Given the state of the weather back East, I thought Pamela Thibodeax’s Winter Madness the perfect choice for a spotlight. I grew up in Pittsburgh, PA., and as child, I loved the snow. Playing in it was such fun and I never had the sense to know when to come in. My mom had to put on her winter gear, come outside and drag me back in to get warmed up. As an adult, I can see why my parents hated Pittsburgh winters so much, esp. my truck driver dad. If you’re not familiar with Pittsburgh, just think San Francisco with snow and ice. A nightmare to drive in.
But here’s an excerpt to remind us all how magical winter can be.
by Pamela S. Thibodeaux
Sienna has survived what most succomb to – the death of a spouse and child and has maintained her faith despite her troubles. William has never met anyone who actually lived out what they say they believe. Is it true love between the faithful optimist and broody pessimist or simply winter madness?
Her merry hazel eyes danced with humor, but she simply arched an eyebrow at him without comment and rose from her chair. She held a hand toward him. “Come on, I know what we’re going to do today.”
He couldn’t resist the lure of her joy, and grinned as he placed his hand in hers. “What are we going to do?”
“I’m going to show you the beauty and joy of life, if only for this one day.”
Hope flared in his heart that she may be the one person who could do what he considered the impossible. After all, he’d never really gotten over her. Nor did he forget how she’d touched his heart so many years ago in a way no other had since. They paused at the door to fasten their jackets and slip on caps. She took his hand again and led him across the way and two blocks down to a park on the other side of the street. The tiny wooden bridge they traversed crossed over a creek and swayed under their feet. Sienna stopped midway to their destination.
“Listen,” she urged.
He cocked his head. “What?”
“What do you hear?” He turned in the direction she looked, stood still, and tried to hear what she heard. A smile tugged at his lips when he turned to her. Her eyes were alight with joy.
“You hear it too, don’t you?”
“Tell me what you hear, Sienna.”
“Children laughing, the sounds of joy, of love, two things that make this world go around are love and joy. A child’s laughter encapsulates both.”
His heart melted another degree.
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Award-winning author, Pamela S. Thibodeaux is the Co-Founder and a lifetime member of Bayou Writers Group in Lake Charles, Louisiana. Multi-published in romantic fiction as well as creative non-fiction, her writing has been tagged as, “Inspirational with an Edge!” ™ and reviewed as “steamier and grittier than the typical Christian novel without decreasing the message.”
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Linda / Lyndi
I passed through the same stages, Linda; I loved snow as a child, no more now as a grown-up. I am born In January, yet, winter is no longer my favorite season. I’d fly, like birds, to warmer countries, if I could!
The image above is lovely, I can’t deny it, anyway.
I enjoyed the excerpt. And from the blurb I take it to be a lovely story. Best of luck with your writing, Pamela!
The image is pretty, isn’t it? It’s somewhere in Sweden.