Meet Marjorie Vawter (And a Giveaway!)

Cynthia Herron Christian Fiction 9 Comments

  Sometimes, in life, you meet certain folks and you just click. You might share similar life philosophies, spiritual beliefs, and mutual goals. Bonus points include: a funny bone, a compassionate heart, and truth with tact. (I call these God-ordained appointments “Jesus Hook-Ups.”) I first met Marjorie (Margie) Vawter a little over a year ago at our local ACFW MozArks chapter meeting. I …

Why Old Trucks Are Like Writers

Cynthia Herron Writing 4 Comments

Where I live there are a lot of hills, hollows, and hayfields. And cows, barns, farms, and old trucks. The land is ripe with color and rich in stories. And, of course, for this writer those stories are my lifeblood. Some of those stories will get passed down to my children. Others, perhaps, will find their way to future books. Like the …

Delicate (and some not so delicate) Questions Answered

Cynthia Herron Writing 16 Comments

During my writing journey, I’ve been asked some delicate (and some not so delicate) questions. These range from the bold Would you mind reading my 400 page manuscript and then get back to me? to the more common So…how do you get an agent anyway? Well, pull up a seat and let’s chat. I’ll pour the coffee. You pass the …

When to Veer Direction and When to Stay the Course

Cynthia Herron Writing 12 Comments

 Never. Eat. Soggy. Wheat. Teachers and directionally challenged folks know what that one means. Can you guess? If you whip out your cell phone, compass, or other navigational device, you’ll see the earth’s reference points: North, South, East, and West. Or in school, some students might learn their directions the good, ol’ fashioned way—by coloring the handout with the pretty …

Be it Resolved: There Are Brighter Days Ahead

Cynthia Herron Positive Thinking 10 Comments

Hi, friends! I hope your summer’s off to a terrific start! If you’re not there yet–take heart. There are brighter days ahead. God’s promised this. We’re a little rain-drenched over our way, but I’m not complaining because this time last year we were in the middle of a terrible drought. (And before we go any further, let’s send up a …

If You Write Fiction, Do You Still Have to Research?

Cynthia Herron Uncategorized 7 Comments

How fun is research? Does the mere word send shivers of delight OR disdain skittering down your spine? For those who write historical fiction, the value of in-depth and painstaking research can’t be stressed enough. For my contemporary fiction writing friends, we, too, understand the importance of dotting our i’s and crossing our t’s. If we’re to make our stories and characters come alive, research is …

Why Does Romance Make Women Swoon?

Cynthia Herron Romance 8 Comments

In today’s culture of instant everything, a lot has changed. The way we eat. The way we shop. The way we read, write, and romance. What? The way we romance? Yep. (I’m going there today. I hope you don’t mind.) I’m not talking about the fifty shades of polka-dots kind of romance. (Because passion without love is lust.) I mean the good, ol’ …

The Waiting Game

Cynthia Herron Writing 5 Comments

Is there anything harder than waiting? Hmmm. I can think of relatively little.  Think check-out lanes. Stoplights. Doctors offices. Payday. Think of those interminable, stress-filled moments right before a test. A speech. A meeting. Or…if you’re a writer, think seasons. That word at least puts the process in a polite frame of reference. Though waiting and seasons aren’t always synonymous, seasons are generally …

Your Brand: Bland or Glam?

Cynthia Herron Uncategorized 8 Comments

If you write, no doubt you’ve given some thought to your “brand.” (And if you haven’t thought about it, now’s the time!) “Brand” to an author is what water is to wildflowers. It quenches, sustains, and breathes life into an otherwise drab existence. Like our taglines, our brands are uniquely us. They’re the picture that comes to mind when folks hear our …

Ditch Doubt, Define Your Destiny

Cynthia Herron Positive Thinking 2 Comments

As a child, I knew I was different. When I was about seven, my second grade teacher confirmed it. (“It” not being tangible in terms of a label per se, but more a stark realization than anything else.) Mrs. K spoke with deliberate, adult-like precision and put it into perspective for my little girl brain. Her words transcended my finite knowledge of a …