Patricia: Hi, I’m Patricia Durgin. Today I’m chatting with LB Johnson, an amazing author whose first two books, The Book of Barkley, and Saving Grace -A Story of Adoption, have been #1 on the Amazon Best Sellers List—a rare feat. Then came Small Town Roads - Reader's Favorite 2017 Gold Medal Winner for Fiction - Religious Theme.
Good morning, LB. You’ve enjoyed quite a broad spectrum of life experiences [laughter]!
LB: Life has not been dull. It started in 8th grade when the school called my father to inform him that I skipped class like 14 times that quarter. My dad was not upset, and they didn’t know why he wasn’t upset. They asked, “Well, where's your daughter?" My dad said, "She's at the library. You folks are boring.”
I wasn't being challenged in school, so they worked out a plan where I could actually go to the community college for most of my key courses in junior high and high school, so I actually ended up having about two years’ worth of college credits when I graduated high school, and then from there, I was ready to conquer the world.
I wasn't sure how, because my family was of very modest means financially, so I was going to have to put myself through school, but I wanted to tackle life as a big adventure.
Patricia: Well, it sounds like you’ve pretty much done that!
LB: Yes, I was a commercial pilot for many years and then I finished my Doctorate in Criminal Justice and took an investigative position for what they would call one of the "alphabet groups,” which I can't discuss freely in my book.
But I basically am a field investigator, nothing near as exciting as on TV, and I don’t get to wear $1,000 suits and solve a crime in an hour, but it is intellectually very fascinating. And it also gives me the ability to donate the proceeds of all my writings to animal rescue.
Patricia: I’m fascinated by that aspect. It’s such a generous thing to do, and it's not something that is a marketing gimmick for you as an author. That's your heart’s core, isn't it?
LB: Yes, some years back which I outlined in my first memoir, The Book of Barkley, I had you know, I had everything, I had the big house, I had the career, and I was very lonely. I had walked away from my faith in God, not rejecting it, just kind of becoming sort of a, you know, an occasional pen-pal of God, and that was it.
I wasn't walking the faith every day and I had all of these trappings of material worth, and I was miserable.
I sold everything and gave most of it to charity and started to go back to my roots of being raised in the church and starting to, you know, associate with my old Christian friends that I had kind of lost touch with, and it changed my whole way of looking at the world.
Patricia: What was the trigger for that?
LB: I'd been married to someone who had mental health issues and that did not end well and then I'd been single for a long time, and I found that I was very lonely.
I had lost a parent and later, a step-parent and I just found myself feeling alone. When I found my way back to God with the help of, of friends and, believe it or not, a black Labrador retriever that taught me how to look at the world a little differently, which was the premise of my first book.
I found with my faith—the joy came back. I felt, even if I was lonely, even if I was in an empty house, with Jesus' presence, I never felt alone.
Patricia: Yes. So true. So true! I'm hearing a theme in what I saw online when reviewing your background. I understand that you are very private—for obvious reasons—but there's still a little information on your background online, though most of it is in relation to your books.
So what you're telling me now about being widowed young and losing people that were very important to you—close family members at a young age—as well as adoption (the topic of your second book) and Barkley (your first book)…you like writing and describing rescue stories, don't you?
LB: So, with the adoption reference, I got pregnant in college after my Mom had passed, and I gave the baby up for adoption.
I met her again with her parents’ blessing when she turned 18. And then not being able to carry another child to term after that, I took in the underprivileged and those that didn't have family or homes, be it people or animals.
Patricia: Are you still doing that, do you have the time and wherewithal to still do that?
LB: I don't have a lot of time for volunteering, which is why I’m able to donate financially to various animal rescue groups.
I also sponsor dogs through the Search Dog Foundation in California. They train dogs to find survivors after a national disaster such as an earthquake, or a tornado, or a hurricane. They actually get rescue dogs and train them to sniff out survivors. They send pictures to the people who support the group. One of the dogs that I help sponsor was actually over in Nepal after the big earthquake, trying to find survivors.
It's amazing to watch how they train. It's very costly to train them with the detailed training levels involved to keep the people and their animal handlers safe. So it's something I'm very, very happy to be able to support each year by sponsoring a dog.
