Saturday, September 15, 2018

Through the Pages {blog tour finale}


{This post was supposed to be shared yesterday, but my scheduling isn't working on my blog (I had it scheduled and it wouldn't publish) and I was so busy yesterday, I never had a chance to get on and post it. So here's my finale post, on the 16th instead of the 15th. Oh well.}



Lately, I've been thinking about 'why'. I saw an ad on Facebook for a promotion company, and they said finding your 'why' for your art can help a lot. I got upset at first because I didn't have a why, and I felt a bit threatened. It was weird. 

And then the other night I was walking the dog and thinking about things and I realized I knew what my 'why' is. 

My friends have some pretty incredible reasons why they write, and mine isn't very big or incredible like theirs, but it sums up the reason why I write, very well. 





I write to tell stories. 


That's it. 

There are themes in my stories that stay the same through most of them--themes of hope, love, forgiveness, joy--but at the end of the day I write to tell a story. 

Like I shared in The Hobbit {my favorite book}, stories are terribly important to me. I write stories because stories are what saved me. Not a sermon thinly wrapped in prose, not someone else's agenda. Just stories. 

The stories I write are varied, in all genres, of all types. My reason for writing is just simply to tell you a story. I hope that they will be stories you enjoy. I hope they will be stories that move you. I hope they will be stories that someday, will climb down into the pit with a kid and help them back up to daylight, just like I had happen. 

I'm learning. 

I'm growing. 

And as I learn and grow, my stories will grow with me. 

But today and always, my goal is to lay before you a good story. 



Join us on Sunday, September 16th for a Facebook party and a giveaway at the party! RSVP here.

The Kindle e-book edition of Through the Pages is only 2.99 for just a couple more days! Click here to pick it up. 

-Annie

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Through the Pages {blog tour and poems}




Today, I've collected a few of Harper's poems to share with you all. Well, poems and journal entries. They often end up being the same thing when Harper writes them.





It feels so odd to be free. We’re not at war. Didn’t think the war would end. Didn’t think I would come home. But I did. Irene was waiting. We’re getting married. She’s beautiful but that doesn’t begin to describe her. She’s like the stars I could see from the ship, way out there in the ocean.

Been home a few weeks. Pa doesn’t care if I do chores. He didn’t think I was coming home but here I am. Found this old journal in the bottom of my duffel and forgot about it. I’d almost forgotten about Christopher. It’s been years. At the same time it hasn’t been any time at all and I can still hear his voice in the back of my mind. “Harp, you’re going to tell my girl that I love her, right?” I promised him I would but the issue is, I don’t know her name.

Irene’s an angel. I’m good if she’s here. Wish she’d sing more. Her voice is perfect because it’s home.
House is freezing. Some of the farm help didn’t come home. They won’t come home again. Pa’s collected their things to post back to their families.

I didn’t have to live, God. You know that, right? Sometimes I wish I hadn’t. Coming home and seeing all the dead hopes and all the new tombstones and --- all the empty seats in the church pews. War is hell. God’s not there. I am sick of the stink of blood and sound of death. I can smell it. I can hear it. Said it was for right and freedom but I don’t know anymore. I can hear the shells in my mind. I can hear the screams. God, please, make it stop. I think I’m going insane.

I want to live on a mountaintop somewhere. A quiet place. With Irene and maybe some kids.

H.S.

1946





Do not weep for the fading of the autumn
Do not weep for the drifting leaves
Do not weep for the earth at rest
Do not weep for the changing of the stars
and the chilling of the air
The winter is near
A world of peppermint ice and frosted lace.
Do not weep for the changing tides, my love
Life is ever changing.
Life is the same.


H.S.
November 1982






These people here, these young and happy folk,
they don’t understand.

Their minds are filled with colors and equality and they fight, not in mud-filled trenches, but in minds and hearts. They don’t understand us but I think, maybe, I don’t understand them either.

They are young.

They are free.

They are brave.

They’re the future, and I am the past.

Both of us are soldiers, I and the little girl who stood at the front of the crowd on the sidewalk who jumps when the guns fire the final salute. My name isn’t on the memorial statues, but so many other names that I know are.

It will be good to rest, won’t it?


H.S.
Memorial Day 1992



Thanks for reading!


Join us on Sunday, September 16th for a Facebook party and a giveaway at the party! RSVP here.


The Kindle e-book edition of Through the Pages is only 2.99 for just a few more days! Click here to pick it up. 


-Annie


Copyright 2018 by Annie Louise Twitchell

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Through the Pages {blog tour launch}



Through the Pages never got a blog tour or a release party, because it was a secret birthday surprise for my mom. So we're doing one now, a month or so after the release date. Better late than never, right? 


Spring will always follow Winter. 
Misty doesn't know who she is. Nineteen years old, she's trapped inside who she has been, with no idea who she could be. 
When she goes to Mill's End to take care of her stubborn, book-loving grandmother, she finds herself torn between past and present. The answer to who she is lies hidden in her grandmother's library. Her path to find herself takes her through the fading pages of dusty books and the memories of a woman who has lived a full life. It is up to Misty to write the final chapter to the dearest story of them all.


In this tour, you can look forward to meeting some of the characters, reading some interviews and reviews, and at the end of the week, we'll have a Facebook party and a giveaway!

Here's the link to the Facebook party so you can RSVP: Through the Pages Release Party

The Kindle e-book edition of Through the Pages is only 2.99 for the length of the tour! Click here to pick it up. 



This is a week-long event! Here's the approximate schedule:


Sunday, September 9th:




Monday, September 10th:




Tuesday, September 11th:




Wednesday, September 12:







Thursday, September 13th:





Friday, September 14th:




Saturday, September 15th:






I hope to see you around!