Saturday, April 22, 2017

Deals and Savings on Many Books in my Seventh Dimension Series

Amazon has agreed to make Seventh Dimension - The Door free  CLICK HERE on Amazon Kindle. If you haven't read it, here are some impressive statistics.

82 reviews, 4.1 stars   U.S.  Outside the U.S.

2013 International Book Awards Finalist
2013 Grace Awards Finalist
2013 Selah Awards Finalist
2013 Readers' Favorite Finalist
2014 Book Goodies Best Cover Contest Winner, YA category

Seventh Dimension The Door is the first book in the Seventh Dimension Series that combines contemporary, historical, and fantasy elements into a Christian "coming-of-age" story. A curse put on Shale Snyder, because of a secret, shrouds her with insecurity and fear. Following suspension from school, Shale's best friend isn't allowed to see her anymore and she feels abandoned by her family. When a stray dog befriends her, she follows it into the woods. There she discovers a door that leads to another world....


Am I Okay, God? CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD  is a devotional series that goes with the Christian Fantasy Series Seventh Dimension and is available for FREE on Amazon Prime and KINDLE UNLIMITED.


"Am I Okay, God? Devotionals from the Seventh Dimension" answers many questions teens ask dealing with hot topics like self-esteem, dating, bullying, abortion, careers, forgiveness, salvation, and even deeper theological issues related to the end times and the Lord's return. Woven into the devotionals are stories from the Seventh Dimension YA Christian Fantasy Series as well as from the author's life that touch on themes that are important to Christianity and what it means to be born again. Each of the 27 devotionals has a QR code and link to videos, music, and/or books for further discussion and enjoyment.


The audiobook of Seventh Dimension - The Door , book 1, click here  is available now with an excellent narrator. I've sold many of these books on audio, and I want to help you to discover this audiobook series. To get it for free, I have listed below some free coupons. Seventh Dimension - The Door is listed at $19.95 at so this is a huge savings. The coupons can only be used once. Be the first to use them!







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Seventh Dimension - The King has won the following awards:

-Winner of the 2014 Literary Classics Book Awards for faith-based YA fiction 
-Finalist in the 2014 USA Book Awards for religious fiction
-Winner in the 9th Annual National Indie Excellence Awards for spirituality
-Finalist in the visionary category for the 2015 International Book Awards.
-Silver winner in the 2015 Readers' Favorite Book Awards for YA
-Finalist (fifth) in the 2015 Best Indie Book Award for YA fiction

After a series of devastating events, a gifted seventeen-year-old Israeli boy becomes the focus of a wager between good and evil. Marked by one, he travels to first century Israel and meets a doctor who becomes his mentor. When he unwittingly makes a pact with the devil and the girl he loves is betrothed to another, his life takes a different course - until his eyes are opened. Trapped in the seventh dimension, how far will God go to save him?


Don't forget, Seventh Dimension - The Door, Book 1, in ebook form is free on Amazon Kindle. Click here.



Seventh Dimension - The Castle, book 3 is available for 3.99 on Kindle.  

Foreword Reviews' 2015 INDIEFAB Book of the Year Awards Finalist

Winner in the 2015 Literary Classics Awards for YA faith-based fiction. 
Finalist: Religious fiction category 2015 USA Best BookAwards. 
Winner of Young Adult Spirituality 2015 -
2016 Great Southeast Book Festival Runner Up Winner for YA
2016 New York Book Festival Honorable Mention. 

The Seventh Dimension Award-Winning Series continues in "The Castle." 

Haunted by a recurring dream of his missing father in a mysterious castle, 17-year-old Daniel is captured by the Romans and finds asylum in the Temple. There he discovers a scroll that reveals his future concerning a wager between good and evil. 

But the stakes are raised when he witnesses the trial and crucifixion of Yeshua. The convergence of time with supernatural events creates a suspenseful ending and leads to the fourth book in the Seventh Dimension Series, The City.


Important Author Note

All the books I write written have no sex, no curse words, and no offensive material. CLEAN READS. The Seventh Dimension Series is good for ages eleven and up.  The only limiting factor might be vocabulary. Each book progresses in complexity. I did this intentionally, assuming the reader is growing in age and understanding of the Christian gospel. 

Take note book 4, Seventh Dimension - The City is very suspenseful and could be considered too scary for some young teens. To learn more about this book click here. Rest assured, nothing I write conflicts with the Bible. There are no vampires, no gays, no lesbians, no curse words, no sex, no extreme violence, no blood, and no gore. Think that makes the series boring? Think again. I'm up to 20 awards in the series with some contests pending. Even my mother reads all my books, and she's 84!

