MY WRITING JOURNEY

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I’ve completed editing and am ready to take the next step, but I’m still not sure what the next step is.  I’ve decided to share the prologue with you and would appreciate feedback.

 

PROLOGUE – ” UNTIL OUR DYING DAY, BY KATHY BOECHER©

The days of our youth are so tender. We long to be nurtured and cared for. Love needs to be taught right from the start in the gentle embrace of a mother’s arms or the strength of a father’s touch. Through example we learn how to love, but we also learn to hate.

The first impression made on us comes from those within our family. When we’re old enough, we venture outside our comfort zone and stumble almost helplessly into the complexity of living. Through our experiences we begin to develop our own personality. We become who we will be for the rest of our existence in those few early years.

Good or bad, we carry hidden secrets about what goes on behind closed doors. If told, they could devastate or destroy us. If known, they might not be believed. We can work through those things or allow them to consume us.

When lives collide and intertwine, they can rely on each other for comfort, encouragement and friendship. They can also reap the best character traits of those with whom they join. In the process of growing a friendship, there will be disagreements, conflicts and emotional breakdowns. Add to that the hormones of growing up and you have a prescription for a rich and full existence, with no lack of excitement.

Three women, all from very different backgrounds, are at the core of this tale. They meet at the time of life when a young girl blossoms into a woman. Their friendship continues throughout the days of their lives. Together they endure hardships, pain, suffering, loss, love, joy and all the other situations that meld people into a unit fit for battle. That is precisely what happens with these women. They are being prepared for a war of sorts which they will wage on this planet. When death comes, the war ends and peace transcends all understanding throughout eternity.

They come together in the small township of Haley’s Corners, a charming resort hamlet just a couple hundred miles from Chicago. The time is the 1930s – a time of rebuilding, restoration and rejuvenation. It was the perfect time and place for this friendship to be forged.

Each girl has a story to share which blends their personalities into a concoction of beauty. Friendship is like that. It’s a mixture of emotions, past adventures, the construction of an existence of breathing through each other, all united until our dying day.

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About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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6 Responses to MY WRITING JOURNEY

  1. Salvageable says:

    You’ve captured my interest.
    By the way, is that resort hamlet patterned after the Wisconsin Dells? J.

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  2. ooooo–based on anyone we know…or pure fiction???

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  3. Well…..I am now wanting to know more! Pretty sure that is a good thing Kathy.

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