Author Erin Rainwater - Giveaway of Refining Fires

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Sit back and relax was we visit today with author Erin Rainwater. Erin's here to chat about her book, Refining Fires. So, grab your cuppa and let's enjoy some time with Erin.

[Also, a quick editorial note: I don't know what has happened, but my blog has a mind of its own today, the formatting is doing something crazy, so please excuse the post's messiness! Goodness!]

--Refining Fires - Fires is plural. Could you tell us why?

Behold, I have refined you, but not as silver; I have tested you in the furnace of affliction.   This quote from Isaiah begins the book. Each of the characters in these three stories goes through a refining process. The hero of the stories is Peter Cochran, and his fiery process is literal as well as figurative. So the title of the first part of the book, which deals with him and his nurse Clare, is “Refining Fire” (singular). But the nurse, the little girl, and the woman of questionable repute all undergo some type of refinement and redemption. Thus the plural Fires captures all of their trials.  


Questions for Refining Fires' hero - Peter

--Peter, could you tell us about yourself, your injury and how you got it, what struggles you're facing?
There was a time that seems not so long ago when I never would’ve answered your questions, Tina, and in fact would’ve told you what you could do with them. But my world is different now, thanks be to God and the gift He sent me. 

I was born into a Christian home but wandered from those roots. I had money and good looks, so doors of worldly opportunity were wide open to me, and I went through them. Yet I remained in the family business and took it over when my father died. I served in the Korean War, and on my last day there, the plane that was bringing me home crashed. After many months in the hospital, I returned home badly scarred in more ways than one. 

Bitterness reigned in my soul. My only friend was my butler, Leopold, who remained loyal despite my acrimony. I rarely left the sanctum of my home. Why should I, only to face all the wide-eyed children and the wincing parents who’d grab their kids by the collar and steer them clear of me? And I steered clear of God. Four years after the crash is when Clare entered my life.

--In the story, Peter, we find out that Clare is a VA nurse--how does she come to work for you and what challenges did you face early on?
I look back and wonder sometimes if God allowed the unfair circumstances in Clare’s life just so she’d be desperate enough to accept the job as my live-in nurse. It pains me to think so, but she sure had to be desperate—homeless and penniless—to put up with me. She had cared for soldiers as an Army nurse during the war and veterans at the VA, but all put together they didn’t equal the challenge I presented. But my anger was no match for her chicanery in getting me to hire her after I’d already had her thrown out. No match for her tenacity. Nor for those emerald eyes of hers. Nor her laugh. Nor her…but I digress. Suffice it to say, Clare resurrected my long-lost sense of humor, along with the courage I’d need to define myself as a man. But the biggest challenge I faced with her was learning the meaning of what it is to love sacrificially.

 --What was your first impression of her?
My first impression was tainted by my bitterness, and I did not want to hire her or to like her. I even tried sabotage, and had her thrown out, but her fight for fairness moved me in ways I hadn’t counted on. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. To this day I don’t know what would’ve become of me if she hadn’t tricked me into hiring her.

Now, back to Erin:


--Erin, tell us about the how the three stories in this book are connected.
The first story, “Refining Fire,” is about a former Army nurse who is just desperate enough to take on the most horrible patient any nurse could ask for—Peter Cochran, a bitter and disfigured veteran. But her faith and determination combine to elicit renewed life from his damaged body while evoking a raw yearning in his damaged soul. In “Blind Courage” you’ll meet a frightened young girl name Susannah whose mother is very ill and there is no one to save her but Susannah. At first you’ll see no connection to the first story, but be patient. Susannah crosses paths with a man who has suffered his own fiery trials and who offers her help with her refining process. Then you’ll meet the “Kept Woman.” Oh, she’s a prickly one, all right, and refining her is no easy task. But a little girl and a man well familiar with God’s grace show her a different path than the one she’s on that leads to self-destruction. 
  

--How long did it take to write the entire book?
Considering I wrote a form of the middle story, “Blind Courage,” as an English assignment in the eighth grade, I guess you could say it took me about forty-six years. Then it was a short story, and I got an A. Unlike most grade school work, which is forgotten once handed in, I never did get the story of this little girl out of my mind. I wrote the story of Peter and Clare in my thoughts over the course of a couple of years, and got the insane notion of combining the stories into one, which obviously necessitated reworking “Blind Courage.” The idea for “Kept Woman” came last, and I wrote that fairly quickly, deciding to make it a part of what became a sort of trilogy.


