This week Lynn Donovan celebrates her fifth cover reveal! Talk about prolific! (Since we started this journey together and I’m still on my first. Ha!) So I invited her over today share a little about pursuing dreams. So without further ado:
Please welcome, Lynn Donovan!
Thank you, Jennette, for having me on your blog today, and Happy Friday the Thirteenth everyone! I’ll explain why I say this in a minute.
I love your theme for this visit: Pursuing Dreams. This book, Secret Voices, which you are graciously helping me tell everyone about, opens with the main character’s mother, Phyllis Moore, who has pursued her dream to overcome fertility problems, only to find she became “too pregnant.” With five thriving embryos planted in her womb, she allows the doctor to “manage” her pregnancy by reducing to two. One of the two doesn’t make it and she ends up with one child, Keisha. Phyllis lives the rest of her life loving her only child, but burdened with guilt for the “haunting” she witnesses in her toddler daughter. This mother worries her actions have cursed her only child because of the four she didn’t carry. Thus, we have four secret voices in Keisha’s head. But… (and I don’t want to spoil the story for anybody) let’s just say—we find out the voices know things that could help Keisha rescue her fiancé, Clifford Valdez. Her worst nightmare is whether or not to expose her secret in order to help him.
I, personally, relate to Phyllis. I first married in April 1975 and felt the desire to have a baby soon there after. While I did not have a fertility problem, I did have a husband who wasn’t ready to have children (we were 17 and 21) and insisted we continue to use birth control. My desire to have a baby was so strong, I cried myself to sleep many times, praying for an accidental pregnancy. I wouldn’t dare go against my husband’s wishes by secretly not using the birth control, but I did fervently wish they would fail and I would get pregnant. I wanted a baby so bad, I watched along the roads for tossed out sacks or boxes, in case someone had abandoned a child. I longed for a basket to be set at my door step, with a baby inside, and a note, giving me the baby. I read every book I could get my hands on about pregnancy, birth, childrearing.
Yeah, I became obsessed.
This went on for nearly five years. Looking back, I realize five years isn’t all that long of a time, but at the time, in the day-to-day struggle of it all, it seemed like an E-T-E-R-N-I-T-Y.
December 7, 1979, a Sheriff’s Deputy knocked on my door and I was handed a handwritten report to read. I couldn’t make sense of it, so the Deputy told me my husband had been hurt at work and I needed to call this number to find out what happened. Long story made short, my husband had fallen about fifty feet down an elevator shaft under construction and broke both legs. He was lucky to be alive.
I rushed to the hospital, which was in another town, eighty miles away from our home, and stayed with him for the next five weeks. He had a compound fracture of the right femora, a hair-line fracture in the left tibia, scrapes, bruises, and emotional trauma. His right leg was suspended by weighted traction that constantly pulled him down in the bed. His left leg was splinted and would heal on its own. Eventually, he had surgery on the right leg, placing a metal rod down through the marrowed center to support the bone while it healed. On Christmas Day, he developed a pulmonary emboli and had an emergency surgery to install an IVC umbrella in his femoral artery. He had a reaction to the Heparin, a blood thinner, and nearly bleed to death.
It was quit an ordeal.
During all of this, I realized I might be pregnant. In his hospital room, I used a home pregnancy test. It was positive. You can imagine the looks we received when I exuberantly announced our news. He was strung up in traction and I was pregnant. Unspoken questions were on everyone’s face. But I didn’t care. I was so happy! This had been my dream for so long!
Now, back to my statement about Friday the Thirteenth. I do not fear, anticipate trouble, or spit over my shoulder because of the date. I believe the number 13 is a Godly number and it is Satan who has perversed it into something bad. Isn’t that just the way of Satan? He always takes something good from God and twists it into superstitious folklore so that we are not aware of how wholesome and blessed a thing is. But think about it. Jesus plus his disciples makes thirteen. God knows what He’s doing and He is good, all the time.
Research will show that the number thirteen represents rebellion and lawlessness. Satan’s influence is all over the number throughout the Bible. Still, I believe what Satan intends for evil, God makes into Good. And I believe Friday the Thirteenth is one of those things. I don’t mean to preach here, I’m just telling you what I think about this thing we call Friday the Thirteenth.
Why? Because my first born, my five-year-longed-for son was born August 13, 1980. Thirteen years later, my youngest son was born February 13, 1994. In between, I was blessed with two daughters.
In my life, the number 13 has not been a cursed number for me. It has brought me blessings, desires of my heart, and two sons. Therefore, ever since, I have campaigned in favor of Friday the Thirteenth as a blessed day, full of promise and joy. Nothing bad has ever happened to me because of the date. You might argue it’s all a matter of attitude, but then again, isn’t everything? God sees my heart, he knows my thoughts.
So, what I’m telling you, Jennette, and your readers is: Pursue your dreams. Don’t let anybody, superstitions, folklore, or traditions stop you. The Bible tells us, “Do not call anything impure that God has made clean.” Acts 10:15. In petition and prayer, all things will come to you in time and, with God’s blessings upon them, nothing will be held back from you. This is a promise spoken by Jesus and I believe this with all my heart.
Again, thank you for having me here today, Jennette. Give those beautiful babies of yours a big hug from me and God Bless you and keep you and your beautiful family.
Thank you, Lynn!
So here’s the newest cover!
SECRET VOICES, Book three of the Spirit of Destiny series.
A little background info:
Book Three: Secret Voices. Rose’s roommate, Keisha Moore, whom we met in book two, has her own burdens to bare, as she and Clifford, Zeke’s cousin/best friend, moves to the next level in their relationship: engagement. But a selfish and evil philanthropist, Edward C. Montgomery has other plans for revenge against Clifford’s Great Aunt Twyla Rivers, which involves kidnapping Clifford in order to get what he wants, no matter who or what he destroys.
The voices in Keisha’s head know where her fiancé has been left for dead, but who will believe her?
Keisha Moore has a secret which has been kept hidden her entire life. But when her fiancé, Clifford Valdez, disappears and the authorities dismiss it as lovers’ remorse, she has to tell somebody. Can she make anybody understand the four voices in her head are real, and they know where Clifford has been taken? How can she save the man she loves without revealing her deepest secret?
RELEASE DATE IS MARCH 31, 2015
About the Author
Lynn Donovan spends her days chasing after her muses, trying to get them to settle down and behave long enough to write down their words and actions. The results have produced short stories published in anthologies: The Clockwork Dragon, Different Dragons II, and Supernatural Colorado. Lynn’s full-length novels include The Wishing Well Curse, Thorns of Betrayal, and Secret Voices. She has also published Rocking Horse Shadows, and Christmas Grace, Signing Seeds. Other stories are hovering out there somewhere, so keep a look out for Fertility Pirates, Echoes from the Loft, and White Blossom Cottage.
Lynn enjoys reading and writing Christian, Paranormal, and Speculative Fiction. But you never know what her muses will come up with for a story, so you could see a novel under any given genre. All that can be said is keep your eyes open, cause these muses are not sitting still for long! Oops, there they go again…
You can learn more about Lynn on her blog, SittingOnThePorchWithLynn.blogspot.com, follow her on Twitter @MLynnDonovan, LinkedIn.com at M Lynn Donovan, Face Book at MLDonovan, her Face Book Author page at LynnDonovanFGG and her website: LynnDonovanAuthor.webs.com