Saturday, April 8, 2017

What's It Like to Have Breast Cancer

My first chemo treatment was easy. But the two days leading up to it were not.

When I went to Moffitt, the doctor recommended I have a CT scan done for pleural effusion in my lungs that showed up on the PET scan. She said she had never seen pleural effusion caused by surgery. So, of course, that gave me something else to worry about. None of my doctors had mentioned getting a CT scan for it because it didn’t show up on x-ray done before the surgery.

I got the CT scan set up the next day, which was a welcomed surprise, but the CT nurse didn’t know how to access my chemo port correctly. It was the most painful thing I’d had done yet - unbearable. She didn’t flush it out afterwards, and apparently when the drug was put in the vein during the CT scan, it didn’t go into my vein but spilled out under the skin.  Talk about painful.  I could’t quit crying. 

They took me back into the waiting room where I cried more, and another patient in the room asked me my name and if he could pray for me. I thanked him for it, as that was the lowest point of everything so far. If I couldn’t handle the port being accessed, I couldn’t go through with the chemo treatment.

On top of that, on the way to my appointment, one of our cats had something wrong with him, and he was walking around the house groaning. We had taken him to the vet last week for urine issues and an obstruction. He didn’t have one then, but I was certain he had one now because his pain was so bad. With male cats, it’s an emergency. I was afraid he would die without immediate care, but I was on my way to my CT scan which they had squeezed me in before I started chemo.

Anakin in Christmas tree

To make  a long story short, my oldest daughter left work and came and got him and took him to the vet so I could make my appointment. The vet said he would have died within an hour without being seen. He’s still at the vet being treated. Hopefully he can come home Monday. We have switched to a prescription cat food which hopefully will prevent this from happening in the future.

As you know,  I had the endoscopy done last week and hadn’t gotten the results, and the doctor didn’t call me with the CT results, so I was anxious for the infusion appointment. I had my highest blood pressure reading I can remember. 

The results had come in, and when I met with the PA, she said the lungs showed no signs of cancer, and the endoscopy biopsies were related to heartburn. Talk about relief. That would have pushed me into a stage 4 breast cancer and not curable.  I’m still at a stage 3. It’s still hard for me to believe I could even be a stage 3 when I had a clean mammogram and sonogram. No spread to nodes was visible even on MRI or exam. The spread showed up microscopically on the biopsy.

I have 12 weeks of Taxol treatment followed by 8 weeks of Adriamycin (4 treatments in all on this one, every other week.)

I’m thankful that I’ve finally started treatment, but it seems weird that I didn’t have any side effects except for the benadryl making me sleepy. I took a three hour nap when I came home.

I can only attribute the good outcomes of everything to everybody’s prayers and God’s faithfulness. When I had the bad incident with accessing the port at CT, I was afraid I’d never get through it. The infusion folks told me never to let anyone access the port but them. CT didn’t access correctly and could have damaged it, caused a blood clot, infection, et cetera, especially since they didn’t flush it.  

I hope all the additional treatments go as easily as this first infusion, but I’ve heard people say it’s progressive. They get harder, but right now, I like to think the drugs are hunting down any cancer cells in my body and killing them.

The doctors have said that it was highly unusual that 1.7 cm tumor could be in as many lymph nodes that it was in — 11 out of 15. That's just a little bigger than half an inch. Someday I hope to share this story — it’s like sin. A tiny bit of sin, no how small, with keep us out of heaven without Jesus Christ. Something that small in my body is deadly, just like sin. Something to think about, isn’t it?

Thanks again for your prayers. I really appreciate it. And if you love animals, pray that our little kitty that was found abandoned a few years ago will be restored to health. His name is Anakin.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Breast Cancer - God's Got My Back

I Have Breast Cancer

Cedar Key 4-3-2017

Perhaps today I write my most difficult blog post. My oldest daughter would say I’m being too dramatic, too emotional, giving too much information, or giving too much of something. I’ve waited three months to write about my diagnosis because, first, I didn’t know what to say. Then I was too busy learning about things I never thought I would need to know. Then I got depressed and didn’t want to write anything.

In the middle of my emotional roller coaster ride, I was trying to finish The Prescience. I got to 91,000 words and realized, this can’t all fit into one book. I will have to break it up into two books. I probably set a record writing all those words in about six weeks. I was determined to finish it before my surgery in case I didn’t wake up. I thought at least some poor soul could edit and publish it.

