by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 26, 2011 | broken promises, Christian Writer's Guild, Cliff House, Darlene Turner, dreams, inhibitions, judging, learning, praising God, prayer | What If...
I feel him gaining ground and will my legs to move faster. I need to get to Mama’s room. I try to scream, but my voice is lost in the wind. I reach the mansion and stumble up the stairs. The glow under her door takes me by surprise. Is Mama awake? I push the door...
by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 19, 2011 | broken promises, Christian Writer's Guild, Cliff House, inhibitions, judging, learning, praising God, protesting, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Lucille removed each item from her bag and examined them before placing her notebook, pen, pencil, easer, and ruler on the desk. The chatter from the doorway caught her attention. Two young girls entered the room. One dressed in everything black–from her dyed...
by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 12, 2011 | | Uncategorized
Hi everyone. I’m currently in Colorado Springs (well, actually Manitou Springs) at a writing residency through the Christian Writers Guild. I’m learning from the best of the best!! Watch for my next post on Sept. 19th. Take care! Darlene...
by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 5, 2011 | broken promises, inhibitions, judging, praising God, prayer, protesting, relationships, seasons, unconditional love, what if | What If...
She sat on her porch in her favourite spot overlooking the front yard. The maple saplings she planted with her husband when they were first married had grown and now stood as sentinels protecting her property. The tire swing hanging from the oak tree swayed in the...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 29, 2011 | broken promises, inhibitions, judging, praising God, prayer, protesting, relationships, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Matthew sat on the front porch with his backpack beside him. He looked at his watch as he tapped his toe on the step. Late again. Can’t you ever be on time? Ever since his parents divorced, he spent every other weekend with his dad. And it never failed; his dad...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 22, 2011 | inhibitions, judging, praising God, prayer, protesting, relationships, unconditional love, what if | What If...
They stood at attention with swords raised as she walked through the village in the darkness. Her mission outreach lasted longer than normal and the path home took her through the toughest part of town. The most feared gang in this small community came out at dusk and...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 15, 2011 | inhibitions, judging, praising God, protesting, relationships, unconditional love, what if | What If...
I sat in my favourite spot on the couch, got out my knitting and turned on the television. My show was about to begin and I couldn’t wait to see how the season premiere would start. Would Kate really die? I hoped not. Would she remember that Castle told her he loved...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 8, 2011 | inhibitions, judging, praising God, protesting, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Cameron’s six-year old son stared at the untied laces on his sneakers. He picked them up, held them for a minute and dropped them as if they stung his hands. “Come on Steven,” Cameron said. “You can do it son. Just remember how I taught you.” A huge tear fell from...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 1, 2011 | inhibitions, judging, praising God, protesting, relationships, unconditional love, what if | What If...
She hummed the tune of a song that quickly became the theme of her life since she received the news. She looked to the sky and took in the wispy clouds splattered on top of the blue canvas. She let the gentle breeze whip her hair around in an unruly fashion. What did...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jul 25, 2011 | inhibitions, judging, praising God, protesting, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Michael lifted the envelope out of the box from under his bed and gasped at the familiar handwriting. He didn’t remember writing anything, let alone placing it here in this hiding spot. How is this possible? He ran his fingers over each letter of his name “Michael...
