by Roseanna White | Feb 11, 2015 | Thoughtful Thursdays, Uncategorized
Today is one of those milestones (so forgive me for posting my “thoughtful” post a day early, LOL). My baby turned 7. My youngest, my little guy. Proving yet again that time marches ever onward.
So as is my tradition, I figure I’ll take time out of my normal scheduled blogging today to talk a bit about my awesome little guy.
For starters, I have a hard time finding a picture these days, because he’s so much like his papa–he likes being behind a camera, but has developed an aversion to being in front of one, LOL. This is from his party. You won’t find him in the shot. 😉
Rowyn is an inquisitive little guy, and he loves learning. His favorite books are his Lego Build book and his Dino Encyclopedia. (Yes, non-fiction. Can you hear me weeping? Sniff, sniff.) He loves science, is awesome at math, and likes to pretend he can’t read very well…until he wants to, then lo and behold, he can read most anything he sees.
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| Candy bridge (why, what do you do with yours?) |
Though he often still says he wants to be an artist when he grows up, he also thinks it would be fun to be a digger. And a race car driver. And a rock star (though he doesn’t like being on stage any more than he likes having his picture taken). And…he just admitted last week…a builder.
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| Lego Dragon: “Fully articulated!” says Rowyn |
This is where he really shines right now. This kid will build in absolutely any medium. String and toothpicks become bridges for his toys. Halloween candy isn’t just for eating, it’s for building a Candy Kingdom with. Blocks, Legos, boxes…all fodder for his rich engineering imagination. I love seeing what he comes up with…and after Christmas or a birthday, you may just hear me saying, “Please, Rowyn, can we take a break from building things for just a few minutes? Please??” LOL
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| Rowyn, age 4, building with wood scraps |
Of my two, he’s the busier–always playing, building, drawing. But he’s also the cuddler. I joke that I must have a magnet in my lap, because I can’t sit down near him without him climbing up and plopping down. I can always count on that 6 a.m. “Mama!” to be followed by hugs and cuddles. He loves to laugh, hates to be apart from his sister, and doesn’t need to be reprimanded for hitting nearly as much as he used to be. 😉 Though in some ways he refuses to be independent, in other ways, he takes pride in being self-sufficient…usually in the ways I wish he wouldn’t, LOL. (“No, Rowyn, don’t try to cut that yourself! Rowyn, don’t climb up on that, just ask me to get it off the shelf for you! Buddy, you can’t operate that equipment on your own…”) He’s my helper in the kitchen, though if ever I suggest he learn how to be a chef someday, he gives me a look that says, “No way, crazy woman.”
This kid’s dimples always get me, and his laugh is one of the bright spots in my days–it’s straight from the belly, unrestrained. Though he often goes silent around other folks, he spends his days with rarely a quiet moment at home. When he isn’t talking or making appropriate sound effects for his toys, he’s singing–and rarely a song that isn’t an original Rowyn. (So who knows, maybe he will overcome the stage-aversion thing and be a rock star, LOL.)
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| Ro “stealing kisses” in Dec. 2013 |
I’m so incredibly blessed to have these two amazing little people in my life. So incredibly blessed to get to spend my days teaching them and learning with them, watching their every discovery and seeing how they grow. I love seeing them come into the gifts and talents God has given them.
And so glad to get to wish my little guy a happy 7th birthday. May this year be filled with discovery, love, and laughter, Ro-boat!
by Roseanna White | Feb 10, 2015 | Uncategorized
Forgive the exclamation points. =) But this is exciting stuff!
The Lost Heiress, coming this September from Bethany House, is my first book. As in, the one I started when I was 12 and finished at 13. Okay, so it’s undergone a few minor changes (cough–gazillion rewrites!), but the heart of the story is still the same.
And I have been waiting 20 years for a cover!!!
Here are a few of my early trials, from when it was called Golden Sunset, Silver Tear.
As you can see, I was all about jamming as much as possible on that cover, LOL. For reference, the black horse still plays a part in the story. (Though his name is now Oscuro [Italian for “darkness”] rather than Star). Brook and Justin are still my hero and heroine. Her necklace is now pearls rather than wooden beads, and there’s no little angel figurine (why was there ever, again??).
And Bethany House decided to go simple with the cover. “Stark simplicity” was their choice of words, and I think it was a wise decision. So…drum roll please…here she is! Brook, The Lost Heiress!!!
(This hasn’t been finalized by the last committee at BH to look at covers (that comes next week), so some tweaks may yet appear.)
What do you think??? I love the gold tones. And the dress. And the hair! They found me a lovely Brook. Ahhh. =)
And the listing just appeared on Amazon and is up on ChristianBook.com too!
by Roseanna White | Feb 9, 2015 | Word of the Week
Another one whose credit goes to my kiddos, who this week asked, “Where did the word Yankee come from?” (We’ve been reading about the early days of America, you see…)
I didn’t have the answer to that one off the top of my head, so I popped over to my beloved www.EtymOnline.com.
According to them, the word was first applied disparagingly to the Dutch. There are a couple guesses as to which Dutch words it imitates, though “John” (Jan, pronounced Yan) is obviously a part of it. It’s the “kees” part that we’re not entirely sure of. It might be from “Janke,” which means “Little John” or it might be “John Cornelius” or “John Cheese.” (Naming people John + Food being a typical way to refer to a common bloke at the time.)
Yankee started appearing in the late 1600s, and the New Amsterdam Dutch were quick to turn around and slap the word on their neighboring English colonists in Connecticut. It was a disparaging word for them, and one the British adopted to apply to Americans in general during the time of the Revolution.