I have since split up the manuscript into two books and am editing book 5, The Prescience.

To be candid, though, the number of doctors’ appointments has slowed me down. Last week I had five doctors’ appointments and two surgeries. Rather overwhelming. I told one doctor, “Cancer sucks.” In case you didn’t know this, cancer has a way of screwing up well-intentioned plans.

When I lay inside the MRI listening to it bang out disturbing dins as it took images, I recited the words from one of my favorite songs, “Jesus is coming back again.” As the minutes dragged on—I had to stay in a very uncomfortable position for a very long time—I shortened it to “Jesus is coming.” By the end of the longest thirty-plus minutes of my life, all I could say was “Jesus.”

That was back in the first week of January. Biopsies confirmed breast cancer. I’ll save the details for later, when I’m not facing the harshness of chemo followed by radiation.  How do you describe three months of nonstop medical treatment anyway? I still have a minimum of seven more months to go. Once the cancer treatment is finished, I’ll have six months off, and then the doctors can finish the reconstruction. I opted for a double mastectomy with implants.

My blog entries look rather empty for 2017. If you are receiving this as my quarterly email, you haven’t heard from me since October. I met my surgeon on the day Trump was inaugurated. 2017 will be known as the year I fought cancer.

Seriously, cancer is life changing. I’m thankful God is unchanging. In the midst of everything, He has been my rock and my anchor. My verse through all of this is Isaiah 58:8:  

Then your salvation will come like the dawn 
and your wounds will quickly heal. 
Your godliness will lead you forward 
and the joy of the Lord 
will protect you from behind.

I have no memory of writing that verse in the back of my note pad. I found it—just when I needed it. My translation is, “God has my back.”

What is God teaching me? That I have a long ways to go to be the person He wants me to be. Hebrews 12:5 is very helpful:

And you have forgotten that word of encouragement 
that addresses you as sons [and daughters],
My son, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline,
And do not lose heart when he rebukes you,
Because the Lord disciplines those he loves,
And he punishes everyone he accepts as a son.
Endure hardship as discipline.
God is treating you as sons…

Perhaps to some this might sound harsh, but to me, I'm reassured of God's love. While Satan wanted to discourage me and keep me from finishing the Seventh Dimension Series, I knew God was and is using my cancer diagnosis for good. He’s teaching me things I could not learn any other way. 

So I press on, facing months of treatment, knowing God has my back. I feel Jesus’ presence each day, meeting my felt needs through family, friends, and prayer warriors. Some of those praying I don’t know, but God knows them and hears them. 

I’m thankful for everyone who has brought food, sent notes, delivered flowers, called, emailed, and posted on my Facebook page. I honestly don’t know how anyone goes through cancer treatment or any other heartache without our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

I’m thankful I have a good prognosis, but mostly I’m thankful God is with me. The reality is, all of us are mortal, and knowing Jesus is coming back is most reassuring. 

One book I found helpful is Don’t Waste Your Cancer by John Piper. There is more I could say, but I’ll save it for later. Please pray I won’t waste my cancer, I keep my eyes on Jesus, I don’t grow weary, and I glorify God through the very last day of treatment. I can tell you, I have not been who I could have been at times. I’m learning to live more humbly.

My focus when not dealing with cancer treatment has been to edit The Prescience. Book 6 doesn’t have a title yet, and – yes, I can’t believe it, but there will be a book 7. 

A little tease is in order—book 7 won’t be written from the point of view of Shale or Daniel. I’ll let you wonder from whose viewpoint it will be written.

I’m excited to be editing The Prescience even if it’s at a slower pace. Hopefully, my writing will be impacted in a positive way. I pray God will touch my emotional creativity to make my writing more heart-felt as Shale and Daniel battle an uncertain future that we will all be facing soon.

The most important thing for me right now is to stay close to God, love my family, value my friendships, and seek God’s will in all areas of my life—even in the mundane.

my awesome daughters, Cedar Key

I start chemo on Friday this week. I know some days will be harder than others, but I know I can get through it with God helping me. Your prayers are immensely appreciated.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Sneak Peek at Chapter One of The Prescience, Seventh Dimension Series, a YA Fantasy, Book 5

Seventh Dimension Series
The Prescience, a YA Fantasy, Book 5
Chapter 1

A thunderous explosion startled me as panic shredded my senses. I dropped my hands from Daniel's neck as marriage dreams evaporated. We might die this second after returning from Shambhala. I thought we had left hell behind. Had we arrived in Jerusalem on the brink of Armageddon? Noxious fumes blew into my face. I couldn't see Daniel , but I heard his voice over the blasts.

