Dear readers, Lee is a special friend of mine. I love her stories, both contemporary and historical. Her attention to details of setting make it real to me. And her characters leap off the page and grab my heart.
Welcome back, Lee. Why did you become an author?
Welcome back, Lee. Why did you become an author?
I didn’t see
those first steps as “becoming an author.” I wonder if I would have taken them
if I had. But after writing as a volunteer and then part of a group of women
who put together some fictional stories, my husband and I had the life-changing
experience of being volunteer missionaries for six and a half years in Brazil . Many
people asked us to write about how that all happened and what we did in the
Amazon. Two years after retirement I began to put words on the page. I wanted
to show what missionaries and mission service are like. Very good, dedicated
(but not perfect) people with a strong calling from God are the modern heroes
of the faith, and I dared to try to illustrate their lives in fiction.
If you weren’t an author, what would be
your dream job?
I loved
teaching high school biology and chemistry, but had serious issues with my
vocal cords, probably due to throat surgery when I was ten. My dream job was to
be a medical doctor.
If you could have lived at another time in
history, what would it be and why?
That’s a hard
question, because every era is fraught with special pleasures and difficulties.
I used to dream of living in the future, but the world seems bent on a path to
become more dangerous and, in my opinion, less godly. I think I’ll just take
the era in which God placed me.
Me, too. What place in the United States
have you not visited that you would like to?
My husband
and I plan to drive through the American northeast this fall, and relish the
fantastic colors of creation. I’ve been to those states, but not in that
season. We visited Big Bend National Park in the spring, and Colorado ,
New Mexico , and Utah
last fall in conjunction with a trip to the new headquarters of Mission
Aviation Fellowship in Idaho .
We’ve lived in seven of the states and at least traveled through most of them,
including Alaska and Hawaii .
How about a foreign country you hope to
visit?
I’ve visited
about 49 foreign countries, but I never saw Italy ’s Amalfi coast. Maybe
someday. At this time, we’re enjoying the US of A.
What lesson has the Lord taught you
recently?
We are
blessed with remarkably good health and strength while many of our friends are contracting
incapacitating or fatal diseases. The Lord is teaching us how to be helpful,
comforting, and giving of our time and affection. We’re learning what to say,
what not to say, and respect for the privacy of others. A very wise old man
once told me, “ALWAYS tell the truth—but don’t be always tellin’ it!
Tell us about the featured book.
Katie’s
Quest is the first of a series of three novels with romantic threads
set in the Brazilian Amazon featuring missionaries. Here’s the blurb:
Katie Dennis committed
to serve as a nurse in the Amazon even after her fiancé died on a training
flight. She wouldn’t have lasted through the first mission trip if not for
Matt, a pilot born and reared in the jungle. But she’d never fall for a pilot
again.
Matt Gibbs,
missionary pilot, finally settled on a good choice for a wife, someone known to
his family all their lives. Why, then, did the new blonde nurse make him feel
like doing barrel rolls in the Amazon sky?
Romance and
unforeseen danger flow in the Brazilian Amazon as Katie searches for a
fulfilling and meaningful life—one that quickly becomes more exciting than her
wildest imagination!
Please give us the first page of the book.
Katie Dennis
stepped from the seaplane onto its float with her knees still shaking. Her
first flight ever in a light aircraft shook her from her dizzy head to her
clenched toes. With the constant motion now stilled she no longer felt ill, and
she tried to push away the lingering effects of panic at all the sudden drops
and bounces in the air. Her new job as a missionary nurse in the Brazilian
Amazon would require many flights like this, bouncing over the dense jungle.
She knew good
people died doing this. Knew it too well. This morning’s flight might have been
a shortcut to eternity.
“Come up onto
the wharf, Katie.” In the deep-water inlet, the pilot, Matt, stood on the
rough-hewn planks a foot above her with his hand outstretched. “Quick. The
wind’s blowing the plane back.” He’d tied it to a strong post, with some play
in the line.
She held her
breath, willed her legs to be firm, and locked her eyes on his. Their clear
blue beamed assurance at the same moment they caused a new tremor down her
middle. In the two weeks since joining Outreach for Christ, she’d decided no
missionary should be this handsome.
The distance
between them seemed too far a leap, but he looked into her eyes with absolute
confidence. If he didn’t think anything was amiss, she had to trust him. He was
the one with experience at getting in and out of a float plane. Placing her
hand in his, she extended one foot toward the flimsy planks. As she attempted
the wide step up, her foot pushed the plane back.
She tried to
reach it with her toes. Teetering over the dark water, she stretched
uncomfortably. Almost in slow motion, her foot slid on the slick aluminum
surface of the float behind her. Her breath caught. In an effort to save
herself from plunging into the murky waters of the Rio
Negro , she tightened her grip on Matt’s hand and pulled.
His eyes
widened in surprise. Instead of tugging her back, he wobbled, flailed his free
arm, and plunged forward.
She released
his hand and hit the water spread out like a butterfly in flight. The weight of
his body crashed onto her back, pushing her deep. Her last-instant half breath
wasn’t enough. Unable to see anything and unaware which way was up, she fought
the urge to inhale by clamping her hand hard over her nose and mouth.
She kicked,
landing blows against Matt, and his shoes struck her shins. Her feet sunk into
the gooey mud bottom as his strong arm encircled her waist. Instinctively she
pushed back. No. Matt was trying to save her. She forced herself to quit struggling
and trust him.
He gave a
mighty push off the bottom, and their heads broke the surface at the same time.
Katie gasped air, her eyes still shut against the river water streaming down
her face.
Beside her,
she heard him sucking air. “Can you swim?” His voice came from behind her,
right at her ear.
Hanging in
his arm, she had no space to dog-paddle. She swiped at water dripping from her
hair and cleared her vision. “Yes, but not usually with my shoes on.”
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Thank you, Lee, for sharing this book with
us. I love the way you take a reader to places we’ve only dreamed about and making
it so real to us.
Readers, here are links to the book.
Katie's Quest (Call to the Jungle) (Volume 1)
- Paperback
Katie's Quest (Call to the Jungle Book 1) - Kindle
Katie's Quest (Call to the Jungle) (Volume 1)
Katie's Quest (Call to the Jungle Book 1) - Kindle
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