And in my work—although I don't address this in my books—I’ve worked with both search dogs and cadaver dogs, and I'm just amazed at the training and knowledge of the handlers, as well as their interactions with their canine partners. It's helped save a life, and it's helped families find closure when we could not find the remains easily.
So I do what I can with the gifts that I have but unfortunately, I’m probably going to have to wait until I retire to do more, because I am married and have a home and an elderly fatherly to tend to, so that kind of cuts back on my free time.
Patricia: Yes, and you mentioned to me that your home is 100 years old and that you and your husband are refurbishing it. Or has it already been completed?
LB: It was what you would call a fixer-upper—which is a very kind word.
My husband actually bought it prior to my meeting him. And he had just graduated college and wanted to make an investment in a home. Being an engineer, he knew he could do the fixing up. But it needed a lot of work. I mean electrical, plumbing, complete refurbishment, just a lot of structural repairs. He had started on it, but his job had him traveling a lot.
So it wasn't until we got married, and I moved here, that we both started tackling the upkeep. But we kept it in its original mode. It looks like a turn-of-the-century home. It’s filled with antiques and antique lace curtains. There are a few modern touches but overall, when you walk in, you get a sense of a period of many, many years ago, which is actually what we were going for.
Patricia: Refurbishing a house is difficult. It strains a marriage, usually. Did you find a new closeness or a new gift that you had not yet had an occasion to discover in each other?
LB: We found that humor would defuse any amount of tension in anything that we were doing. We honestly never had an argument during any of the processes. We were friends for many years before we actually went on a date, so we knew each other pretty well. But, yeah, it's been a five-year project. So it’s not something we've done over the course of a month or several weeks.
Patricia: How close are you to being finished? Or are you finished now?
LB: We have one bathroom left to do but that's going to require it to be literally gutted. There’s cement behind the walls and it's a major structural issue. We’ll probably have professionals come and do it. We’re going to wait until I retire to do that, because we’ll be without water for a few days.
Patricia: Are you close to retiring?
LB: I am, I'm very close. I am five years out. My husband, however, is 25 years younger than me (and yes, I know all the cougar jokes). He won't be retiring, well, probably until I'm dead, so, I tell everyone when I retire from work, I'm just going to invest more time in writing and volunteer work, either through the animal rescues or local Christian charities.
Patricia: Well, that's good news for the world at large, I can tell you that. Speaking for the general public, we look forward to more of your writing! Everything that I see and everything that I hear about your writing is how outstanding it is. And not just because of the technical aspects, but because of the heart of what you bring to the page. It touches your readers so! In each of your books. It’s a true gift.
LB: Thank you, and it's a God-given gift. I am a scientist by nature and was a dual major in Criminal Justice and one of the Forensic Sciences. And as a former pilot, I'm more of a technical geek, but I loved to read as a child so I always had a love of words, I just had no technical training [in writing], so I really work at my ability to sit down and describe the scene or an event or a person as literally a gift from God.
I just sit down and it comes out. I'm not quite sure how. Lots of coffee, usually.
Patricia: Yes, when it’s just natural, and you don't even think about it, that's a good sign that it’s a gift from God.
So you loved learning, even as a child. You’ve had new careers—several careers—and each of them required learning an entirely different language, and body of information. And you're still learning, aren't you?
LB: You know, I think we all are. I think when we stop learning, is when we do start to die. There's so much in both our world and in God's world to discover. We just need to keep searching for it.
Patricia: Are you like a lot of authors that you can't really name which of your books is your favorite, because they’re sort of like children, and you don't want to identify one that you like more than the others?
LB: Actually, my last book is not the biggest seller of the three. The first two books were number one on Amazon for quite a length of time.
But my third one was my first fully Christian fiction book as opposed to a memoir, which wasn’t Christian in nature, though it had elements of faith in it.
I think I was most proud of this one because writing fiction was a lot more difficult than just chronicling my life's adventures and my own thoughts. I actually had to work much more to develop a book that was believable and had a good flow of characters and events. So I think I'm the proudest of it, but I think I like all of the books equally.
Patricia: And you're talking right now about Small Town Roads, but your very first one was The Book of Barkley, and then Saving Grace -A Story of Adoption, and then Small Town Roads is the latest one—that was this year?