--What do you hope your readers will 'take away' from reading Refining Fires?
The fact that God’s unfathomable love takes many forms, and sometimes takes the form of discipline. Peter learned that what God allowed in his life was an act of love, impeding his progress toward that which would have been ruinous to him. Sometimes His love takes the form of a test, asking us to prove our faith is genuine. But the Refiner’s hand is always on us, regardless of how circumstances may appear.  And He always provides the courage and tools we need to persevere and come out refined.

--What other books have you written? Can you tell us a little about them?
I published two historical love stories via POD, both of which I’m thrilled to say readers are loving. The first is True Colors, a Civil War-set romance/adventure, a scene from which is being translated onto the theater stage this fall:

Cassie Golden feels called to leave her safe but lonely Pennsylvania farm to tend the Union wounded in Alexandria, Virginia. Love and conspiratorial intrigue enter her life there, both arriving in the form of an intelligence officer, Major Michael Byron. When duty sends him away, Cassie becomes unwittingly enmeshed in a mosaic of espionage, kidnapping, imprisonment and murder. Their unanticipated reunion only creates a chasm between them as sweeping as the one dividing the nation. Only the truth can bridge such a chasm. And truth is in short supply.

The other story, The Arrow That Flieth By Day, picks up just after the ending of True Colors, and takes place in Colorado:

Mandy Berringer is on the last leg of a homebound journey to Denver when a mistaken accusation by Indian warriors diverts the course of her life. Believed dead by her family, Mandy will do anything to get home. But a disabling accident, an epidemic, an unexpected love and a tragic loss prolong her separation from her family until she is finally reunited with them—only to be devastated by what she finds. The man she loves undergoes crushing trials of his own, and their search for each other leads them on separate journeys into new tests of faith and enduring love.


--Where can readers find you on the internet?
My web page is www.erinrainwater.com


Erin Rainwater in the spotlight:

--What's your favorite book and why is it?
To Kill A Mockingbird. I love Scout, her pluck, her curiosity, and even her wisdom. The plot is so powerful, yet there’s humor, and overall it’s heartwarming. But mostly I love the story because my father was an attorney like Atticus Finch—honest, intelligent, a lover of his children. He died when I was two, so I saw in Atticus a picture of my father. Gregory Peck played him in the movie, and I’ve been in love with him ever since. So is Clare in Refining Fires.

--What's your favorite breakfast?
Anything served in bed. Just not runny eggs.

--Who from present or history would you like to spend an afternoon with and why?
First and foremost Jesus, of course. But assuming you mean besides Him, I’d pick Abraham Lincoln. I’ve read a lot about him and all things Civil War related, and I am fascinated by his humility, his sense of responsibility, his wisdom and his wit despite the incredible power he held and the immense burden he bore.

--Do you have any pets?
I love animals, but I’ve had a dog that died at the age of six, two cats that went missing, and two ferrets that also died. I determined to never again own a pet because it’s just too hard to lose them.

To win a copy of Erin's book, please visit her site to find the answer to her question, then return here and leave your answer and your email address (email[at]whatever[dot]com format)  in a comment. 

Erin, thank you for being our guest today and for the opportunity for one of our readers to win a copy of Refining Fires. 

Here's Erin's question for you:

There is a scene in my novel True Colors where the hero, Michael Byron, must decide whether to remain at his present position or answer a deeper calling that would take him away from his love, Cassie. What real-life scenario is part of that scene based on?



Crazy Monday Recipe ~ The Best Crunchy Golden Onion Rings!

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Okay, I must confess...I had been craving crunchy onion rings for over a week. Yes, I lasted a week before going online and searching for a recipe that would make its new home in my little wooden recipe box, and I found it!

I won't give you the original recipe (you can visit FoodWishes.com for that--ohhhh, and it's worth it!), but I will tell you what I substituted because I didn't have those few original ingredients:

I didn't have club soda, so I used diet Sierra Mist (I said I had to improvise, LOL). The second substitution was Italian bread crumbs for the Panko bread crumbs. 

What can I say? I just don't use Panko very often. Other than that, all ingredients and measurements remained the same. 

So, I'll give you the link to the original recipe, courtesy of FoodWishes.com, but what I will give you now is the video of the yummy goodness of this great recipe. Even my husband, who hates onions, likes these. A lot!

FoodWishes.com ~ LOVE YA!



