haircuts, shoes, pencil boxes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;Also, share your favorite sack lunches for school days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-327194527344524362?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/327194527344524362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=327194527344524362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/327194527344524362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/327194527344524362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-school-monday-countdown-has-begun.html' title='My School Monday: the countdown has begun'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7764135680117518756</id><published>2011-08-06T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T13:55:27.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Improv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Story Improv, Space Style</title><content type='html'>Here's this weekend's Story Improv. Better late than never, right? If you don't know the rules, they're simple. Jump in and continue the story with a line or two of your own, trying to keep the flow and tone cohesive as possible. Oh, and then send a few friends over to play. The fun of creating together is exponential to the number of entries. You yourself may visit and add lines more than once, so check back often to see how &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; story is growing. I'll keep it up today and tomorrow so there's plenty of time. If you post as Anon, consider leaving your name so I can give you credit when I post the story in its entirety later next week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about we shake things up a go for a Sci-Fi? Let's go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjjHTreiOck/Tj2puVfBzwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OfAX_KrT37A/s1600/space.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjjHTreiOck/Tj2puVfBzwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OfAX_KrT37A/s320/space.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Captain Buigly aimed his laser, carefully lining up the cross-hairs. Once he engaged the beam, it would take eight seconds to turn the hull of The Sender into space dust. His training should have taken over by now. Instead, he fought the tremor in his trigger finger as sweat beaded on his upper lip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7764135680117518756?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7764135680117518756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7764135680117518756&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7764135680117518756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7764135680117518756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-improv-space-style.html' title='Story Improv, Space Style'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjjHTreiOck/Tj2puVfBzwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OfAX_KrT37A/s72-c/space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-6834748904987925124</id><published>2011-08-03T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:16:49.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marianne evans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Gardner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts Crossing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash of the Titles'/><title type='text'>Another COTT Champ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_UM7NTcoIg/TV_utoUUcHI/AAAAAAAAGfk/hs6OwKh0lf4/s1600/Blog+Alliance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="68" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_UM7NTcoIg/TV_utoUUcHI/AAAAAAAAGfk/hs6OwKh0lf4/s320/Blog+Alliance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guest post by &lt;a href="http://www.aprilwgardner.blogspot.com/"&gt;April W Gardner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clashofthetitles.com/"&gt;Clash of the Titles&lt;/a&gt; is proud to announce that author &lt;a href="http://www.marianneevans.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marianne Evans&lt;/a&gt; with her novel, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Crossing-Woodland-ebook/dp/B003CT31VQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1311980668&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Hearts Crossing&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;is our newest champion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fTB2Oev6B8/TjM7lp5wfQI/AAAAAAAAGng/kEBRY310zsA/s1600/Hearts_Crossing_Front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fTB2Oev6B8/TjM7lp5wfQI/AAAAAAAAGng/kEBRY310zsA/s320/Hearts_Crossing_Front.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;u style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;About the book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Collin Edwards, a former parishioner at Woodland Church, has renounced God without apology, his faith drained away in the face of a tragic loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Daveny Montgomery cares deeply about her relationship with God, and the community of Woodland. Lately though, she's been in a rut, longing for something to reignite her spiritual enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;A beautification project at Woodland seems the answer for them both. Daveny spearheads the effort and Collin assists, but only with the renovations, and only because he wants to know Daveny better. Despite his deepening feelings for her, even stepping into the common areas of the church stirs tension and anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Can Daveny trust in Collin’s fledgling return to faith? And can Collin ever accept the fact that while he turned his back on God, God never turned his back on him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Marianne competed with the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Adam and Andrea Graham,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;and their YA book&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tales-Dim-Knight-ebook/dp/B004C43H8C/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1311905521&amp;amp;sr=8-2" style="margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Tales