LB: Yes, they were all written a year apart. The Book of Barkley was in 2014 and I have a fourth novella coming out in an anthology with a group of other writers that will be coming out this Fall.
Patricia: Oh, cool. So now for other authors in the audience, how did you choose between a traditional publisher and Kindle publishing? How was that decision made?
LB: Well, for someone who is extremely, I guess I could use the word adept at the skills using my job, I'm a computer idiot. The thought of trying to do a self-published Kindle through Create Space (which my author friends absolutely love), was so intimidating to me.
I just want to write it in Word, and give it to someone—after obviously professional editing—and just let them handle all the details because I just am not great with computer programs outside of those that I use professionally.
Yes, it costs a little bit more, but it made it so much less stressful for me to have a professional handling the details of formatting and numbering and making it a Kindle and a Barnes & Noble e-book, and just handling all the elements.
Patricia: They’re all so well received, you must be quite pleased with their reception, both online and in the bookstores, as well. Readers of the very first book became advocates for the second and then the third, and I'm sure they will be for the fourth. That's an unusual train of events for…
LB: Yes, I was very lucky in that, when I published my first book, I was told by everyone not to submit it to some of the larger literary review sites because, “They hate indie authors,” and the one I wanted to submit it to was Kirkus Reviews Magazine, which has a wonderful reputation amongst authors and everyone was like, “No, no, they hate indie authors so they won't give you a good review.” And I ended as a featured indie author in their online magazine.
And they actually included—they loved The Book of Barkley so much—they actually included it in their printed magazine, which not all their reviews end up in there, so at that point, it was picked up by a couple of newspapers, and it just took off.
So, I couldn't have been more pleased. My marketing was limited due to monetary reasons. I couldn't justify to my husband spending thousands of dollars to market a book. I said, “I'm just going to put it out there on social media and see what happens.
Patricia: And apparently, it went okay [laughing]. That's such a great story, that's what everyone hopes for and so few get. So it's wonderful to hear that process is still working, the Holy Spirit is still doing what He wants to do with the books that he wants to have out there, isn't He?
LB: Yes, I think what was really great for me was that I set up a P. O. Box (other than where I live) so that people could send me payments to purchase an autographed copy. I didn't make any extra money off of them. I just said “Look, if you cover the postage and my author's cost of the book, I will autograph it for you,” and I had several dozen requests for autographed books.
But with the requests came notes from people that had read the book in their Kindle and then wanted a paper copy. They told me how much it had affected them. It just really touched me that my words impacted people in a good way and that it wasn't just something written for my own ego. I actually helped improve somebody's day.
Patricia: Yes. We all love stories of fact or fiction that bring us down to our core and then build us back up again. Stories about bringing us into a home that loves us and allows us to flourish. Homes that encourage that, and welcome that. Both people and animals.
Was Barkley a rescue dog, also? Was he the first of many?
LB: No, he was actually a purebred. I would have gotten a rescue but one of his parents was actually the dog of a very close friend. I had met a previous pup from this pairing and they were great so I asked to get one if they had another litter.
As a child and growing up, we always had rescue dogs, but I just loved Barkley’s sister Maggie that my friends had so much, and I wanted a pup from the next litter.
Patricia How long was he with you?
LB: Barkley lived to be almost 12. Then he got a very sudden, aggressive bone cancer at the same time that my only brother was diagnosed with a sudden, aggressive cancer. I watched them both, literally, within a couple of weeks of each other, die, which was actually what prompted me to set forth their stories in my first book.
Patricia: Heavens above! And now your current puppy dog is named Abby?
LB: Yes, she was a rescue, she was a senior rescue that was dropped heartworm positive at a high kill shelter, and a local lab rescue organization got her and gave her medical treatment, and fostered her until she was ready for a new home. She has been quite a joy to have around here. She has a very, very gentle personality, unlike Barkley, who was mischievous, to put it mildly.
Patricia: [Laughing] Do you surround yourself with people who are looking for a home as well?
LB: I tend to be somewhat of a loner, my husband would call me a gregarious loner. I don't like crowds, I don't like going out publicly in crowds, but I quietly find people that need help and do what I can to alleviate that.
