Hey, have you been wondering why I haven't been having more to say about my books? Well, I was pretty dissatisfied with my experience with self publishing so really didn't really want them to sell under the circumstances.. Right now I am really hard at work reediting Mary's Diary, and have a terrific, new editor to go over it after I am done. Furthermore I have a new cover picture that I'm considering that is infinitely better than that dark, dull one. Meanwhile, here's an appetizer...
Listen, I won't even pretend to have a corner on the history of Jesus as a child. This is pure imagination.
The life of Jesus through His Mother's eyes,
Dear Diary,
H'm. It's pretty quiet around here. I wonder what the boys are up to. I finished making the soup for dinner, checked to see if baby Lydia was still asleep then wandered outdoors. James was close by. He called to me and I duly admired what he was building in the sand pile with scraps of lumber from the carpenter's shop.
"Where's Yeshua, (Jesus), "I soon asked.
"He went to yonder woods to feed the little folk, " James solemnly replied as he stuck a row of sticks in the ground.What a perfect day to be out of doors. I walked eagerly down the path to 'yonder' woods. Since no one was around I
