In the spring of this year, I was appointed as 1st Assistant Director for the Grace film, being produced by Victory Television Network.
The script is being finalized, locations are being scouted, and fundraising is in full swing.
One of the fundraisers will take place on September 16, 2017, in Bremen, GA - one of our shooting locations. The Cowboy Gospel Fest will include a gospel singing, cowboy reenactments, a silent auction, and a chuckwagon - enough fun for the whole family, and you're invited!
The list of items up for bid at the silent auction continues to grow, but here's the most recent list:
Framed 2 1940's/50's lobby arcade cards with 2 collector cards. Tim Holt and Bob Steele.
Designer Trish McEvoy cosmetic case with Bath &Body Works spray Cherry Blossoms and Cashmere Glow, and Victoria's Secret Amber Romance Body Lotion.
Framed collector Gunsmoke card with cast and autographed by Newly, Buck Taylor.
Framed event poster Cowboys vs. Zombies autographe…
If you know me, or if you've read my bio, you'll know that I am an "upside-down, inside-out" kind of creature. My dad used to say I did things "bass-ackwards." I haven't yet decided if his words were prophetic or directional.
For most of my adult life, I've been a Christian (you can read my testimony here) and have heard people talk about their calling. Although I've followed a particular career path since 2005, it wasn't until a few years ago that I actually identified my calling.
My calling is to be a CONDUIT.
Does that sound as weird to you as it did to me the first time I realized it?
The idea takes a little getting used to. I thought I was called to be a writer and yes, I do write, but God gave me certain skill sets that propelled me to begin publishing other people's books. He's called me to help others in this manner and each day my work gives me incredible joy. The authors I work with bless me beyond measure, and I'm as ex…
Anniversary dates of events in our lives - good or bad - always trigger memories and emotions, and today is one of those dates.
Twenty-five years ago, my now-ex-husband and I launched a small weekly newspaper in a dying town.
The residents rallied around us, supported us, and cheered us on until we became the town’s cheerleader. We worked around the clock to provide the town with the latest news, all the events and happenings, and recording the day to day history of the town.
Being owners, publishers, editors, advertising salesmen, writers, graphic designers (before there was much in the way of graphic design), and janitors was hard work. It was proud work. The people were so beautiful. So kind. So loving and accepting. But it was also sacrificial work.
We sacrificed our time, our marriage, our finances to grow the business.
Regrettably, I also stupidly sacrificed my children.
I allowed someone else to help raise my children, and three years into this dream of building our future, I l…