Ranch or Blue Cheese dressing makes a great dip for these onion rings. Mmmm....
This delicious recipe
and 
pretty pics 
courtesy of 
Go visit them! 
So many yummy things there!

Crazy Monday Recipe ~ Lil Tiger's Pasta Salad

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Oh my! How's your Tuesday? 

I'm a little late on posting our Crazy Monday Recipe, but here it is! This is a versatile pasta salad, so feel free to change it up if you don't have all the ingredients on hand. After all, how can you go wrong/mess up pasta salad?

And if you do mess up, eat the evidence. Go ahead, I won't tell.

So kick off your shoes and stay awhile (you know I've missed ya lately!) And while we're visiting, I'm excited to tell you about a few interviews we have coming up in the next few days and coming weeks...authors Erin Rainwater, Julie Carobini (she's cuter than the smile on a ladybug!), and my good friend who is also one of my favorite authors, Vickie McDonough. Also, coming soon is THE Ms. Lena Nelson Dooley (we love this lady--yes we do!), Maggie Brendan--you already love her books.


And we'll also visit with our cyber pastor (yes, he is a real guy, LOL) Pastor Pete Wilson (we love his blog Without Wax)--we'll chat with him about his new book PLAN B. I'm reading, and soooo needing, this book--I think you'll find it very insightful as well.


We'll also chat with musician Nate Fowler who'll join us in the next couple of weeks. 

Sounds like a lot, but there's more! If you're not subscribed to The Homestead Heart via the Feedburner, sign up now (located at the top of the sidebar on this page, just under the pic of the pool). Don't forget to verify your subscription when Feedburner sends you the email to do so--it's important to completing the subscription process.

Back to our main topic for today - FOOD!
We're calling this Lil Tiger's Pasta Salad, because that little guy is just crazy about it.


Lil Tiger's Pasta Salad

Shopping List and Directions

Cooked ingredients:

- Olive oil, 1/3 cup
- Garlic, 1 head ~ 8 cloves thinly sliced
- Large Black Olives, 2 cans ~ sliced or cut into halves
- Marinated Artichoke hearts, 2 jars (small) ~ half or 1/3 cut each (even though they're cut already, still cut down--like the picture to the right, that baby cut lengthwise would be just the right size)
- Hearts of Palm, 1 can ~ sliced a little thick
- Pasta, cooked al dente


Add-later ingredients (close to time of serving and when pasta is not hot or warm):

- Parmesan, sprinkle kind
- Hard Salami--optional, diced small (or cut in thick slices then cut again into fourths)
- Gruyere cheese (if you don't use salami or gruyere, I recommend a good amount of Parmesan cheese--who doesn't love cheese?)
- Parseley, freshly chopped


Add at-last-minute ingredients:

- Toasted pine nuts, a lot (I only use Costco's pine nuts, nothing compares and they keep in the freezer for a loooong time)


Directions:

1)  Heat all olive oil on low in a large, deep frying pan, nonstick if possible.



2)  Add sliced garlic and slow cook for about 10 minutes, watch to make sure it doesn't burn. Once garlic is cooked to soft, go proceed to # 3).




3)  Add all the cooking ingredients (cooking ingred ONLY), including marinade from at least one jar of artichoke hearts (but not the hearts of palm juice)

4) Saute on low for about 10-15 minutes (you want ingredients to be hot).





5) While sauteing ingredients, cook pasta to al dente, and drain. Run cold water over the noodles, set aside to let drain more.

6) Depending on if you want your pasta salad hot or cold:



    a) Hot/warm - don't run cold water over pasta, but put in a large serving bowl, add hot ingredients from frying pan. Toss, then add fresh chopped parsley, salami and approx. 1/4 cup Parmesan cheese and toss again. Sprinkle with chunks of white cheese (but if you add it too soon, it may melt) Add pine nuts only to the top, because they tumble down to the bottom when you toss them in, they'll work their way down as folks serve themselves. Or you can have them on the side, already toasted and folks can add their own.



    b) Cold - Cool pasta, cool ingredients in the pan, then toss together in a large bowl.  Add chopped parsley, Parmesan cheese, salami, and white cheese and then toss again. Toasted pine nuts on the side (or a few sprinkled on for looks).

Enjoy at a picnic, potluck, or 
tucked away in the coat closet 
as you shamefully eat your 3rd serving 
out of sight of family and friends!


What? Works for me!