Sometimes it's just someone on Facebook that, you know, lost their lease and doesn't have enough money to rent another place, or has a child with a medical emergency. If I know them and know their address I just make sure they get a "Secret Santa Check" in the mail to help them out. And sometimes it's just taking a meal over to a neighbor or someone that's had a new baby on the block. It's the little acts of kindness that matter, not the big things.
Patricia: Yes. So of all the careers that you’ve had, do you think that writing is your favorite?
LB: Actually, I enjoy writing, I don't enjoy the whole editing process, reading the document again and again, and then sitting there going, “How did I miss that typo? I read that five times.” So yeah, I enjoy the writing process. But honestly, I think I was just as happy when I was blogging and didn't have to worry about editing. But it's so satisfying to actually hold the book in my hands and say this is something I did that I always wanted to do, but never thought I could.
Patricia: Do you feel God's pleasure when you get these books? I know you're pleased, but do you feel His pleasure, that He's confirming again, “Yes, you're doing the right thing,” when you get such wonderful feedback and letters, and the way that your audience interacts with you, and tells you how wonderful your work is, do you feel that is also from Christ, as well?
LB: I think so, and you also take a measure of humility because there was that one-star review where the fellow was upset that the book wasn't about a talking dog…
Patricia: Even though it wasn't advertised as a talking dog book…
LB: No, you know, it’s sold as a memoir. And there was one other poor review where a person said, “The author just talked about herself,” [laughing]. It’s a memoir. You know there are some people that you know just are not going to like what you write, no matter how good or bad it is. There are people that just like to throw stones. So I take it all in stride and learn from the constructive criticism to better my craft and take quiet pride in the good words.
Patricia: Yes! And as I understand it, both The Book of Barkley and Saving Grace: A Story of Adoption, they're not clearly Christian-based. Even though that thread undeniably runs through them, it's a very quiet thread.
LB: Yes. Yes, because my brother was a big part of my book and had a little bit of a ribald sense of humor. There were a couple of adult moments in the book that I wouldn’t necessarily put in a Christian themed book.
They’re not necessarily anything that I would be embarrassed for my Dad to read, but they weren't really in line with Christ's message, and I wanted to keep the first two books full of a growing sense of faith, but not specifically a religious-themed book.
Patricia: I believe that there is a prevailing lie that if you're going to be a Christian and write, then you have to have that aggressive tone that's the equivalent of the street preacher who beats people over the head with the Bible and demands that they become saved…even if they're already saved. But that's not necessary, is it?
LB: No, and I had friends who read Small Town Roads, and they were not necessarily excited about reading a Christian book. They wanted something with a little more action and adventure and you know, they read it and said it wasn’t preachy at all. It just talks about love and goodwill, growing as a community and a person. Because you don't have to whack someone over the head with the Bible to instill in them the meaning of God's love within them.
Patricia: Yes, it sounds like Small Town Roads was the best of all of them with that theme, that made the reader welcome into your world and have that underlying foundation, no matter how much it was spoken or unspoken, the source is Christian—that’s you—so how can we not have some level of those elements in our message, whatever it may be, spoken or written.
LB: Right. And like I said, it's been a long journey. I kind of wandered away from my faith for a number of years just after a couple of family tragedies and just overall disappointments—just a normal part of growing up for any of us—but now that I’ve found my way back to it and have a strongly renewed faith in God and a place in my church community, I want to pass on those lessons so that other young people don't make the same mistakes, which is why I had my main character in Small Town Roads be a young woman, not someone my age. Because I wanted to pass on the message that I remember from going through difficult times as a young adult.
Patricia: I'm very interested in all three of the books. I'm not sure which one I'm going to get first because I love dogs so, and I want the story of adoption (one of our children is adopting), and Small Town Roads intrigues me for all of its elements, so I might just have to get all of them [both laughing]. I’ll have to do a clean sweep.
Patricia: And of course, the question we all want answered…where can we buy your books?
LB: The books are all available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
E-books are available on Amazon for the first two books (The Book of Barkley and Saving Grace: A Story of Adoption) and both Amazon and Barnes & Noble for the third book (Small Town Roads).
Patricia: Thanks so much for chatting with me, LB.
LB: Thank you, Patricia. I enjoyed it.
