by Ann H. Gabhart I’m a country girl. I grew up on a farm in Kentucky where my dad grew tobacco, corn and hay. We had cows and sheep. We...

by Susan G Mathis There are still a few places in our beautiful United States that are little-known gems, vacation spots that are full of...

by Autumn Lytle I spent many years of my life trying to be small. In middle school, I would try to hide behind my hair or disappear into...

by Tricia Goyer Each day there are many things that fight against our happy hearts. Little things like getting a stain on your favorite...

by Roseanna M. White Who doesn’t love a good treasure hunt? As a homeschooling mom, I’ve created my fair share of homemade maps,...

by Suzanne Woods Fisher My husband is a serious ice cream maker. Actually, Steve’s a serious guy to begin with and he takes his ice cream...

by Kimberley Woodhouse I admit it. I’m a control freak. There. Whew. It’s out in the open. If you know me, you can go ahead and laugh. I...

by Bo Stern-Brady On an early Wednesday morning last winter, I texted my husband a happy “Good morning, I love you,” like we always do...

What inspired you to write Love Reunited? This is book three in a series, and Elizabeth emerged as a strong character beginning with book...

by Janyre Tromp When I was in college, Dr. Tom Jones, my U.S. history professor, assigned us the homework of talking to a relative about...

by Jaime Jo Wright When I wrote The Souls of Lost Lake, I had no idea that choosing to include a mother passing away from cancer would...

by Helen Smallbone I confess I’m my happiest when I’m behind the scenes. I have spent my life in the background—but there I was, lit up...

by Nicole Deese I’m a bit of an anomaly in my mostly introverted peer group of writer friends. You see, I happen to be an extrovert,...

by Grace Fox Living near Vancouver, British Columbia, means dealing with dark, damp, dreary winters. I find November through March...

by Crystal Caudill When life gets tough, some people eat chocolate. Me? I write a story . . . and eat the chocolate—lots of it. Story is...

by Os Guinness Do you have a mind that is always seeking to make sense of things? Does your heart have a deep longing for a sense of...

by Tracie Peterson I grew up hearing that saying a lot. Born and raised in Topeka, Kansas, I soon found that the Santa Fe Railroad played...

by Kristi Ann Hunter When I started researching Newmarket, English horseracing and the famous Heath on which so much history was created,...

by Rhonda Rhea It looked like the sideview outline of a little robot ducky head. Sort of cute, really. I was shocked when somebody told...

by Amanda Cabot Annie stood by her mother’s grave, sobbing as if her heart were breaking. Though I’d known her since we’d been in...