"Echoes of Eden" Dayle King Searle

                On my last birthday I turned old. I know this because of several things. First, a few weeks before my birthday I was helping my granddaughter Ellie practice for a spelling test. One of the words was “old.” I went down the list, pronouncing each word and using it in a silly sentence, then having Ellie spell it. When I came to “old,” before I could come up with a silly sentence, Ellie very matter-of-factly said, “Like you, grandma.”                 Ellie is in the first grade. She thinks anyone over the age of 15 is old, so her words alone didn’t clue me in that my looming birthday would brand me as old.

Thank you to April at The Fictional Housewife Blog for her great review of my book. You can see it at the link below. The Fictional Housewife: The Reluctant Courtship of Jack Allan by Dayle Kin...

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     Recently I was invited to  attended a meeting of a book group who had read my book. In giving my writing background, I mentioned that a story I had written won first place in the 1999 Donna J. Stone Literary Awards, which is sponsored by American Mothers Inc. The women in the group said they would like to read that story. So here it is for the women in the Serendipity Book Group, and anyone else who would like to read it as well.

My Book was reviewed on the blog Katie's Clean Book Collection. Use the link below to check it out. Katie's Clean Book Collection: The Reluctant Courtship of Jack Allan by Dayle Kin... : ..

My husband and I recently had the opportunity to go on a trip to Rome. In one word, amazing! The people were friendly, the food was delicious, and the sites were unbelievable. It seemed as if every picturesque cobblestone alley opened into a piazza with an elaborately carved fountain and around every corner was yet another magnificent basilica. Ancient pillars of marble dotted the city like chocolate chips in a cookie, and anything less than five hundred years old was considered contemporary.

                When I was ten years old, I wrote a poem for an assignment in Mrs. Search’s fourth grade class. My older sister Sharlynn read my poem and said, “That’s really good. You should be a writer.” Sharlynn’s words triggered something in me, and from that moment on, I knew I wanted to be a writer.                 Having come to this momentous decision, I immediately sat down and wrote an account I had heard of my great, great grandmother who came to the United States from Denmark at the age of sixteen. Someone in my family helped me send my story to The Children’s Friend . Many months later it appeared in the magazine on their children’s page, and I had my first intoxicating taste of being published. This prompted me to write a novel. I was at that time enamored with Nancy Drew, and inspired by her, I wrote a mystery. I don’t r...