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A New Blogging Season, Plus Latest Poems.

 A New Blogging Season Plus Latest Poems.


Summer day at the river



Dear Readers,

If you read  The Searching, you may have also noticed my note about the need to blog less frequently due to time restraints.

Now, although I don't have a great deal of writing time, I do enjoy a little writing in the afternoons. With this in mind, I plan to post shorter blog posts containing whatever the Lord places on my heart. I envision the blog being like an online journal of sorts, and I am hoping that it will be a blessing to you, my readers, as well as to my children some day. Although I won't be posting private details, I will be posting sincere musings from my heart, including poems and flash fiction.

As for publishing, I have slowed down a great deal in that area. I had a large amount of content which I wanted to self-publish. This goal has been achieved, with the result that I now have a nice variety of books available. God willing, I will continue with the self-publishing route in future, and will most likely put together further pdf compilations as well.

As far as posting frequency is concerned, I have settled on a typical journalling schedule, which basically means that I will be writing as led. I will continue to not post on weekends, and will keep posts short and simple. You may like to subscribe to the blog so as not to miss posts. (See sidebar, or subscribe here.)

Thanks for your patience, support, and understanding. A blog is something that develops and changes over time. God willing, these changes will be for the better. :)

By the way, if you visit my Books/Links Page, you will see that I have updated it to include descriptive captions under the photos of my book covers.

And, if you missed them, here are my latest short stories: Link:

Love and prayers,
Alison.💓💓💓🙏🙏🙏

Ps. Keep scrolling for some recent poems.

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Recent Poems


Here i am


Decision


All I need



A mountain


Sweet roses


Far from easy


See you next time. :)

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