of the Dim Knight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;What readers said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm amazed--can't wait to read more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;These books have very different plots and backgrounds, but both sound as though they are great books. Congratulations to the writers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Both were so well done and packed with emotion. This just keeps getting harder and harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A glimpse at Marianne's winning excerpt&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;It has been an honor to "clash" with such a worthy opponent! :-) I love Clash of the Titles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Officer Lance Edwards banged hard on the front door of the home. A cacophony of sound increased. “Saint Clair Shores PD. Open up.” Seated in the squad car, Collin Edwards watched his brother cast a quick glance back at the squad car then up and down the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lance trotted back to the vehicle, opening the door. “I'm calling for back up.” He was laser focused. “Stay where you are, and keep alert.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Yeah. Got it.” Collin frowned as Lance barked into the car radio and activated the roof top light bars. He left the car to return to the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This time the door was yanked open. A hulking, angry man filled the entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;“Step outside, sir.” Lance rested a hand against the butt of his gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clashofthetitles.com/2011/07/literary-clash-most-gut-wrenching.html"&gt;READ FULL EXCERPT HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About her Clash Marianne said:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Next week, &lt;a href="http://www.aprilgardner.com/"&gt;April Gardner&lt;/a&gt; hosts a special "Author's Choice" Clash. Anything goes with this one--authors chose their favorite excerpts from their own works to submit, and we narrowed it down to the top&amp;nbsp;two for readers to vote on. Spread the word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;-April W Gardner is the Sr. Editor at Clash of the Titles&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;and author of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wounded-Spirits-April-W-Gardner/dp/0981989616/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1311982759&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Wounded Spirits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-6834748904987925124?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/6834748904987925124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=6834748904987925124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6834748904987925124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/6834748904987925124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-cott-champ.html' title='Another COTT Champ!'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_UM7NTcoIg/TV_utoUUcHI/AAAAAAAAGfk/hs6OwKh0lf4/s72-c/Blog+Alliance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-7480136612219201385</id><published>2011-08-01T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:42:33.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling'/><title type='text'>My School Monday: Schedules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;/span&gt; Today I'm writing about schedules. Scheduling is the most difficult part of homeschooling my family. The other two "big kids" go to two different public schools on two different schedules. They get different breaks, too. Brandon starts on the 10th. But Amy doesn't go back until the 15th. Later, Amy will have the whole month of November, and then&amp;nbsp;March,&amp;nbsp;off-track. And Brandon will have a longer break in December than she will. Kaitlyn can't take both kids' vacation schedules, so that means having to do school while one of her siblings is lounging around playing&amp;nbsp;video games. And it&amp;nbsp;usually rains on their parade because they can't come out and use the TV while I'm teaching Kait.&amp;nbsp;Can you hear my&amp;nbsp;weary sigh? It's no fun for mom to make one kid watch another enjoy something they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't have these concerns, I think I'd try the &lt;a href="http://angelinainlouisiana.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekly-report-sabbath-week.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabbath Week schedule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; The Sabbath Week schedule basically has 6 weeks of school, then 1 week of rest, then you spread out your other weeks off however you want them. So perhaps 4 full weeks in December to really enjoy the holidays, a 2 week vacation with the family in there somewhere, and of course the usual week off at Easter, and a few weeks to use as "summer". I think the average school year is 36 weeks, so after the four annual Sabbath weeks you have 12 weeks to play with for vacationing! I love the idea of the 6 weeks at a time, but I'm not so sure how that would line up with the other kids' schedules. I may still give it a try but I expect some bumps in that road for my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1MBFlwIWGw/TjbH4BfuoWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UGM3I7xUFOg/s1600/schoolclock2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1MBFlwIWGw/TjbH4BfuoWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UGM3I7xUFOg/s1600/schoolclock2.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The micro scheduling is also on my mind this week. Our day-to-day. I want/need to fit so much in and I'm not sure how best to arrange our day. I would like to try blocking our time and doing certain subjects on certain days, but I"m not sure how much each subject needs. This is an area I'd love to hear from friends and readers about. I'm expecting we might have to do math every day. But if I could give her even one day off and fit our math into 4 days per week, I think she'd really respond to that. But here are the other subjects I want to cover (warning: it's a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts&lt;br /&gt;Bible&lt;br /&gt;P.E.