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Looking Out the Window: Celebrating Prism Book Group's Love Is...Series with Chocolate and Prizes

In honor of the start of Prism’s new Love Is… series – a string of romance novellas based on 1 Corinthians 13:4-6 – we are inviting you to BE OUR VALENTINE! We will be giving away a Hershey’s Chocolate Lover’s Square Tower (value $46.96) as well as the entire Love Is… series as it releases (in format of choice including ebook or print) to one lucky winner! Two runner-ups will receive the first Love Is… book in print (containing the first several novellas) and a $10 gift certificate.  To enter, hop on over and like our Facebook page. Then post a message to our  Facebook page and tell us what you feel is an important quality of love! For a second entry, join our mailing list. The sign-up box is on the top right of our web site From Anita Klumpers, author of Hounded , the first in Prism Book Group's Love Is...Series Old Maid, Do-Si-Do, and the Bottomless Cup of Love By the time I was twenty-five my mother had given up on the hope that I would marry. She bought me

Looking Out the Window: Danele Rotharmel Talks about Time Tsunami, Gives Away a Free Print Copy and Prizes. Shares a Yummy Recipe

A Warm Welcome to Danele Rotharmel       Danele will give away a Sunflowers & Seashores Prize It includes   A paperback copy of Time Tsunami  A cup and saucer painted with sunflowers  A “seashore” journal with the saying, Call unto me and I will answer you .  A set of 10 butterfly note cards with envelopes.   To enter to win leave a comment and an e-mail address below.     Hi Danele, I'm so happy you could stop by my blog. Lots of writers loved reading as a child. How about you? If so, what did you read? I LOVED reading when I was growing up! I simply couldn’t get enough books--my room was crammed with them. I walked the prairie with Laura, solved mysteries with Trixie, and I considered Anne (spelled with an e) to be one of my very best friends. I felt like life wasn’t worth living when Beth died, and I cried buckets when Old Yeller was shot. I explored a magic wardrobe and walked with my hands snuggled deep in Aslan’s soft, glossy mane. (H

Looking Out the Window: Sandra Ardoin Talks about A Reluctant Melody, Shares a Recipe Great for Super Bowl Watching

A Warm Welcome to Sandra Ardoin Sandra will give away an e-book of A Reluctant Melody . To enter to win leave an e-mail address and a comment below. Sandra shares her favorite Bible verses and a favorite recipe. She says, "I have two favorite verses (technically, three). Together, they remind me of the power, compassion, and mercy of God." The first is Jeremiah 29:11. “For I know the thoughts I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you an expected end.” (KJV) Also, Isaiah 55:8-9: “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. (KJV) A Favorite Recipe: My mom used to make this regularly. In fact, she made it for my wedding reception twenty-eight years ago. I can’t say where she got the recipe, but when I was young, we lived near Chicago where Italian Bee

Looking Out the Window: Jennifer Slattery Introduces When Dawn Breaks, Her New Book, Shares a Devotional and An Excerpt

A Warm Welcome to Jennifer Slattery A Personal Story by Jennifer Sometimes my heart and mouth get ahead of my brain. And sometimes what I thought was a great thing, a God-thing, leaves me scratching my head. And hitting my knees. Fast. As I was writing my novel, When Dawn Breaks , I thought of one situation in particular, one where I encountered a mother similar, in many ways, to the one my heroine, Jacqueline Dunn encountered. It was the spring of 2002. I was a new mom with a passion to change the world. Young and overwhelmed with the whole parenting thing, I joined a women’s Bible study.  We met to discuss Scripture, parenting ideas and problems, and what God’s Word had to say on those matters. We shared out fears and our tears, along with steady doses of hugs and chocolate. One morning, a new woman joined our group. She seemed so quiet, so meek, so… vulnerable. Broken. You see, her husband had left her and their three young boys, all under the age of six. Worse, she