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I am excited to announce that Caroline’s Purpose has been chosen as an ebook feature for the month of May! You can order the ebook version from Amazon, Kobo, or Apple Books for $.99 all month long!
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the start may be small,
uncertain.
the middle may be dark,
confusing.
but have faith, and keep
believing.
the ending will make sense,
perfectly,
planned by the One who
designed it.
Remember, you can get the ebook version of Caroline’s Purpose for $.99 all month! Here is an excerpt from the novel:
“Caroline? Caroline Davis?” A female voice spoke from beside her. Caroline turned, and
all of the blood drained from her face.
“It is you! Honey, how are you? I didn’t realize you had started riding again! Is your
mom here, too?” The woman pulled Caroline into a hug. Caroline went through the motions
to hug her back.
“Hi, Mrs. Richardson,” Caroline muttered into the shoulder of one of her mother’s
longtime clients. “No, Mom isn’t here.”
Mrs. Richardson released her from the hug, making eye contact. “What brings you here,
then?”
Caroline gulped. “I’m, um, a friend of Connor Taylor’s. He invited me.”
“Oh, how wonderful! I hear he’s a lovely young man. You’ll have to introduce me to
him. I have a few horses I want to see, but we’ll have to catch up later, okay? I’ll be sure to find
you.” She waved at Caroline as she walked away.
Caroline felt cold, clammy sweat beading at the back of her neck. She looked around
the barn, searching for the bathroom. She found the sign, right next to the feed room.
Flipping on the light, she locked the door behind her. She grabbed a paper towel,
wetting it with cold water from the sink. Placing it on the back of her neck, she closed her eyes
and forced herself to breathe.
You should have considered the possibility someone would recognize you. Why are you even
here?
Two faces appeared in her head as she asked herself that question. Edison. And Connor.
Edison needed her. And she was beginning to admit to herself, she needed him, too. He
was helping her find her way back.
And Connor. He knew pain and how to overcome it. He had found a purpose. She
needed him to show her how.
They were the reasons she was here.
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Folded in, hiding from the outside,
Keeping everything that she can, safe.
Not just her beauty, not just her thoughts,
But her growth, potential, even faith.
The sun, heat, and wind had beat her down.
Without any sign of rain, relief,
She had given up and adjusted,
Accepting her loneliness and grief.
Then the sun shifted, clouds took the heat,
And the wind brought in the needed rain.
She was hesitant, fearful, unsure,
Worried she’d lose, before she could gain.
But the weather stayed patient, kind, sure,
Even through her doubts, her pain, her fear,
He kept peaking through, showing her love,
Reassuring her he was right here.
He saw her, knew her, through the damage,
And treasured, cherished her, and could see
Not just who she had been, or was, but,
Also, always, who she could be.
Grow where you’re planted,
Even if it’s just for one
Single season.
A crack. A break.
Something painful,
Hard, unimaginable,
May be the only thing
That interrupts the dark.
She took a deep breath,
she closed her eyes,
to hesitate, straining to see,
to focus on the script.
Her eyes shined with tears,
identical gazes staring at him.
She was an outsider,
between you and me.
A crisscross of light,
from a white crescent moon,
opened up his heart, to the
hurt she felt inside her chest.
Lanterns caused stones to glisten,
from the rain, from wanting to believe,
From the longing to find a way back,
from wonder turning into a sense of hope,
The first time a smile had ever reached her eyes,
Their elbows brushing every few steps,
cold drops of rain, the sense of relief,
the top of the last hill.
Explanation! I’m teaching my students how to write Found Poetry. You flip through a book or a magazine, or anything with words really, and you make a list of phrases and words that stand out to you. Then, you arrange these phrases and words to write a poem. To give them an example, I used my book, Caroline’s Purpose. Let me know what you think!
If you want to know more about the story behind these words, order your copy of Caroline’s Purpose today!
The sun hid,
The clouds cried.
But beauty still
Existed.
Alone. But always facing the sun.
Hope and strength in the unlikeliest
Place.
Broken. But always pushing though.
Beauty and grace from an unexpected
Face.
Growing. Despite the pain and fear.
Faith and courage setting a different
Pace.
Belief. Clinging to what is true.
Lies and doubts disappear, crumbling to
Waste.
Trusting. Even when it’s impossible.
Love and peace from the One who erases
Every mistake.
“Caroline put the pile of ribbons aside and came to the last item in the box. To this day, she didn’t know who had been kind enough to do this, to save the only part of Beau they could. She gently fingered the braided piece of black and gray tail that was tied together with maroon ribbon, and lifted it from the box. Maroon had been Beau’s color. She lifted the tail to her face and inhaled. Even after years of being in that box, it still smelled like her beloved partner.
The touch of his tail and the smell of Beau was too much to take. Caroline found herself sobbing again, crying for the horse she had loved and couldn’t save, but also for the girl she had been.
Minutes passed before she felt like she was all cried out. Her eyes were red and raw, and her heart was torn open. Exhausted and trembling, she put the ribbons, the letters, and the article back in the box. She clutched the braided tail to her chest and lay back down, turning off the light.
Caroline fell into a brief and restless sleep. The desperate whinnies of Beau and Edison in her dreams woke her up. Her pillow was damp with a mix of sweat and tears, and her heart was pounding. She rolled over on to her back and stared up at the ceiling. She watched the fan whirling above her head and thought about the part of her secret that no one knew, not even Connor.
That she blamed herself for Beau’s death.
If she’d ridden him to that jump differently, or hadn’t been trapped under him after he fell, she could have saved him. If she’d put up a stronger fight as the paramedics loaded her into the ambulance, she could have begged the vet to try something, anything, besides putting him down. Or if there was truly nothing that could have been done for him, she could have at least been there to say goodbye. To ask him for forgiveness. And now another horse would lose his life because she was trapped…”
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