&lt;br /&gt;Typing&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;Reading (actual time to read/discuss &lt;a href="http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-school-monday-reading-list.html"&gt;the books&lt;/a&gt; I'll assign)&lt;br /&gt;French&lt;br /&gt;Life Skills&lt;br /&gt;*2 hr. classes 2x weekly through charter school. We're not signed up yet but classes usually&amp;nbsp;offered are things like Art and Photography and I love to get her in on that. I include this as a time constraint on the above curriculum. Not to&amp;nbsp;mention&amp;nbsp;the very active toddler we contend with during school hours, too. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Is it hopeless? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what do you think? How long do you spend on each subject per day (or per week)? If you don't homeschool but still juggle several different tasks requiring time organization, I'd love a peek at your schedule too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed week--see ya Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-7480136612219201385?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/7480136612219201385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=7480136612219201385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7480136612219201385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/7480136612219201385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-school-monday-schedules.html' title='My School Monday: Schedules'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1MBFlwIWGw/TjbH4BfuoWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UGM3I7xUFOg/s72-c/schoolclock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-1039125943596605849</id><published>2011-07-29T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T04:00:08.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Friday'/><title type='text'>Fiction Friday: Does Fiction Fuel Discontent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzOq0lv4ky8/TjIehqmjjrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/12_hP_nZ0E4/s1600/princessbride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzOq0lv4ky8/TjIehqmjjrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/12_hP_nZ0E4/s1600/princessbride.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Awhile back, I came across an interesting idea that I personally had never encountered. The idea that reading fiction--romance in particular--can be damaging to one's spousal relationship, or I suppose, one's general psyche, because it glamorizes an unobtainable ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me aback. How else are we to experience the sigh-worthy experiences that we'll never run into while shopping at Target or driving the minivan? Where else are we to find that warm, satisfying inspiration that makes us love everyone around us just a little more than before? How can we know anything beyond our limited existance if we don't step into other shoes through fiction? And aren't we repeatedly told to foster a love for reading into our kids from the time they are conceived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it gave me pause. How often &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; a wife read a book featuring a hero with impossibly good looks, muscles upon muscles, fierce protective instincts that have him always arriving in the nick of time to save the heroine from the kidnapper holding a gun&amp;nbsp;or the spider crawling along the floor, yet tender enough to shed a tear as he expresses the depth of his love . . . and then&amp;nbsp;closed the book, looked at her real-life husband and thought "&lt;em&gt;if only"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a point here. It could set up a standard that is just as impossible to reach for real-life men as the airbrushed photos of surgically-enhanced women are for us to match. Is there an in-between, a personal balance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have some thoughts on this, but I'd like to hear yours. What do you think? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750850891749149111-1039125943596605849?l=michellemassaro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/feeds/1039125943596605849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3750850891749149111&amp;postID=1039125943596605849&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1039125943596605849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3750850891749149111/posts/default/1039125943596605849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellemassaro.blogspot.com/2011/07/fiction-friday-does-fiction-fuel.html' title='Fiction Friday: Does Fiction Fuel Discontent?'/><author><name>Michelle Massaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12841001797112425917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WA6MIWHZ6ho/TN95X8-wTkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lwzadlwUS_c/S220/headshot1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzOq0lv4ky8/TjIehqmjjrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/12_hP_nZ0E4/s72-c/princessbride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750850891749149111.post-3498593629776760877</id><published>2011-07-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:00:05.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatevah wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Massaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budgeting'/><title type='text'>Whatevah Wednesday: Family Vacations</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf8hFzhyg78/Ti4JmeRcNjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HA4tvyPrrVg/s1600/thumbnailCAUKDC2N.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf8hFzhyg78/Ti4JmeRcNjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/HA4tvyPrrVg/s320/thumbnailCAUKDC2N.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't take this picture, but I'll post some soon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; bo
