A co-authored Christian romantic comedy by Erica Dansereau and Britt Howard “Steal my heart, not my pages.” Aspiring author Charlie Blaire never expected to stumble across her own novel at her favorite bookstore. Except this novel isn’t hers. Published under someone else’s name, the book she wrote to cope with the loss of her missionary... Continue Reading →
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After the Water Brooks
Once she was lost, but now she’s found.1981—Kitty and Claude Fisher have built a good life after leaving the small, dusty town of Goldfield, Nevada. Yet, as her fiftieth birthday approaches, Kitty can’t help but feel something is missing from her idyllic life. It doesn’t help that she and Claude are on a road trip... Continue Reading →
Come Forth As Gold
1945. World War II has come to an end. But the battle for a young boy’s future is just beginning. The small, dusty town of Goldfield, Nevada, is all that thirteen-year-old Claude Fisher has ever known. The youngest of three brothers, he spends his days running wild across the desert with his best friend and... Continue Reading →
Freedom (Poem by Erica Dansereau)
“Come on,” the enemy whispers.“No pitchfork, no horns. See?I’m not as bad as they say,I promise you can trust me.I’ll show you what you’re missing:Luxury, glory, and fame,Everything your heart desires,With me, it’s all fair game.My motto goes like this,Simply put: You do you.But if you’d like it another way,‘Do what thou wilt’ works too.After... Continue Reading →
Dear Mamas
Laundry can wait to be folded Your books can wait to be read Dishes can wait to be rinsed But their souls can’t wait to be fed Little hands can’t wait to be held Adventure can’t wait to be found For they're only little a little while So mama, don’t lose any ground Keep your... Continue Reading →
A daughter’s prayer
Grow me, strong and firm, as the hardy oak tree stands Mold me, soft and gentle, as the clay inside Your hands Bridle me, sober and discreet, as the dead broke horse Raise me, sure and mighty, as the waves that crash with force Sand me, smooth and even, as the timber in my room... Continue Reading →
We Are Iron (Poem by Erica Dansereau)
We are iron Our strength bridges mountains Together, in the heat That rains upon us from a summer sky We are unstoppable, that is Until the fever subsides and Clears your head The sustenance that maintains my blood Has tainted it now all the same As you leave me to stand alone The season moves... Continue Reading →
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