Kathryn Spurgeon


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New Poetry Book Released

Memory House Publishing LLC will release a new book, Anna Lee, a story poem by Kathryn Spurgeon. She will be at the Living Word Bookstore in the Shawnee Mall for a book signing on Saturday, December 3, 2016, from 1 pm to 3 pm.

anna-lee-cover  Anna Lee is a selection of poems arranged into a story. It is about a young woman’s feelings through love, loss, and God’s healing. Follow Anna Lee as she struggles for value through a difficult time in her life.

Spurgeon, a poet, believes everyone writes from the heart, which means anyone with a heart can write a poem. It may not be smooth, conventional, or understandable, but if meaningful to the writer, it works.

Spurgeon should know. She just wrote her five thousandth poem.

Spurgeon recently released a historical novel about Shawnee in the 1930’s. The novel was been selected as October Reviewer’s Choice by the Midwest Book Review! “Exceptionally well written, making it a consistently compelling read from beginning to end.” Small Press Bookwatch: October 2016, James Cox, Editor-in-Chief, Midwest Book Review

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To pre-order Anna Lee, go to http://memoryhousepublishing.net/anna-lee/

See the author’s website at www.kathrynspurgeon.com

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Writing stories from your genealogy research

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Uncle Cal

Uncle Cal

I’ve researched my family’s history and stories for more than fifteen years now and after all this time, I still unravel secrets I’ve never heard before. Recently, I gathered information that an uncle did not graduate from high school like we thought although he served in WWII and later became a successful businessman. It’s a mystery. Did he keep this secret all his life, or are his military records wrong? High school record show him as graduating, so?

Through my work, I’ve made photocopies, identified tintypes, called courthouses for information, and dug through deceased relative’s chests stored for decades. Boxes of material gather dust in my closets.

What can I do with these tidbits of information? It’s like unraveling a puzzle, each piece fits somewhere in someone’s life story, and since I am a puzzle solver, this brainteaser challenges me. I especially love seeing how God works in people’s life.

I take snippets of historical information, organize them into some logical manner, and mull over the whys of this or that. My historical novel, A Promise to Break, which comes out in May, contains true information taken from my investigation. This trilogy is about how two people, godly though they were, struggled with their beliefs and grew from that struggle. Psalms 146:10 states, “The Lord reigns forever, your God, O Zion, for all generations. Praise the Lord.” Certainly, every generation has been blessed with God stories, and, although we may never solve all the mysteries, those stories can bless and encourage us today.

I just read a genealogy guide titled Who’s Your Daddy? by Carolyn B. Leonard. I highly recommend it. The book page is www.WHOSYOURDADDYBOOK.COM . This amazing book details every aspect of genealogy research, from dating old photographs, to gravestone etching, to organizing vital records. You can order the book at book: http://amzn.to/1TLLvMr

I haven’t documented to the level of Leonard, but after reading her book, I know much more about how to keep records for future generations. And at this point in my research, I choose to believe my uncle’s military records are wrong, at least until documented otherwise.

I love Carolyn Leonard’s motto on her website: Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, covered in scars, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming YAHOO! what a ride!

I’m on this wild ride of life, and one of my endeavors is to record God’s work in my family’s history. The Lord is more incredible than any mundane information I have seen in a history book. So, I challenge you, when you get a chance to interview an elderly relative, peruse old military records, or simply discuss old photos with your mom, take it, appreciate its value and record it to share with the rest of us.

You are loved.

Historical Novel info from Mable’s book #historicalnovel

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“I was 92 years old yesterday. . . and since time is getting short and I lay awake nights trying to remember certain things, I must get it down on paper.” This is how Mable Bennett Trimble, my great grandmother, started her memoir.

Much information for my upcoming 1930’s historical novel, A Promise to Break, comes from Mable’s 1982 autobiography, Nothing but the Truth. She had an awesome memory. Her book is replete with details all the way back to her turn-of-the century childhood.

She was born in Michigan in 1889. Her book is filled with recollections of the snow on Mount Pleasant, outdoor skating with her friends, toboggan rides on Warner’s Hill, and wearing long black stockings and Kitty hoods and scarfs to keep warm during the cold winters. She also remembered how ill her mother had been, so ill with asthma that she was convinced she would die. She had even made herself a black shroud for burial.

Mable’s older brother, a doctor affectionately referred to as “Dr. Clay,” suggested that warmer weather in the south would help their mother regain her health. So the family sold their house, chartered a box car and shipped their furniture to Arkansas. Then they purchased a covered wagon and two horses and joined a wagon train.

Mable could not have been over seven or eight years old when they ventured across country toward Arkansas and Oklahoma. Travelling about fifteen miles a day, they forded the Merrimac River, made money along the way with a medicine man for Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription, and crossed the Mississippi River at St. Louis, where, out of fright, the horses stood on their hind feet all the way across the bridge. The trip took six weeks. As it turns out, Dr. Clay was right, the warmer weather was better for their mother’s health; she lived a resounding 75 years. I must mention that Mable also lived to a ripe old age—106! That trip from Michigan to Oklahoma must have been worth it!

All this information is just from the first few pages of Mable’s book! If this spunky lady in her twilight years was motivated to write her life story, then what keeps me from publishing a book at my age?

Stay tuned! I am excited about sharing more of this 1930’s story with you in the next few months as I prepare to publish my exciting historical novel about Mabel’s daughter, Sibyl Trimble.

 

 

 

 

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“A New Language of the Heart” to be released this weekend!

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HHBC writing team’s newest book, filled with life changing stories of international college students, will be released on October 7, 2013!

Fifty stories have been collected. Fifty people from around the world who have been impacted by leaving their homes and moving to Edmond, Oklahoma, and attending the University of Central Oklahoma, have shared their inspiring stories! One student was a Buddhist monk, another student’s brother disappeared during Kenyan riots, and another became a Christian while visiting a church beneath a Ramen Noodle store in Japan!

We, along with several others, have had the opportunity to share Christ with sweet people from China, Bulgaria, England, Mongolia, Cameroon, and so many more countries.
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The books will be given to our church families but donations, of course, will be accepted. Our goal is to be able to pass out these books free to international students who come to our city. I am so blessed to be a part of this ministry. It always amazes me what God has done right here in Edmond.

For more international stories see www.spurgeons.wordpress.com.

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Even then, should I rejoice?

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When opportunity brings joy,
should I rejoice?
When daybreak brings tranquility,
should sadness enter in?
What if around the world there’s pain?
What if a mother’s under strain
to feed her child?
Should I rejoice,
and laugh and play?

When morning comes to brighten me
while children play around my knee
and my heart sings songs
of needed peace,
should I rejoice?
What if a child is beaten down,
beneath a father’s drunken hand,
too weak to cry, to understand?
Should peace surround me
even then?

Can love sit still,
hold back the tears?
Does love need times,
small dots in years
to listen first,
in God rejoice
before the raging battle
starts again?

Kathryn Spurgeon
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