Of course, Americans being what we’ve always been, those Yankees decided they’d take the word and embrace it. They were proud to be Yankees, thank you very much. And was shortened to “Yank” by 1778. The Northern/Southern distinction didn’t come about until about 1828.
by Roseanna White | Feb 8, 2015 | Uncategorized
We all know how I love a good book cover. And in planning a cover reveal for my next book, I came across another author doing the same, so we decided to swap reveals. 😉 I know Amber Stokes through her reviewing, and it’s so much fun to be able to return the favor she’s paid me before and is paying me now and tell you a bit about her book! I know you’ll love the cover (so pretty!) and there’s also a giveaway attached, so scroll down to the Rafflecopter!
Now here it is! The really adorable cover for Where Trains Collide!
I love the lighting here, the train tracks going off into the distance, the heart dotting the i…all in all, a strong, compelling cover that gets a thumbs-up from me! Now to tell you a bit about the book. =)
New Adult Contemporary Romance Novella
Two hearts racing in different directions will meet where trains
collide.
Burned out and disillusioned with her chosen career path, Trisha
Knolane gives in to impulse and hops on a train bound for Oregon, eager to
escape the stress of college for a few days. But what begins as a fun little
adventure suddenly collapses into a nightmare when she discovers that her
ex-boyfriend is also on board.
All her hopes and dreams had once centered on Paul Benson. Now,
when Trisha doesn’t know where her current track will lead, Paul’s questions
only complicate matters and spark a few of her own.
Questions that could change the course of her life.
A heartfelt and thought-provoking contemporary romance novella, Where
Trains Collide faces the uncertain season of new adulthood head-on and
shows that sometimes a path of broken dreams can lead to life’s best destination.
Coming April 2015

Amber
Stokes works in marketing for a Christian
publisher. On the side, she writes inspirational fiction depicting the seasons
of life and love. Her passion for books compelled her to earn a bachelor’s
degree in English and to run her own freelance editing and publicity business
for over a year. The next step in her career has her happily settled in the Pacific
Northwest—a part of the world she’s always considered home. Learn more about
her indie-author adventure at www.seasonsofastory.blogspot.com.
About the Cover Designer
Lena Goldfinch
writes romance and fantasy for adults and teens. She’s a sucker for a good
old-fashioned romance, whether it’s a novel, novella, or short story, young
adult or adult, fantasy or realistic, contemporary or historical. Elements of
romance, fantasy, and mystery have a way of creeping into her writing, even
when she’s writing historicals or something light and contemporary. Lena has
been a finalist in several national writing contests, including the RWA Golden
Heart and ACFW Genesis contests. She lives in a scenic small town in
Massachusetts with her husband, two kids, and a very spoiled Black Lab. Visit
Lena at www.LenaGoldfinch.blogspot.com.
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by Roseanna White | Feb 5, 2015 | Thoughtful Thursdays
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard it: “Everything you do, do it for the glory of God.” A beautiful sentiment, right? But it always left me going, “Yes! But…how?” How do you change a diaper for the glory of God? How do you cook dinner for the glory of God? How do you [insert menial task here] for the glory of God?
No one ever answered that for me, LOL. But this past week, it finally clicked. For me at least, the secret to that how lies in one simple realization:
Everything matters.
To explain my simple epiphany, I need to use the example of dealing with kids. At this point in my life, that’s what most of my interactions are, what most of my day consists of, and what most of my other tasks go back to. So.
Think back on some of your memories from childhood–the little ones. That day you helped your grandma plant something. That time you were sick and your mom let you eat Jell-O in bed. That day on the playground when you felt so very alone, because your best friend was playing with someone else. The panic that came that day when you turned around in the store and couldn’t see your family anymore, even though they were right around the corner and got you in about half a second.
These are the memories that no one else remembers. These are the memories that have shaped you. These are the little things, the snippets of ordinary days, that have made you who you are.
These are the things that matter.
I don’t know what my kids are going to remember…but I can pretty much guarantee it’s not going to be all the things I remember about their days as little ones. For all I know, my Bad Day is going to be the one to stick in their memory, not all the good ones around it. That response I make when they ask for a treat even though they didn’t clean their room like they were supposed to.
In our Bible study, we’ve done both Sacred Marriage and now Sacred Parenting. What I love about these books is that they’re not about how to be happy in our relationships–they’re about how to be holy. One thing the author points out is that it’s helpful to remember that our spouses and children are children of God. They, not just strangers, are the ones Jesus is talking about when he said, “I was naked and you clothed me, I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink.”
By providing for them, we’re providing for Jesus. By loving them, we’re loving Jesus. By yelling at them, we’re yelling at Jesus?
That’s where my realization came in. Now, don’t get me wrong. I think sometimes we need to raise our voice to get the attention of a rambunctious kid. To get the point across. But it was eye-opening for me to stop and think, “What if this is the thing they remember?” I want my every response, my every reaction, my every lesson taught and hug given, to be something that will build my children up and make them understand what it is to be godly.
Or in other words…I want it all to be for the glory of God.
The same lesson applies to every other thing I do. When I stop to think “This matters,” then I do it with care. I do it with prayer. I do it for those around me, and I do it for God. Because I never know how it’s going to strike someone. How it’s going to impact someone. What they might remember. What I might remember, and how it might shape me.
That load of laundry matters…because it allows me to clothe my loved ones. That dinner matters, because I’m feeding them. My attitude matters, because God sees it.
It all matters. And when I remember that, then I’m a step closer to leading the holy life He wants for me and from me.