Run!" he shouted.

Blinding light from simultaneous eruptions lit the night sky in a spectacular display of falling debre. If only these were celebratory fireworks, but they weren't.

Fear seized me as I stared in disbelief. My feet felt as if they were entombed in concrete. This couldn't be happening. Not now, Jesus, not when you just told us to marry quickly.

Daniel grabbed my hand and tugged. "Shale, come on, we've got to find shelter."

But I was paralyzed. Seconds ticked by as I imagined my body blown to bits from rapidly approaching missiles. Screeching sirens faded in and out. Swishing knives cut through the air as if they were tearing a veil, followed by loud booms that shook the ground. One after the other, they reverberated, each one getting closer. Temporary silence ensued, followed by more explosions and more thunder. Multiple alarms sounded as transformers blew across the city. I felt something burning on my arms. I screamed, slapping at whatever it was.

"Ashes," Daniel said.

I wiped the soot off me. How could this be? One minute we were celebrating our first kiss discussing marriage plans, and the next we were running for our lives. I brushed my fingers through my long brown hair. Yuck. I'd have to shower to get the soot off.. Another missile swished by followed by a powerful boom.

Daniel pulled me along through almost total darkness as the ground burned underneath us. How could he tell where not to go? Smoke billowed everywhere and disorientation rattled me. Minutes later, Daniel found some sort of enclosure that reminded me of a bus stop. The building vibrated every time a bomb fell. Was it that secure, or was it designed to only give a false sense of security?

"We're going to die, Daniel," I cried. I struggled to catch my breath.

Daniel's brown eyes betrayed no fear. Only gentle reassurance. "We're in a bomb shelter."

"A bomb shelter?" For the uninitiated like me, I never dreamed I would need one. We didn't have such things in America.

Daniel put his hand on my shoulder. "You're shaking. Here, come close." He wrapped his arms around my waist. I buried my head in his chest to hold back tears. A thousand thoughts pierced by short-circuited brain as disturbing sirens echoed in the distance. How many had died? Where were we, anyway?

I didn't want to think I'd taken my last breath in a bomb shelter, especially with the only man I ever loved. That was too trite, too much like something one would read in a book. I wasn't ready to be a heroine in a sad love story where one or both of the main characters died.

Other thoughts supplanted that one. Was my mother still alive? I tried to remember the last time I'd seen her. How long had it been?

My mother had never met Daniel. Even when I returned from the first century, I never told her about my journey to the seventh dimension. She would have taken me to that psychologist, giving him reason to validate all the things he wrote in that stupid report to the wretched principal who wanted to expel me.

Instead, I had chosen to wait on God's timing. Why couldn't this attack have waited just a few more days? Jesus, I know you told us to marry quickly, but we just got back to Jerusalem. We couldn't marry that quickly.

Daniel whispered in my ear, "I love you, Shale."

I broke into sobs. "If only..."

Unexpectedly, out of the temporary stillness and reprieve from death's brutality on a persecuted people, I heard a dog bark. The sharp yelps pierced the momentary silence. From which direction were they coming? I became very still to catch the words.

I clasped Daniel's shoulders and peered into his eyes. "The dog, do you hear it?"

Daniel's eyes met mine. "What 's he saying?"

Now the sirens drowned him out. I stepped toward the shelter entrance to hear better, but Daniel blocked me.

"I'm not going to let you rescue a dog. That's crazy."

I met Daniel's determination with my own. "The dog needs help for an injured child."

Daniel stared. "No, can't be."

I knew Daniel wanted to keep me from leaving the safety of the shelter. "We must go," I pleaded. "We can't stay here and do nothing."

Daniel stepped toward the entrance. You stay here and let me check."

"No," I insisted. "You don't understand dog talk. It's my gift. I must go."

Daniel grimaced. "Let's hope he keeps barking or we'll never find him."

"The child is a girl," I said.

Daniel held my hand. "Watch your step."

If only we had a light. The darkness overwhelmed me now that the transformers had blown. There wasn't even emergency lighting. At least the bombs had stopped and the ground was still. The only significant light came from fires burning in the distance that revealed falling, shadowy embers.

Careful where you step," Daniel warned. "There could be bombs lying on the ground that didn't explode."

