Welcome back, Anglea. God has really been
moving in your writing life. What do you see on the horizon?
I don’t look at the horizon; that’s not my job. My job is
simply to complete the task the Lord sets before me every day. Some days that involves writing, sometimes it
involves serving in my community, some days it involves being with my family. That’s
how God moves in my life—he moves in all of it.
Tell us a little
about your family.
I’m married to a youth pastor, we have two children, two
mastiffs, and the Grandest Baby in all the world.
Has your writing
changed your reading habits?
If so, how? Not really. I’ve always been a voracious reader,
reading just about anything that strikes my fancy.
What are you working
on right now?
A confidential nonfiction project. Can’t say any more than
that.
What outside
interests do you have?
I’m interested in everything, but at the moment am
particularly keen on photography.
How do you choose
your settings for each book?
Totally depends upon the plot—sometimes you have to have a
certain locale for a plot development—and where I want to travel.
If you could spend an
evening with one historical person, who would it be and why?
That’s an obvious answer: Jesus of Nazareth.
What is the one thing
you wish you had known before you started writing novels?
I wish I’d known that a significant revolution awaited the
publishing industry in 2002.
What new lessons is
the Lord teaching you right now?
That my life—not just my writing—is ministry. And that what
I do is not who I am.
What are the three
best things you can tell other authors to do to be successful?
1. Stop trying to be successful, because everyone defines
“success” differently.
2. Write a book you’d enjoy reading.
3. Go to a writers conference once, learn all you can, and
start writing. Don’t spend all your time dreaming of work you could be doing if
you didn’t spend all your time dreaming.
Tell us about the
featured book.
After growing up as an only child, Amanda Lisandra wants a
big family. But since she and her soldier husband can’t afford to have
more children right away, Mandy decides to earn money as a gestational carrier
for a childless couple. She loves being pregnant, and while carrying the
child she dreams of having her own son and maybe another daughter…
Just when the nearly perfect pregnancy is about to conclude,
unexpected tragedy enters Mandy’s world and leaves her reeling. Devastated
by grief, she surrenders the child she was carrying and struggles to regain her
emotional equilibrium.
Two years later she studies a photograph of the baby she
bore and wonders if the unthinkable has happened—could she have
inadvertently given away her own biological child? Over the next few months
Mandy struggles to decide between the desires of her grief-stricken heart
and what’s best for the little boy she has never known.
Oh, my goodness. What
a dilemma. Please give us the first page of the book.
Marilee
and I were trying to decide whether we should braid her hair or wear it in
pigtails when Gideon thrust his head into the room. Spotting me behind our
daughter, he gave me a look of frustrated disbelief. “Don’t you have an
important appointment this morning?”
Shock
flew through me as I lowered the silky brown strands in my hands. Of course,
this was Monday. At nine I had a tremendously important interview with the Pinellas County school system.
I glanced
at the pink clock on my four-year-old daughter’s bureau. I had only an hour to
shower and dress, drive across Tampa
Bay , and find the school
system’s personnel office. Somewhere in the mad rush I also needed to rehearse
my responses to standard interview questions, calm my nerves, and call the
grocery so they’d know I’d be late.
How could
I have let time slip away from me on such an important day? Good thing I had a
helpful husband.
“Gideon!”
I yelled toward the now-empty doorway. “Can you call Mama Isa and tell her I’ll
be late this morning?”
“Just get
going,” he yelled, exasperation in his voice. “Your coffee’s in the kitchen.”
I
squeezed Marilee’s shoulders. “I’m sorry, sweet girl, but this morning we have
to go with something quick.”
“Okay.
Can I wear it like Princess Leia tomorrow?”
I
frowned, trying to place the name. Was she one of the Disney princesses? “How
does Princess Leia wear her hair?”
“You
know.” Marilee held her hands out from her ears and spun her index fingers in
circles. “She has honey buns on her ears.”
I
laughed, placing the image—she was talking about the princess in Star Wars. “Sure,
if you want to have honey buns over your ears, that’s what we’ll do. We aim to
please.”
I pulled
the long hair from the top of her head into a ponytail, looped an elastic band
over it, and tied a bow around the band. Then I kissed the top of her head and
took a moment to breathe in the sweet scent of her strawberry shampoo. “Love
you,” I murmured.
She
grinned. “Love you, too.”
I
returned her smile and hurried into my bathroom.
Twenty
minutes later I stood in my closet, wrapped in a towel and dripping on the
carpet. What to wear? I had a nice blue skirt, but the waistband had lost its
button and I had no idea where I’d put it. The black pantsuit looked expensive
and professional, but sand caked my black sandals because I wore them to the
beach last weekend.
“Baby
girl?”
“In
here.”
The
closet door opened and Gideon grinned at me, a fragrant mug in his hand.
“Aren’t you ever going to learn how to manage your schedule?”
I grabbed
the mug and gulped a mouthful of coffee. “Maybe I like living on the edge.”
“And Mama
says I have a dangerous job.” He waggled his brows at the sight of my towel.
“Pity you don’t have any extra time this morning.”
