Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.
www.KristinBillerbeck.com
Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
www.ColleenCoble.com
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
www.DeniseHunterBooks.com
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
www.DiannHunt.com
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
www.HannahAlexander.com
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You know, Kristin, I think that's true of anything we call home. Not just the city mouse vs. the country mouse. It's hard to leave the places and people you love and know best and move to someplace new and foreign.
Four years ago, after living in the same house for 17 years, we moved 45 minutes away to a new house. We still long for "home." For a long time, I refused to say, "I'm going home." I would say, "I going to the house." "Home" has an entirely different connotation and feel.
Even though I still love to go back across the river to the place I consider home, I've learned that "home" is where my family is. When they are around, I will always be "home."
Hang in there, Kristin. Civilaztion awaits.
(Um, do you think you could take your frustration out on Ashley Stockingdale? I know you wrote an epilogue of sorts, but I could read an entire book about the California girl back East...)
I'm happy for you that you get to do what you love with people you love. I so enjoy reading your posts. I just finished Morgan's story and can't wait for Poppy's.
Oh, Kristin ... you and I are so different. If you dropped me in the middle of the wilderness I would be in my glory. (Of course, I WOULD relate to the Starbucks withdrawel).
Too funny how people are so different. Some craving civilization and others running terrified in the opposite direction of civilization. However! I just found the COOLEST loft in NYC on the Internet. It was tempting to relocate for a moment until I saw they my yearly rental fees would accumulate upwards of $90,000 ... and I believe that's just an average NYC loft.
That's why I use tents. Good solid Kelty tents! :)
... still waiting for an outdoorsy hero in one of your books, Kristin ... or just a cameo ... just for me.
;)
Jaime
PS - I just had a Grande Caramel Macchiato Soy Latte this morning and thought of YOU
Know what you mean about the homeless. We have a lot in our city too. In fact, in our church. Last Wednesday night, I arrived at church and found that one had made his home under our breezeway. His chaise lounge was draped with a sheet (why? we have at least 10 nice benches to choose from). He'd washed his clothes (a clean one? unheard of!) in our faucet and hung his clothes out to dry on a bench. The place wreaked. I know that I know that I know that I know it was dried semen.
Think orgy under the breezeway.
Prostitutes stroll by. We're right off Hooker Highway. Men in women's clothes stroll by.
Sorry. Didn't mean to put my burdens on anybody.
We've had broken windows, and items stolen out of cars, and money taken out of purses when we go to the altar to pray...
Think Sister Act. But we already have the fantastic choir that brought life to that church. And we keep the place clean...
Lord, please help us.
Kristin, you're moving back home???!!! Wonderful!
I love the city, too, but I like the country look of country, so I planted lots of trees when we moved into our house. You can't even see the front of my house any more. :o) I pretend I'm in the country, and drive 10 minutes to Starbucks.
I used to make my own gourmet flavored coffee, until Robin Miller got me hooked on the White Chocolate Mocha from Starbucks. Sigh ...
Why did you move to the country? I have been avidly reading the blog, but haven't seen a reference to that. Glad you get to go back home--hope it's soon!
I know you are thrilled to be moving back home. I'm not where I'd like to be, but God has us here for now. I'm trying to be content. :) What I'd really love is to be somewhere that feels like country right outside of a city. :) Space for the kids and dogs to roam plus shopping, museums, etc. in fairly close range. :)
It was so great to see you, and dern, I can't remember what your shoes looked like! Now I'm dying to know.
Hugs, Rachel
I understand what you mean about missing your friends and all that is familiar. We moved to Cali from Texas two years ago. In fact, we moved back to my hometown. However, all our friends are still back in Texas. I don't want to move back to West Texas, but I do wish I could be closer to my friends. We got to vacation with them this past week in NM, and it was so wonderful. I really miss their friendship- I even think I like who I am and my husband is more when we're around them. We haven't found friends here yet- I don't know if we ever will- so even though I work around people, and I have acquintances, no one can replace them. Maybe we'll be able to take more trips with them in the future.
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