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Hey! Did you know that Secrets of a Noble Keykeeper

is available in Kindle format for FREE on May1st and 2nd, 2023? Go visit Amazon.com on these days and you can download this clever fairy tale at no cost. Not kidding! So mark your calendar to get a FREE COPY of Secrets of a Noble Keykeeper on Monday or Tuesday. It's a fun, short read you can enjoy alone or with your kids at bedtime. If you feel so inclined, leave a kind rating/review on Amazon and Goodreads for me. It would be greatly appreciated!

 

Book Summary: Meet a curious, young man whose calling it is to guard the gates of his homeland. As keykeeper of Dreamland, Gavin comes across many outsiders referred to by his people as dreamers. Through a variety of bizarre and creative antics, Gavin steers these roaming trespassers away from the borders of his magical world—a world where ogres bowl for their dinner, and pirates sail the clouds to plunder diamonds from the night’s sky, and bubbleberries make a person burp out loud. It is a place where anything imaginable is commonplace.

All the while, the young key keeper finds himself increasingly intrigued by stories of the outside world. Snooping about, he is captivated by a dreamer who piques his interest in the ordinary.

This book is supplemental to Dandelions: The Disappearance of Annabelle Fancher

Author Interview with Awesome Gang

       Recently, I stumbled across an author interview I did a few years back with an administrator from Awesome Gang―"Where awesome book readers meet awesome writers." It was fun to read through the questions/answers again and realize that most of the goals I mentioned during the interview have now been accomplished. It has taken its share of time.      

       Unfortunately, when goals eat up a lengthy amount of work days, any substantial forward progress seems less evident. But while reading over this interview and looking back, I realized how much I have actually accomplished since then. It was a positive boost for me. 

       I am including the interview below for your enjoyment. Go ahead and read it while I continue chipping away at my writing goals. There is still a lot I plan to do!

(You can find the original interview on awesomegang.com)

Richelle E. Goodrich


Tell us about yourself and how many books you have written.

I was born in Utah and grew up in Washington State where I presently reside with my husband and three teenage boys. I began writing my first novel around Christmastime, December 2007. The goal was to see if I could complete one novel-length book, believing it would be an impressive accomplishment. Little did I know I would fall in love with the writing process and continue writing at every given opportunity! One book turned into a six-book fantasy-sci-fi-romance-adventure series known as the Harrowbethian Saga. I also write poetry and short stories, but I am most known for my quotes that circulate the internet. You can find many of my quotes on Goodreads linked to my author page. I have two books presently published that include quotes, poetry, and short stories for every day of the year, but my favorite book–the one that challenged me–is a fictional human interest account about a young girl who struggles to endure a life of hard circumstances. I write to entertain myself, and this keeps me happily writing as often as time permits.

What is the name of your latest book and what inspired it?

My latest published book is the third in the Harrowbethian Saga titled, Eena, The Curse of Wanyaka Cave. This series was inspired by my tendency to daydream in high school when I was a teenager. What else was there to do with all that extra time in class? This story of Queen Eena was one of my favorite daydreams to visit and revisit when I was bored. I think this series proves I have always possessed an active and creative imagination.

Do you have any unusual writing habits?

I use a lot of sticky notes when I write a book, and these sticky notes tend to end up plastered around the screen of my laptop as I type out chapters. The theory is that I keep better track of ideas, character personalities, plot twists, etc. if these reminders stare me in the face. Once a sticky note is no longer needed, I get an odd thrill out of peeling it off my screen and putting it into a big envelope where it is saved as project notes.

What authors, or books have influenced you?

I have probably been influenced most by authors of classic literature. They are my favorite writers and include Victor Hugo, J.R.R. Tolkien, Charles Dickens, C.S. Lewis, Robert Louis Stevenson, Mark Twain, Mary Shelley, and Homer. My favorite book of all time is Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. I enjoy the old children’s fairy tales too, like those written by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, Lewis Carroll, Rudyard Kipling, and George MacDonald.

What are you working on now?

I am presently working on another book of quotes, poetry, and short stories for every day of the year. It will be titled, Slaying Dragons, and dedicated to my son for his graduation this year. He loves dragons.

What is your best method or website when it comes to promoting your books?

I have grown fond of Goodreads for promoting my books. I have book giveaways posted there all the time.

Do you have any advice for new authors?

First, if you want to be a writer, then WRITE! Spend less time thinking, studying, researching, learning, worrying about the art and just write. Write a sentence, a paragraph, a page every day of your life—about anything and everything. Scribble out a poem, a quote, a set of instructions, a portion of a developing novel, a letter to a friend, and so on. Read your work over and edit it. Then set it aside for a while before reading and editing it again. The point is, writing and re-writing are the exercises for authors that lead to excellence.