Writing Naked ~ Guest Post by Billy Coffey

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Happy Tuesday! 


And HAPPY BIRTHDAY BILLY!!!

 

I'm always glad to have Billy drop by and share with us, and I enjoy visiting his blog, love his writing. 


You know, there has been a lot going on in life for me and it's taken me away from writing (case in point - how long have you been waiting for chapter 7 of Love's Gamble? LOL.) 


I'm so thankful for your patience, & your encouragement, & absolutely grateful for your prayers!)


Many thanks to Billy for the privilege of a visit with him & inviting us to his blog for the rest of the story--this has given me a much needed rest and several moments to catch my breath.


Here's Billy, we'll hop over to his blog porch --or you can race me there now and grab the porch swing...I'll leave that up to you--and whatever you choose suits me fine, we're family, be comfortable here, or there.


And thanks, Billy! I appreciate you and am blessed by your words. Keep 'em flowing!

 

Writing Naked

by Billy Coffey

Originally posted on www.BillyCoffey.com 
January 28, 2010  

I write in terror. I have to talk myself into bravery with every sentence, sometimes every syllable –Cynthia Ozick

I took exactly one class in writing. It was about fifteen years ago at the community college and was taught by a real published author whose name I cannot recall. But she was published, and as far as I was concerned that was all the credentials she needed.
 image courtesy of photobucket.com
image courtesy of photobucket.comThe first class turned out to be the most useful. That’s not to say the instruction given in the proceeding eleven weeks of the course wasn’t useful. It was. But that first night alone was worth the money.

The twenty or so people in the class formed a semi-circle around the professor, who stood in behind a wooden podium that was much more intimidating than she. We sat at attention, notebooks ready, eager to have our heads filled with the hidden secrets of literary success.

“Tell me,” she said, “what does one need to write?”

The more outgoing among the class were quick with suggestions:

“Time.”

“Perseverance.”

“Skill.”

“Connections.” (That one was met with a nervous chuckle from the rest of the class.)

“Practice.”

Each was met with an approving nod and so was written down by everyone, myself included. But that really wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

“Those are good suggestions,” she said, “but you’re leaving the most important aspect out. Anyone?”

No one.

“Courage,” she said.

I didn’t really understand that and snickered under my breath. Courage? Soldiers needed courage. Cops needed courage. EMTs and stunt men and bullfighters. But writers? Sitting on your butt and typing on a keyboard did not take courage.

“There are some who might disagree with that,” she said—and to this day I swear she looked at me when she said it—“and I understand. You disagree because you’re writing with your clothes on. By the time you leave here, you’ll be writing naked.”

I’ll admit I almost walked out then. I’d heard about kooky writing classes given by kooky professors who did some pretty strange things in the name of “art.” I was afraid if I stuck around I’d end up dressed in a blue tracksuit with a cup of Kool-Aid in my hand because a comet was passing by to take me to heaven.


Wait! There's more! 

Hop over to Billy's blog porch with me and we'll read the rest together. You'll love it. If you want to know what it's like to write a novel for publication, come listen to the rest of the story. 

Or come, just to hear Billy tell us the rest, because he's a great storyteller.

Don't Leave Me...Hungry for Love...

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Hello again! Can't wait to share with you today! I just found this band via Twitter ~ yah, love Twitter. Doesn't suck up all the time Facebook does, it's short, sweet, and you move on after 140 characters or less. It's hands-down the best 'stalk-me' social-network out there, my humble opinion, anyway.


So, back to this group, a band you probably already know and love, but I'm pretty behind on the music scene, LOL. Sanctus Real sounded like a punk band to me, but I thought I'd lend them an ear for at least 30 seconds, after having a Twitter 'follower' named Hungry for Love follow me, then they tweeted about the band. 

Hmm...what kind of perv am I going to find by the name of Hungry for Love (you wouldn't believe what's out there)? But to my great surprise, I found Sanctus Real (Hungry for Love is the name of their current album tour) had a great sound. And their content is touching, haunting, and encouraging. This group has quite a different flavor from the vid we watched yesterday (COTM's Dad's Life). Don't pass-up today's video or you'll miss something great.

I watch this and I listen to the words, but it's my husband's heart I'm hearing in the song. That makes it pretty special. Actually, that makes him pretty special.



Sanctus Real - Lead Me




Sanctus Real - “Lead Me”

I look around and see my wonderful life
Almost perfect from the outside
In picture frames I see my beautiful wife
Always smiling
But on the inside, I can hear her saying...