Why did he have to tell me that?

The dog barked. "Hurry, hurry. Come quickly."

We crept closer, guided only by the dog's desperate barks.

"What's he saying?" Daniel asked.

I translated. "Anybody, please, come quickly."

In front of us, I saw a shadowy four-legged figure that reminded me of Much-Afraid. I pointed. "There he is."

When the dog saw us, he wagged his tail. "Hurry, hurry."

As we neared, I held my hands in front of me so he could catch my scent. "We're coming to help."

He whimpered, hopeful enthusiasm tempered with concern.

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"No, but hurry." The dog added. "A rare human who understands dog talk. Oh me, oh my. This is my lucky day."

Daniel and I quickened our pace.

Another bomb screeched by. Seconds later, it exploded. The loud boom nearly broke my eardrums. Daniel reached out to embrace me.

The undeterred dog barked again. "Don't run away. You’re too near to leave now."

The dog took a few steps to the left, apparently reassured we would cause no harm, and lowered his head, indicating something on the ground.

Daniel clutched my hand. Then I saw two bodies. Horror filled me. I watched as the child stroked the bloodied carcass underneath her. As we neared, I could see it was a young woman with long brown hair dressed in slacks and a T-shirt. I stumbled over something as we approached. When I looked down, I saw shoes. Blood covered the woman's feet. Small cries escaped from the young child.


I knelt down beside the distraught little girl.

"Thank God she's alive," I exclaimed.

"Her mother and father aren't," the dog wept. "She has no one. God sent me to find someone to rescue her. Very few humans speak animal talk. You are the ones God sent."

Daniel didn't understand our conversation, so I filled him in with details.

That's what he said?" Daniel asked.

I nodded. My heart wept as my vocal chords went dry. Numbness filled my throat. The young child's parents were dead.

The dog barked again. "I must go rescue others. Take care of Shira. You are all she has."

"Wait," I pleaded. I reached over and stroked the top of the dog's head, focusing on his crusty eyes. "What do you mean?"

"You are the ones who came. God called you."

"I understand animal speak, but I don't know this poor child. She must have relatives."

My eyes turned to the helpless babe. I tried to pick up the orphan, but she clung tenaciously to her dead mother. Her wales pierced my heart.

"Mommy," she wailed again, ignoring my attempts to help her.

"Many are called, but few are chosen," the dog said. "You know."

His eyes reminded me of Much-Afraid’s eyes when she rescued me.

The dog's barking interrupted my thoughts. "I must go now. Others need my help. Take Shira and run, if you want to save her life." Then he disappeared into the darkness.

Was that her name?

When Shira wouldn't come with me, Daniel tried to pick up the child, but she responded with strong protests.

He stopped and glanced at me. "We need to find the child's relatives." He walked around to the other side and searched the pockets of Shira’s father. I looked around the mother for a cell phone.

"His pockets are empty," Daniel said.

I tapped gently on the child and spoke in Hebrew. "Sweetie, come with me. Your mother and father are sleeping. Come with me."

The child lifted her head and focused her mournful eyes on my face. After a brief hesitation, she reached out her arms so I could pick her up. She was so small, so light. She couldn't be more than three.

"Let's get out of here," Daniel said.

"Where should we go? Your mother's?"

Daniel shook his head. "Jacob's."

That sounded like a good idea.

"Jacob can help us find her relatives," Daniel added.

I forgot Daniel didn't understand dog speak. When should I tell him she had no one but us?


Look for Seventh Dimension - The Prescience 
to be available for summer vacation reading!

Monday, January 30, 2017

The Prescience - A Young Adult Fantasy, Book 5, Release Date April 2017

The Prescience - A Young Adult Fantasy
Book 5 in the Seventh Dimension Series!

As we near the Lord's return, I hope the witness of The Prescience will strike a nerve in those who have not accepted Yeshua as their Lord and Savior.

Shale and Daniel have returned from the demonic  world of The City with plans to marry. When bombs fall on Jerusalem, the young couple rescues an orphan and returns to the first century. There they uncover the truth concerning Daniel's father and the goal of the New World Order -- to erase Shale's witness of the Messiah's first coming.

Amid supernatural tribulations, God reveals once again time is an illusion as Daniel races toward an apocalyptic future. A dystopian society ravaged by demons and evil leaders has replaced the world the couple left behind in 2017. Time is short before Armageddon when Daniel learns the pivotal role he plays in the Messiah's triumphant return and victory over the end time's beast and dragon