Friday, September 15, 2017
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Thursday, August 3, 2017
The Speak Up Talk Radio Interviews fund the SewPort project which provides handcrafted bedding items (pillowcases ) to soldiers serving overseas where a bit of homemade cheer lifts the spirits, as well as shelters for the homeless, domestic violence shelters and cage comforters and cat-nippers to rescue shelters. So for that, I've been proud to be interviewed twice, knowing my author fee and those that donate after listening is doing a lot to provide comfort to those in need.
For the interview where I talk about the writing process and my latest fiction characters (in a voice I'm told sounds like "Erma Bomback"), the link is here.
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Readers' Favorite Gives "Small Town Roads" FIVE Stars.
"Small Town Roads is a Christian literary fiction novel depicting the lives and reflections of small-town inhabitants. Evelyn, Harry, and Ruby have outlived their spouses and remain in the same homes and neighborhood. They have been friends for many decades. Rachel lost her brother to cancer, her mother to Alzheimer's and then her father passed away, leaving her the only surviving member of her family, outside of her elderly aunt, Ruby. Now, several years later, after Rachel has finished her schooling for her four-year degree in Criminal Justice, her aunt Ruby is also gone and has left her home to Rachel. Rachel moves into her aunt's home and takes a job in the local police department. Alone and a newcomer in the area, Rachel befriends her Aunt Ruby's old friends and neighbors, Evelyn and Harry. Taking care of her ill and dying family members had put Rachel's life on hold. With a home of her own, new job and new friends, can life get any better?
Small Town Roads by LB Johnson is an eloquent Christian novel portraying the introspection of a community. This literary work is a lovely depiction of the characters' thoughts and motivations, although there is no action and the story can seem to move slowly. The author has a wonderful grasp of the English language, and her words flow together smoothly, creating a beautifully formed sermon. Rachel's and Evelyn's reminiscences and musings about life and faith are almost poetic. Despite their ages and generations, each of the characters portrayed displays their personal and spiritual growth, providing a thought-provoking and insightful story. It was encouraging to see Rachel's faith progress and blossom. This is an inspirational novel that will please those who enjoy reading meaningful Christian-based, faith-inspired books. Five Stars."
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Small Town Roads, my first fiction novel after two non-fiction books, was one of four selected by NPR WNIJ/WNIU for their 2017 Spring Read Series and I was interviewed AND read an excerpt for the Series. (Note: there are two links on the page, one for the excerpt that was picked by the station and one for the actual interview). Thank you WNIJ and Dan Klefstad - it was an honor.
Thursday, February 9, 2017
I was given a copy of this book as a gift. It took me back to being a child when you were told to play outside in the morning and didn't come in until dinner! No one worried about where you were, or what you were doing! We rode our bikes everywhere, played in the woods, and walked to school. What a different world we live in today.
L.B. Johnson has captured the magic of those days perfectly!!!
LB Johnson has a winner here. Well written, with fully developed strong characters who move realistically through life. The friendships developed ring true, and the importance of faith in our lives is well done. Highly recommended!
This story is largely told through the journal musings of its young protagonist, a young woman who has lost all of her family and her confidence in God as a result. An elderly neighbor also provides a point of view as the two become family to one another. From these two perspectives, we view lives well lived in a small town, quietly and faithfully remaining true to themselves and their roots. Faith is rediscovered, and a good and heroic heart lives for God and country. I loved the gentle pace of this tale and how L.B. Johnson drew characters we truly care for and admire. I wish the world contained more people like these.
L.B. Johnson's novel is about self-discovery in a small town. What really shines is less the story line than the psychological exploration of the heroine. That exploration (and her lush writing style) makes the characters come to life. Indeed, it makes us consider our own lives - as someone who has a family member struggling with dementia, this bit about the heroine's mother and her struggle with Alzheimer's jumped at me.
"Initially, she had little moments of forgetfulness, like any person of her age, but she was such a bundle of energy, still active in church and volunteering, taking dance classes, working in the garden. Then one morning, out of the blue, she came into the kitchen and sat down, looking at me and I realized she did not have a clue as to who I was. What struck me was not that but the look on her face as she realized this, realized she should know."