Secondly, READ everything. Read books, articles, recipes, blogs, letters, cereal boxes, and so on. Pay attention to the details that draw you in. Note what causes you to lose interest. Keep a journal of what you learn, and refer to it now and then.

Thirdly, pick up a basic GRAMMAR book and memorize it; put that knowledge to use.

What is the best advice you have ever heard?

The best writing advice I have ever heard was a quote by Toni Morrison: “If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.”

What are you reading now?

My son is performing in “Narnia” at the local high school, which got me thinking about those wonderful books. I just started reading The Magician’s Nephew by C.S. Lewis. I plan to read through all of the Chronicles of Narnia.

What’s next for you as a writer?

Slowly but surely, I am writing more books and developing a following of readers. I plan to get the last three books of the Harrowbethian Saga published as soon as possible, and then I will work on putting my best poetry together in one book.

If you were going to be stranded on a desert island and allowed to take 3 or 4 books with you what books would you bring?

Only 4 books? This is a tough choice. I would probably bring the biggest and best books I have read.
1.) Les Miserables
2.) The Odyssey
3.) Does The Lord of the Rings count as one book?
4.) The Scriptures

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A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

      I am currently working on an original book of poetry titled A Heart Made of Tissue Paper.  This book got its start a couple years back when I put together a few poems I had written to express personal feelings regarding trials that distressed me at the time. Since then, I have added to my developing book and now have a nice collection of poems. I decided early on to divide the book into seven separate chapters, each  bearing the title of an emotion or feeling that human hearts endure in a lifetime, experiences that strongly affect soft hearts. 

     Of course the first chapter covers the passion, warmth, and uncertainties of love. I believe the majority of poems written throughout the ages (no, not all) attempt to convey what it means to love. The opposite sentiment, to loathe, has its own chapter in the book as well because we must experience opposites to understand what we feel.

     Look for A Heart Made of Tissue Paper on Amazon in kindle, paperback, and hardcover formats sometime this summer, 2023. For now, I would like to share a few poems from the book; something to wet your appetite. I hope you enjoy them.

"It seems

my heart is made of tissue paper;

I wish the world would handle it more delicately." 

        - Richelle E. Goodrich

“I am falling in love with you,
but I can’t say a word.

You don’t care for love.
It has bruised you, broken you, burned you.
You call it a curse. Yet, I fear I am captive of this enemy, love.

You warn of its destructive power.
Oh, but it warms me like none other! It engulfs me in caressing flames, and foolishly I crave more. I can’t bear to suffer the cold, so I let you feed the fire unwittingly.

I am falling in love with you.
I am in love with you,
and it’s getting worse.”  - Richelle E. Goodrich

“I want to hear her laugh.

 

To watch sunbeams awaken her visage and shine through her eyes. To see the gray clouds of regret that hang heavy over her head rain away to nothing.

I want to hear her sunny voice dance on the breeze, as light and free as glossy bubbles, floating up…up…up to pop like hiccups. I want to know the type and form of key I must cut to unshackle even a portion of her joy.

If I could pluck the winning feather; if my smile could convince; if I could stroke her vocal chords like harp strings and make each treble note ascend to euphoria. Oh, to hear the giggled melody she would release into a world craving the balm of mirth!
I ache to experience that. I am desperate for it.

I live for the day I hear her laugh.” - Richelle E. Goodrich

“I found a room, both quiet and slow,

a room where the walls are thick.

Where pixie dust is kept in jars,

and paper rockets soar to Mars,

and battles leave no lasting scars

as clocks forget to tick.

I guard this room, both small and bare,

this room in which stories live.

Where Peter Pan and Alice play,

and Sinbad sails at dawn of day,

and wolves cry 'boy' to get their way

when ogres won’t forgive.

With you I’ll share my hiding place,

this room under cloak and spell.

We’ll snuggle up inside a nook,

and read a venturous story book,

that makes us question in a look

what nonsense fairies tell.

In fictive plots and fabled ends,

Our happy-e’er-afters dwell!”

 -Richelle E. Goodrich

“Love by the sweat of thy brow.
Not through whispered words of hollow sound or lofty dreams ne’er substance bound that more than oft do run aground. Nay, love with mighty, blistered hands that turn the soil and carve the land. A bearer of toil and golden band.
Be strong! A founder of the feast!
Protective knight who slays the beast!
For promises and vows aloud are naught but wispy veneer shroud like cobwebs, frail, the airy words and wooing fail. So work, my darling. Toil as proof. Thy loyal heart be drained of youth and yet beat on, incessant sound. Both feet take root within the ground, and service be thy kingly crown.
Love by the sweat of thy brow.” - Richelle E. Goodrich

“Hush, hush.