“Lead me with strong hands
Stand up when I can't
Don't leave me hungry for love
Chasing dreams, what about us?

Show me you're willing to fight
That I'm still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel alone”

I see their faces, look in their innocent eyes
They're just children from the outside
I'm working hard, I tell myself they'll be fine
They're in independent
But on the inside, I can hear them saying...

“Lead me with strong hands
Stand up when I can't
Don't leave me hungry for love
Chasing dreams, but what about us?

Show me you're willing to fight
That I'm still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel alone”

So Father, give me the strength
To be everything I'm called to be
Oh, Father, show me the way
To lead them
Won't You lead me?

To lead them with strong hands
To stand up when they can't
Don't want to leave them hungry for love,
Chasing things that I could give up

I'll show them I'm willing to fight
And give them the best of my life
So we can call this our home
Lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone

Father, lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone


Have a wonderful week, everyone!

It's the Dad Life

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Happy July 4th! 

This is one of my favorite holidays! We'll enjoy celebrating all the wonderful freedoms we have in this great and God blessed country, along with celebrating those inspiring and courageous souls who braved preposterous odds--and overcame them--to gain these freedoms we enjoy as Americans.

This is a day to celebrate!

Now, many dads will be out this weekend mowing the lawn, grilling, and playing, carrying kids on their shoulders to a favorite spot to watch those brilliant fireworks light up the sky. Don't you just love dads and husbands?

I though you'd get a kick out of the playfulness, or maybe seriousness, of these guys...

COTM - Dad Life

The fabulous Lena Nelson Dooley, a wonderful author, shared this and I thought you'd get a good chuckle out of it.


Come back tomorrow, we'll have a whole different twist on the husband/dad theme ~ it's worth dropping by, promise!

Happy July 4th!


Send Me by Billy Coffey

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Yes, I'm excited as you are--Billy Coffey visiting with us. This offering originally posted on Billy's blog June 18, 2009 and is title Send Me

I love Billy's writing, because his writing is more like porch stories. You know, a chat on his porch as the sun sets and you sip sweet tea from a tall glass while rocking in a chair, listening. Listening to Billy. Good stuff, some of my favorite stuff. 


Before we move on, just a reminder to check out Billy's book, Snow Day, which releases fall 2010. I can't wait!

This is one of my favorite stories by Billy, one he shares on his blog, so, to encourage you to make yourself at home with Billy, we'll have him start off here, then we'll hop over to his blog for the rest of this story--the last of a series of stories he shared from a vacation he and his family took last year. Come along, you'll enjoy it. Like I said, it's one of my favorites!

Here's Billy...

Send Me
One last beach story:

Despite all of its tourism, Virginia Beach has always been a military town. The naval base was just down the road and to the right of our hotel, and the Oceanic Naval Air Station was just a few miles beyond that.

All of which made every day resemble a Fourth of July parade.

There were plenty of these on the way into town:


And once at the hotel, we saw many more of these:


And I wasn’t alone outside yesterday morning to watch the rain. I had company in the form of Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children, otherwise known as the United States Marines:


Add to all of that the parade of destroyers and frigates passing over the horizon and the steady stream of F/A-18 Hornets flying over my head, and I had a three-day testosterone high. It all became quite the Pavlovian experience. Every engine, every thump of a rotor, and every bellow of a drill sergeant would illicit from me an immediate stare and an even more immediate, “Awesome.”

I guess it was all that testosterone that nearly got me into a lot of trouble Tuesday morning.

My wife and I decided to have an early breakfast at a nice little restaurant down from our hotel. One that didn’t promise the kind of food you could neither pronounce nor eat without proper instruction.

We decided to make our return trip via the sidewalk rather than the boardwalk, thereby avoiding the daily throng of joggers, walkers, and rollerbladers. After all, a good breakfast should always be followed by some good peace and quiet. And that’s exactly what we had for a while. Until I looked up and saw the four men jogging toward us.

“What are these guys doing?” I asked. “Don’t they know to run on the boardwalk with everyone else?”

“Don’t worry about it,” my wife told me.

But I did.

For the rest of the story (yes, you want to read the rest, it's great!) come along with me and we'll head over to Billy's blog. While we're there, I hope you'll subscribe to his blog via email, that way you won't miss a visit whenever he's on the blog porch and story-tellin'. 


See y'all at Billy's!