Johnson's ability to make you stop reading and think about your own life is remarkable, and is spread throughout the book. This about a rescue dog is one of a million similar gems:
"On my couch is the form of a little black dog. I do not know why Clyde was a stray. He responds with great plaintiff urgency to the sound of small children laughing, looking around for them as to say "my kids, my kids" only to get this look of pure sadness when he sees they are strangers. The first time I witnessed it, I cried."
Johnson tells you a story not by telling it, but by showing you these scenes, one after another. I found it a slow book to read because I would suddenly snap back from where I had been mentally wandering, remembering a time when I too had had an experience like what was being described.
This book asks big questions: What is it to be human? What is it to live the Good Life? What is it to leave that Good Life?
I cannot recommend this book more highly.
This is a wonderfully sincere book by a gifted author. She artfully paints a picture of small-town life in which neighbors help one another, friendships span generational boundaries, and life is not lived in anonymity.
If I write in a book or dog ear page corners it is an honor to the author. It means they have written something I found artistically poignant and want to remember. My copy of L.B. Johnson’s book, “Small Town Roads” now has many page corners bent and lines marking passages. May you find her words just as memorable and moving.
A good read. I felt like I knew the characters personally.
LB Johnson, author of the best-seller "The Book of Barkley", has done it again. This heart-warming, true to life story of a young woman who finds herself pursuing a career in law enforcement, but in a small town instead of the big city she'd imagined. John Lennon famously wrote, "Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans." But with the help of a neighbor, life, and the persistent nudging of the Holy Spirit, she finds herself opening up to an existence she'd never considered. Highly recommended.
Great author, I have her other two books, The Book of Barkley and Saving Grace; very impressed with how she can describe the situation and you are there.
Rachel Raines is looking for a place to hide a heart full of loss, and a quieter patrol than Chicago. The bequest of her aunt's house seems like the perfect opportunity for both, if she can survive the gigantic spiders, creaky plumbing, and inevitable challenges of being the rookie on a small town force. Down the street, her aunt's best friend, Evelyn Ahlgren, marks the passing of seasons and neighbors, long mired in her loneliness as a widow. When the young woman with scars of her own befriends her, they strike up an unlikely friendship across generations that just might help them both heal.
A beautifully told, heartwarming story of finding the best in people and the small towns, this book is like finding a treasure in an old attic. Enjoy!
Sometimes heroes are not bronze muscled doers of great deeds. Sometimes heroism is getting out of bed when every joint hurts, and doing a difficult job when everyone else turns their back, and knowing there are a thousand days ahead of you just like this one with few breaks and fewer opportunities for joy. Sometimes heroism is having a big heart when having any heart at all seems to be a liability. Most of us never have the opportunity to be the type of hero action movies are made about, but we all can be heroic in our day to day lives just by caring. That is what lies at the core of this book, and the big heart and caring shine through.
I opened this book eagerly. L.B. Johnson writes with ease and experience, openly sharing the truth of life in concepts and images all too real, yet lyrical.
Examples that light up a scene and illuminate the story:
"... a statement of endurance too abundant for human speech ..."
"... colorful wildflowers splashed on the ground ..."
"...the odor of a whetted knife carving shadows into the night..."
Johnson uses the present tense, a confident author's voice that's an immediate witness, up close and personal. The story is a first-person account by an intelligent young woman, alone, a new cop with big city experience transplanted to a small town, after inheriting her elderly aunt's home, an old house cluttered with bittersweet childhood memories.
Joining a small town police force means dealing with gruesome tragedies up close, mishaps typical of a small town, death and injuries that devastate loved ones. Johnson's young female cop tussles with the hardship of loneliness, and she uses this fictional first person journal to speak of her faith, devotion to duty, and the abundant human warmth of Small Town Roads.
This book is in one word, rich. The imagery is vibrant, you feel as if you know the characters. It is a tender, lovely story told from the heart. I've read this author's other efforts and this doesn't disappoint. Not a quick read but so worth the time to curl up and get lost in the vibrancy.
Having read the author's other two books, I was excited to pick up her first fiction piece. This book has a similar feel to her previous works, with warm and flowing descriptions, meriting multiple re-reads to catch all the nuances of her prose. I was curious how the issues of faith would be handled, this being published by a Christian publishing house. In fact, it was a sublime and personal handling of faith. Her characters are well fleshed out, and interesting, as they explore loss, life, and love across generations.
