Behold: the shell of the soul-words that cry for beauty on the battlefields.
This cover makes me so happy, and I feel that it truly represents the poetry inside. There are some deeper meanings beneath the design that I’ll delve into someday soon, but for now, the important details!
*insert a “pay attention” sort of cough*
the official info
dare to dream that there’s more than this broken road,
and that beauty may lie on tomorrow’s edge…
A sequel of sorts to the author’s debut collection, Clarion Hope takes the spark of courage held out in This Will Not Last and fans it into a roaring flame. Over and over again, scars are healed, brokenness is bathed in tears, and fear is buried in the name of the truth and hope of the highest order.
For the boldest warriors and the faint-hearted alike, Clarion Hope is a battle cry to live in the light of the coming Kingdom.
Clarion Hope officially releases on April 4th, 2023, but you can preorder it now and have it shipped just before release day so you can hold it in your hands (and read it!) on April 4th.
The date for Clarion Hope’s cover reveal and preorders opening is less than two weeks away, and I’d like to invite you to join The Couriers of Triumph (my super fancy name for my street team) and help me spread the glad tidings!
Please and thank you.
What will this involve?
Basically as a street team member, your job is to spread the word as far as it will go and get everyone excited about the release! All of my marketing is through word of mouth, so this is super important.
If you fill out the application form, you’ll get an email next week with some graphics and sample social media posts to get you started. (Yes, this does mean you’ll get a peek at the cover before the rest of the world does!) I’ll send all of the extra details you’ll need in that email, as well.
You can share through blog posts, Facebook, or Instagram!
Christmas has slipped behind us, and of course it’s only now that I remember the chubby book of Christmas stories I’d tucked onto my “old books” shelf for an opportune time. But since the radio stations are still blaring Christmas music, I’ll still shove some of my old Christmas posts under your nose.
Sniffing 95% of the candles at Hobby Lobby (even the disgusting ones) with a sister
the first real snow of the season
Bananagrams and peanut butter cups with friends
sharing music with my family at a local church
family time and preparations on Thanksgiving Eve
baby snuggles and rodent tales on Thanksgiving Day
surviving a painfully awkward and extremely predictable Hallmark-style movie
What I’ve been reading
The Hobbit – J.R.R. Tolkien
Up jumped Bilbo. “Breakfast?” he cried. “Where is breakfast?”
“Mostly inside of us,” answered the other dwarves who were moving about the hall; “But what is left is out on the veranda.”
I’m still reading this one…and it’s still just as hilarious and thought-provoking as last month.
Death by Living – N.D. Wilson
Drink your wine. Laugh from your gut. Burden your moments with thankfulness. Be as empty as you can be when the clock winds down. Spend your life. And if time is a river, may you leave a wake.
This was an enjoyable read…and while I did get lost in some of the poetic nature of it all (I’m a baby poet, and too much of it loses me) and I didn’t really agree with all of Wilson’s conclusions, this book has quite a few quotable lines and provides a lovely perspective on eternity and mortality.
This Life of Mine – Victoria Lynn
I had the privilege of beta reading the second book in my friend’s series, The Chronicles of Elira, and goodness. It’s just so good. I can’t wait to share my review with you!
From the journal…
Help me to remember truth: that You loved me eve when I was dead in sin. that You chose me before the world began. That it is grace that leads me home, not my stellar conduct.
What made your November memorable? What’s been your favorite read of late?
There’s not much to today’s post…just a little journal entry that’s masquerading as a poem today. It’s a reminder I need on a daily basis, and I hope that it blesses you, too. ❤
I choose You, Father.
I choose Your battles. Not mine.
I choose Your weapons. Not mine.
I choose Your heart. Not mine.
I choose Your way. Not mine.
I choose Your vision. Not mine.
I choose You, Father.
I choose You.
(Also: my next newsletter comes out this Thursday…so if you aren’t signed up and would love to have some sneak peeks of Book 2 pop up in your inbox (along with other interesting randomness), go ahead and subscribe through this link!)
It’s a question that’s tugged at my attention for years. As I read the stories of eternal heroes with short lives and stared at the caskets of people I held dear, the question haunted my mind.
so small and
one breath will
blow this life away, and
will be the proof that
it was here?
and broken hearts?
that were torn apart by
hands that now lie still and cold?
forbid it, Lord!
A month or so ago a friend and I were wandering through a beautiful cemetery that sprawls over several acres of hills. (You know you have loyal friends when they smilingly join you on strange expeditions.) There were so many old gravestones – some tipped and sinking deep into the soil. Several were ridiculously tall and ornate, but they were so old that wind and water and time had wiped the sentimental words right off of the marker. Their attempts to leave an echo of their greatness were in vain.
Of course I hope that I leave behind me a trail of words that can point others to Christ and to truth decades after I’m gone, but paper burns. Ink fades. Files become corrupted.
If words are all I leave, I’ve failed.
For even if my words could surpass the masterpieces of Dickens and Shakespeare,
If I sang with the voice of an angel,
If the world remembers my name until the world stops turning,
As I’m looking at the above graphic, I’m thinking about how wrong it feels that 2023 will be here in less than two months…but I’m also so excited because it means this next book will be here in less than five months!
Book #2 will be another poetry book (surprise, surprise!), but as of yet, I’m not sharing many more details. There will be a cover reveal with a blurb coming soon, but for now I’m letting you guys guess as to what this next book may hold. Here’s your clue:
I love the way that music communicates where the written word falls short, and so I’ve been compiling a playlist of songs that share the themes I’m writing about in book #2. If you’re into music, go ahead and check out the playlist…and let me know in the comments if you have any guesses as to what the themes of book #2 might be!
Also…if you would be willing to be praying for me as I finish compiling these poems and start the manuscript on its journey to publication, I would be so grateful! God has truly been the one carrying Book #2 (and me!) through this process, and I can’t finish it on my own. I’d so appreciate prayers that:
I would be diligent in writing the rest of this poetry (my deadline for that is November 30th, and I have 12-15 to write yet😅).
God would give me the words to say and the way to say them.
Technology would cooperate with me! XD
Thank you so much for showing up to read and chat with me. I appreciate your support and encouragement so much, and I can’t wait to get this next book to you!!!