“And too
bad you have to get Marilee to school. So off with you, soldier, so I can get
my act together.”
Chuckling,
Gideon lifted his hands in surrender and stepped away from the closet. “Okay,
then, I’m heading out. But you’re picking up our little bug from school today,
right?”
I dropped
the blouse I’d been considering. “I’m what?”
“Our
daughter? You’re picking her up this afternoon because I’m leading a training
exercise.”
For an
instant his face went sober and dark, reminding me of the reason he’d been so
busy lately. The military had to be planning something, an operation Gideon
couldn’t even mention to an ordinary civilian like me.
“Sure.”
My voice lowered to a somber pitch. “I’ve got it covered.”
He
nodded, but a hint of uncertainty lingered in his eyes. “Mandy—”
“I’ve got
it, so don’t worry.” I shooed him out the door. “Tell Marilee I’ll see her
later.”
Gideon
nodded and left the bedroom, his combat boots thumping on the wooden floor.
A snap of
guilt stung my conscience, but I had no time for remorse. I needed a
better-paying job and Pinellas
County needed a middle
school cafeteria manager. Rarely did any school have a mid-year opening, and
this interview could be the answer to all my prayers . . .
I opened
a drawer and pulled out a pair of panty hose, then hesitated. No one wore hose
anymore, especially not in the Florida
heat, but for this job I’d wear rubber sheathing if they expected me to. I had
to look my best, I had to dress to impress, and I had to get across the Howard Frankland
Bridge in record time. No
one expected a lunchroom manager to look like a fashion icon, but everyone
expected her to show up on time.
A brown
skirt hung behind Gideon’s gun safe. Though the suede material would be hot and
heavy, at least the garment had buttons and a hem. I grabbed it, then yanked a
utilitarian white shirt from a hanger. Ready or not, I had to get moving.
A few
minutes later, as I fastened the buttons at the sleeve, I noticed a reddish
stain on the cuff, probably from Marilee’s cranberry juice. With no time to
change, I rolled both sleeves up to the elbow.
I brushed
my teeth and hair, swiped mascara across my lashes, and thrust my feet into a
pair of worn loafers. I stepped back for one final look in the mirror, then
shook my head. I looked more like an absent-minded blonde than a manager, but
maybe the interviewer wouldn’t mind. I’d impress her with my professionalism.
I ran
back into the bedroom, grabbed my oversized leather tote from a hook on the
door, and hurried out to my car.
I can’t wait to read
this one. How can readers find you on the Internet?
Type my name into Google and click “enter.”Angela Hunt is celebrating the release of The Offering with a Nook HD Giveaway and an Author Chat Party on Facebook {6/5}.
One winner will receive:
- A Nook HD
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18 comments:
It's been way too long since I read an Angela Hunt book. I love her writing and the class she and Nancy Rue put together, affectionately dubbed, "Nangie 101."
Please enter me in the giveaway.
susanjreinhardt @ gmail DOT com
I don't know if I've ever read any of Angela's books. I did see The Note movie!
Patty in SC
This sounds like a wonderful story. I look forward to reading it.
California
lkish77123 at gmail dot com
Loved the interview with Angela. The Offering sounds like a good read and perhaps a tear jerker. I would love to win a copy of this book.
Blessings!
Judy B from Indiana
You are a new author to me and your book sounds intriguing and mysterious= wondering if you gave away a baby and not certain!
sharon, CA
This sounds like a great story, would love to win it! Thank you for the chance. Judy C. in Louisiana.
thanks for the chance to read this novel
karenk...from PA
kmkuka at yahoo dot com
Thank you so much for the fabulous chapter. I look forward to reading more of THE OFFERING.
Mary P
QLD AUSTRALIA
Wow - fascinating! What a consideration for those considering surrogacy - would love the chance to read this. Blessings! Jeanie in Phoenix
I'd love to read this book!
-Melissa M. from TX
We have Angela's books in the Church Library.
I entered her contest yesterday.
Thanks for the giveaway.
Janet E.
von1janet(at)gmail(dot)com
Florida
Love Angela's books! We also have many of them in our church library. Helps that I'm the librarian. lol This sounds like a very emotional book! I'll keep the tissues handy!
Cyndi Wilson
AL
Enter me!!
Sharon Richmond
Blanch,NC.
sharonruth126@gmail.com
Your book sounds awesome!!! The plot seems wholly unique and I love that. That's difficult to do. I don't think I've ever read anything by Angela and I would love to try this. For myself, I try to be a good example of Christianity and let others inquire about my faith. Then I feel free to share. I like church services but I have narcolepsy so attending is hard. Kristie from Ohio. kristiedonelson(at)gmail(dot)com Thank you.
Please enter me looking forward to reading this book.
Lourdes Long Island NY
This sounds heart-wrenching and fascinating. I'm in MN.
Angela Hunt is one of my favorite authors. I've read many of her books and will be reading this one. I would love to win a copy!
I live in Tennessee.
That is amazing to sell four million copies of your book, Angela! I'd enjoy reading The Offering.
Beth from Iowa
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