This book would make a fine Christmas gift, for the well-read teen on up to your grandparents. And as a plus, the author also donates profits from her book sales to various charitable animal rescues and other animal service organizations.
Saturday, November 5, 2016
Published now with special thanks to my editor Stephanie Martin.To Order.
The book will be at Barnes and Noble and in Christian bookstores soon but it is on Amazon now and just $2.99 for the Kindle.
The book will be at Barnes and Noble and in Christian bookstores soon but it is on Amazon now and just $2.99 for the Kindle.
Evelyn Ahlgren, a widow and retired teacher, enjoys the quiet comforts of her tranquil neighborhood. That’s why she is intrigued to see what her new neighbor, rookie police officer Rachel Raines, will add to their charming small town.
Rachel had big-city plans that hadn't included inheriting a tiny home in a rural community, a place with no coffee baristas and where the town’s only restaurant had a giant plastic cow on the roof.
Evelyn believes that God brought the two together to find renewed purposes in His will, and they begin an unlikely friendship that surpasses age and experiences. When an unexpected act of violence impacts them both, their concept of faith and family is tested with life-changing results.
Small Town Roads, by best-selling author L.B. Johnson, accurately depicts the feeling of small town life, where residents know each other’s names and become neighbors, and friends, for a lifetime.
L.B. Johnson has a Ph.D. in Criminal Justice and lives in Chicago with her engineer husband and rescue black Lab.
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
April 22, 2015. From the Author of the Amazon #1 Best Seller The Book of Barkley - Love and Life Through the Eyes of a Labrador Retriever - a story crafted from the heart and soul of a mother who wasn't a Mom.
It started with a piece of paper--a birth certificate, sent to the author's parents long after her birth. There is much history in that piece of paper. For she was born to an unwed mother in the generation prior to Roe v. Wade, on a warm day in August-a small, painful beginning in which she had been an unwilling participant, yet one that would shape her destiny. She is adopted into a loving home with another child that would become her beloved brother. She finds herself pregnant; she's a teen and a college student, abandoned at the news. The options are obvious, but there is only one decision she could make: to give her child up to a family praying for one, and walking away. Saving Grace is more than a story of adoption. It's a deep look into family-at hope and faith and why we end our days surrounded by souls that may not bear our name or share our blood, but who are our true family.
Available at Amazon (USA, Au, Japan, UK, and Italy) and Barnes and Noble.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
A Chapter From Small Town Roads - Xulon Press - Christmas 2016
We don’t have to speak for our intentions to be read.
We don’t have to speak for our intentions to be read.
Speech seems like a simple thing, a coordination of muscle and bone, nerves and tongue, something within us, just as the ability to control and guide both weapon and machine lay slumbering within the wrists and hands. We can stay silent, but the words are still there.
Man experiences things of great magnitude and cannot speak of them at all. An artist or craftsman creates something that was part of them, honed into art or machine. On completion, they say no words, they call no one, and they simply put down their tool, their brush, and stare at their vision, incarnate.
Veterans come home from battle empty of all words, bound together by only that identical experience which they can never forget and dare not speak of, lest by speaking of darkness, they are wrapped in its chains. First responders and law enforcement officers often relate as they too see so much death that never again, as long as they breathe, will they ever truly go to sleep alone.
Man experiences the mundane, the meaningless, tweeting and texting of it feverishly. It is as if, by doing so, inconsequential acts become more than the passing of time by the imminently bored. The words can uplift but they can also sting like so many insects, their incessant noise, finally dimming to a hum.
We speak in different languages, and even when speaking the same language, we often don’t communicate, and when we do, we often don’t truly mean what we say. Promises can be nothing more than words and oaths empty air, especially when election times near, wherein contests of fierce and empty oratory are somehow, retroactively, supposed to make us believe, any more than they can make us forget.
We speak in the language of the past, chants unchanged in generations hanging in the air as God is placed into a golden cup, there underneath the eyes of angels. We speak in the language of silent prayer, calling upon God and our reserves, saying prayers without words, as we draw near our weapon as we enter what could be hell on earth.
Words can support, they can heal, with gentle utterance after a nightmare in the still of the night, the soothing voice that smoothes the frayed edges of a day with nothing more than the touch of supple prose. Words can injure, cutting like a knife, discharging like a spark of electricity, those words, from someone we love, marking us always with their wounding.
