Tuppence van Harn

I write because my head will explode if I don't get it all out and frankly my husband is sick of being woken up at 4 am with ZOMG I HAVE AN IDEA and this is way cheaper than counseling. My first novel was rejected by over 80 different publishing houses in three countries. A few years later I re-read that novel and concluded the publishers were right. Good grief it was awful. I decided maybe I needed to leave it until my retirement years when I didn't have to earn a living, and when I had actually learned HOW to write.

On Thanksgiving 2013, I got tired of waiting around to grow old and figured that creative writing course back in college would have to be sufficient. I penned my second novel, A Season For Joy, in less than 26 days and mostly during my kids' nap time. It felt amazing. I want to do this forever.

As for me personally: I was born in 1971 in California but I currently live in the Netherlands (Holland). Food is my weakness followed closely by architecture. I hate the beach, especially the sand. I don't like nutella. I love good manners. My favorite season is autumn. I think sarcasm is awesome. I have an unhealthy attachment to certain video games. I love historical re-enactments and anything else giving me an excuse to dress up in period clothing. My goal is to be the ultimate housewife: happy kids, happy husband, cook amazing meals, and be able to vacuum without spilling my martini. Sadly, I only seem to have the martini part down. I consider it a work in progress.

Blog: http://www.momfetti.com

• The Lutheran Ladies' Circle: Plucking One String on April 11, 2014
  
  I gave this book a five star rating simply because at one point I felt compelled to stop reading, copy three paragraphs, and email it to a friend halfway around the world because she HAD to read this one part as soon as she woke up. HAD TO. A book that screams "share me now" is a good book. Period. As for the story itself... I am not Lutheran, so the explanations behind the symbolism used were fascinating and educational, and valuable as they helped me visualize some of the scenes at a deeper level. And even though the book was about a church committee in a church doing churchy things, it wasn't dripping with churchiness (is that even a word?) to the point where I felt like I was at the bottom of a sermon. I didn't at any time feel preached at. The story itself is two fold. It tells of a year in the life of a church going through changes in both leadership and traditions, as well as what happens in the private lives of a few of the members of that generic Ladies' Committee found in pretty much any church, school, club, or what have you. They are bound together only by a mutual love for their church community, which leads naturally to conflict, tension, mis-understanding, practical jokes, passive aggressive comments, manipulation, and power-plays. There is also forgiveness, empathy, sympathy, bonding, a group hug, and compromise. It is well rounded, taking the reader through several highs and lows, and at no time appears flat or static. Importantly, everything is absolutely believable. It feels real. It feels honest. The read was quick and light. I laughed out loud (literally) at several moments and sniffled back tears at a few others. The only moment that left me scratching my head involved the incident on Easter morning and Lorena. It felt too vague and I was left feeling that I wasn't getting the punchline and/or message. And I am pretty sure I am a bad person because I thought the hamster incident was incredibly funny. And I loved the whole concept of Saint Scary. And I am leaving it vague so as not to ruin it with a spoiler. My only other negative remark (if you can even call it that) is that some chapters were headed with scripture, and others just standard chapter titles. I wish all were headed with scripture as I felt those were more thought provoking and set the emotional tone without giving anything plot related away. I haven't had the guts to try the jello salad recipe included at the end. But I love the fact it is there.