April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 24...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "X"

Xena, Warrior Princess

by Robin Davidson

Life and circumstances knock her on her knees
They tower above her, leering:
People
Illness
Loss
Hardships
Unexpected news
Impossible decisions
All snarling and snapping at her heels like hungry dogs
And sometimes she thinks
This time may be too much
This one might break her
This might kill her
She gives herself time to mourn
Then she slowly rises back up
Raises her head
stares the mongrels down
Sets her chin
And plunges ahead, strong and sure
Not because she IS strong and sure
But because she belongs to The One Who Is
And that's what makes her a princess.
What makes her a warrior
is not in her strength or victory
But in the getting back up.

~ Robin ~

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 22...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "V"

Spring Poem by Robin Lynn Davidson

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 19...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "S"

Untitled by Robin Lynn Davidson

Elizabeth stalked down the path that cut through the large city park.  She huffed and kicked at rocks and then tried to remember that the reason she had come to the park in the first place was to blow off some steam and calm down.  She forced her feet to slow their pace and took several deep, cleansing breaths.  Then she started a mental rundown of what was bothering her.

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 18...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "R"

In a previous post, I talked about writing reviews for my favorite television show Once Upon a Time on my friend's Disney blog.  On her other blog, Divas Who Save, I will be writing other reviews and tips in the coming days (as she just started this blog up after splitting the content off of her other blog).  Currently, I am working on reviewing two books, both either made into a movie or in the works to be a movie.  Alone Yet Not Alone is for ages eight and up and is a true historical story.  It's a fairly short book, at 160 pages and includes full color pictures from the movie.  My 11-year-old daughter, who is an avid reader, read it in an afternoon.  Now it's my turn to read it and collaborate with her to write the review!

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 12...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "L"

I changed my mind at the last minute and decided for my "L" post, I'd have some fun and post some limericks (some old, some new) that I've written.  L is also for "laugh" so have a good one!

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who carried corncobs in a bucket
They laughed him to scorn
For he didn't like corn
But he sure did like to shuck it!

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 10...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "J"

John 3:16

by Robin Lynn Davidson

Emily reluctantly forced her eyes open. She blinked in the early morning light filtering through the slats of the blinds. She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling and arguing with her resolve, then heaved a resigned sigh and shoved back the covers. She reached for the clanging alarm, then pushed herself up to a sitting position and swung her feet off the bed and onto the floor. She stumbled like a newborn calf to her laundry basket and fumbled through the tangle of clean laundry. She silently berated herself for not folding it last night, but she'd been so tired. She pulled on a t-shirt and yanked up her sweats. Walking into the living room, she was suddenly aware of how quiet it was this morning. It was early, but still, the noise of the Bohemian neighborhood could always be heard plainly in her one bedroom, third-floor apartment. She ate her customary morning yogurt (always strawberry flavored) and laced up her shoes. She tucked her key and her cell phone in her pocket and skipped down the stairs. Pulling her hair into a high ponytail, she sat on the front stoop to stretch. Then she looked around. No cars. No people. No noise signaling the beginning of the day. Odd, she thought, but didn’t dwell on it long, as she concentrated on stretching her hamstrings. Then she began to run.

April A to Z Blogging Challenge Day 4...Today's Blog Brought to You by the Letter "D"

The topic du jour is DEVOTIONALS, a sub-category of my writing.  A devotional is a short essay-type article that usually relates truth about God and His Word.  It can be delivered via an email subscription or contained within a collection of devotionals in a book.

I have started to write devotionals regularly on a friend's blog for her "Thoughtful Thursdays" as well as some archived posts on her other blog.  I have been writing devotions off and on since college.  I attended Bible College and majored in Bible with a concentration in Women's Ministries.  I didn't finish my degree, but I learned a lot from my Women's Ministries professor, including how to give and write devotions.  My English professor really wanted me to be a writer or a teacher, so I hope he would be proud that I am now writing, even though I politely declined when he suggested it.  In a funny twist, I met the friend that I write devotions for in an online devotional forum that I was leading and then she ended up transferring to my college.

What do Crocheting and Scripting Have in Common?

It's official!  I just got the call today that our ministry proposals were accepted by the church leadership, so I will be starting a crochet class/club and my husband and I will begin building a drama ministry at church.

Valentine's Day promotion for my book!

February 13 through 15 only, my novel will be available for free download from Amazon.  Most devices offer a free Kindle app--check your device or Amazon's website for details.  Click here! to download the book after midnight February 13!  Hurry!  Ends at 11:59pm February 15!

Read more about my book below...

My Writing

Next topic to tackle is my writing.

I have always loved to write and have been coming up with short stories and poems since I was in elementary school.  The first such that I recall was when my great-grandpa died and I wrote a poem for my great-grandma that we gave to her when my mom allowed me to miss school so she and I could drive from Kansas to Oklahoma to attend the funeral.  I was deemed old enough for my first funeral and my dad stayed behind with my younger brother.  I remember mom being especially touched and proud of the poem I wrote.