Words, a movement of lips and tongue that can cause laughter or pain; that can divide or conquer. Even in a nation where English is the official language, in parts of our country, there are whole neighborhoods where you won’t hear it spoken.
Sometimes one doesn’t need to speak at all.
On any given day, tragedy and the earth collide, flood, tornado, the plunging of a mighty machine into a peaceful neighborhood. The details differ, but the response is always the same. When disaster strikes, the land itself turns mute and those that remain, stand simply as silent instruments unable to make a sound.
I didn’t fully understand that until the tornado came through our town last night, leveling several homes a mile or so north, leaving others, like mine and most of my neighbors, miraculously standing. We were lucky, in that there were no deaths, the majority of the homes having basements and a good tornado warning system. But as we came up from our basement, our house untouched but for a tree that took out the front porch, it was as if what I viewed was a completely different town.
Harry, my elderly friend from across the street, was on the sidewalk, Evelyn holding on to him, shaken but unhurt. Ezekiel and Miriam waved from down the block, his shop roof damaged but the structure intact. But just down from Harry’s home, Betty, the widow that lives there stood in front of what remained of her house of 60 years. It was one set further back from the road than the others, the back portion of the house completely missing its roof and some walls, not even a photo of her failed dreams, left where the wind rushed through those rooms. She cried silently, in the faded robe she fled in, as one of the neighbors came over and put her arms around her. Behind all of the homes across the street from us, there were so many trees downed, limbs flung through windows, shattering them as if they were thrown like a lance.
A young woman, her face growing older by the minute, stumbled from the walkout basement of the home that had sold when I moved in, a solitary figure, clutching only a stuffed animal, making a path towards what is known. Her brother, off in military service, was letting her live there to care for the place while she attended a community college in a town not too far east of us. We beckoned her to come over to us, and though I am probably only ten years older than she, like Evelyn does with me, I hold her in a mother’s protective embrace.
The older couple from the corner of the block lost a brand new outbuilding they had painstakingly constructed behind their house. They now could only look at the work of their sweat and tears strewn about for miles by the force of nature, the wind thick and warm, like blood spilled, pooling around what little remains. A lone tree stood among so many that were downed, torn out by the roots, its nervous branches bent down as if hoping not to be noticed.
The first responders arrived, standing for just a moment, still and mute, hands unmoving beneath the invisible stain of what was, always, needless blood. For just a moment they stopped, as if by whispered breath or the movement of disturbed air, what little remains, would crumble.
They gathered, moving in and around, the firefighters, emergency medical personnel, law enforcement officers, wearing blue and black and yellow. Such garments, solemnly worn, exchanged for lives that used to be ordinary, worn as they shape something from chaos, coercing that terrible blood wind to give up a sound, the forlorn echo of someone who might have survived underneath the carnage. I waved at an officer I worked with, seeing the relief in his eyes that I was unhurt, feeling like I should be doing something more to help. I realized that I was still in shock as I held my neighbor to me to comfort as beneath my bathrobe my precious child lay safe.
It’s surprising how much noise there was in the silence, of hope, of grief, of disbelief. It was a sound which one could almost, but not quite, capture, receding like dwindling song until there were only the shadows and the quiet. And then a small voice, “Can anyone help me?” low and faint as the Vespers of sleep. It came from a home that didn’t have a walkout basement, and a tree had gone through the sunroom. I had been there, and that would have blocked the basement stairs. Hopefully, the person is fine and can get out once the tree was moved.
Survivors and saviors, moved without sound, sending a message as loudly to the heavens as if they were one voice. People were helped from the rubble, the injured accessed, the grief-stricken comforted as best as one could, if only by a touch that resonated straight to the heart, bypassing a brain that could not accept its fate. There were no Teleprompters, there were no cue cards, and there were no words for boundless grief and regret. There was no language for this, no word, no sound; it’s defiant and imminent life, holding on.
Friday, April 24, 2015
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Monday, April 20, 2015
No one but you and I understands
what faithfulness is.
what faithfulness is.
Do not let me die until, for them,
all danger is driven away.
all danger is driven away.
Carmon Bernos de Gaesztold, The Prayer for the Dog
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