Hear the earth breathe.

Watch the wildflowers bloom.

Feel the calm of the silent dawn.

Be still.”

-Richelle E. Goodrich

“A thousand times over with you,

I yearned to linger in a perfect moment

and stop the passing of time.

A thousand times over with you,

I caught your tender smile and tucked it

carefully away in my heart for safekeeping.

A thousand times over with you,

I took in your sunny gaze and

hoarded its light for the wintry season.

A thousand times over with you,

I heard your laughter and sat silent

as it vibrated like music in my soul.

A thousand times over with you,

I saw your eyes twinkle like stars,

and I made a wish for forever.

A thousand times over with you,

I noted wisdom in your years,

and I filed away your thoughtful words.

A thousand times over with you,

I felt the warmth of your hand in mine

and squeezed tight, reluctant to let go.

A thousand times over with you,

I pondered how quickly mortality ushers us

from sunrise to sunset, and I dreaded the night.

A thousand times over with you,

I embraced the promise of immortality,

dreaming of a day when perfect moments

linger pleasantly on and on and on

a thousand times over with you.” 

-Richelle E. Goodrich

Copyright 2020 Richelle E. Goodrich 

This Easter Sunday

Easter is a Christian holiday that commemorates the wondrous resurrection of Jesus Christ as well as His intimate suffering in the Garden of Gethsemane for the individual sins of humanity. The story of Jesus Christ’s life, His teachings, afflictions, death, and miraculous resurrection are found in the New Testament books of the Bible. People around the world who keep this holiday do so in differing ways. For some, it is a public celebration; for others it is a private, family occasion. In my home growing up, it was a little bit of both.

As a child, my siblings and I looked forward to Easter mornings. We rose early to hunt for a personal Easter basket that was usually well hid, making it an exciting game of basket seeking. If one of us stumbled across someone else’s basket, the trick was to act as if nothing at all had been spied, not letting on with any sort of twinkle in the eye that a basket was hidden under the kitchen table. In the end, we were all rewarded with a colorful basket full of sweets: jellybeans, candied eggs, chocolate bunnies, and the like.

On most Easters, a few days beforehand, Mom boiled a pot of eggs for us. We decorated the shells in vibrant colors; my favorite were the pink ones. Sometimes the decorating kits included glitter that made the eggs sparkle. Other times there were Easter stickers we adhered to the shells... and to other things in the house. Our pretty, hardboiled eggs were always put on display for a couple of days before Mom turned them into egg salad or deviled eggs or simply had us eat them whole with some salt and pepper.

Every now and then we participated in an actual egg hunt, but that did not become a regular Easter activity until my siblings and I became adults and brought grandchildren to our parents’ home. That was when the plastic eggs were purchased and filled, then hidden all over Grandpa and Grandma’s backyard—hundreds of them! And usually about two dozen of those eggs included gifts of cash! Those were fun egg hunts when our children were young, the cousins searching Grandpa’s boat and Grandma’s garden for every last egg.

Every Sunday meant dressing up and going to church; Easter Sunday was no exception. The service centered on the atonement and resurrection of Jesus Christ and what that meant for us. We were taught at church and at home that Christ is our Savior. That his suffering in the Garden of Gethsemane was to atone for our sins in order that, by the grace of God, we can repent and receive divine forgiveness. The resurrection of Jesus Christ, after his body lay dead for three days in a sealed tomb, was a miraculous triumph over death. A triumph that Christ gives freely and indiscriminately to the world. Our eventual resurrection is a gift we could never obtain on our own. John 11:25 – “Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:”

Today, my family is grown and moved out to shape their own lives along with holiday traditions that will most likely mingle the “old” with some “new.” My husband and I continue to celebrate Easter by attending church services in Sunday dress, followed by a special dinner at home. We treat ourselves to chocolate eggs and jellybeans too. And I admit: I still send a sweet-filled Easter basket to each one of my boys. They may grow old, but my heart will always recognize my boys as my cherished babes. I am grateful that they have been taught that Jesus Christ is their Savior and Redeemer, that they know to whom to turn for a remission of sins as well as hope for eternal life. Easter is a beloved holiday for those who understand the immense value of Jesus Christ’s atonement. 

Whatever your traditions may be—egg hunts, candy-filled baskets, special dinners, Sunday sermons, family gathers, etc.—I hope you are able to enjoy this coming Easter Sunday. May the reason for its celebration find a place in your heart and understanding.

–Richelle E. Goodrich