Meet Author Joiya Morrison-Efemini

Today I am interviewing Joiya Morrison-Efemini, author of a newly released YA novel, Petrified Flowers. Let’s start by telling us a little bit about yourself.

I am a Christian wife to a wonderful man, and mother of four fantastic children. I gave up my career as a child advocate attorney ten years ago, to be at home full time with my kiddos. I began writing in the spaces between mothering as a way to still feel like an individual with my own thoughts and ideas. Writing has been such a beautiful creative outlet for me.

What is your book about?

Petrified Flowers is the story of a beautiful brown girl, fighting for her life against the despair that misfortune and loss can cultivate. It’s a story about how God uses us to change others, even as He is molding us. And, how we can lose ourselves in the mission to rescue other people. It’s a saga saturated with sisterhood, racial identity, and class distinction. Mostly, it’s a story about the love of God.

What is the inspiration behind your story?

As an African American, a Christian, and a woman, I always have an agenda. I want to inspire readers to delve into stories about people that don’t look like them. I want the message of the gospel to spill out from my pages. I want to write stories that affirm my daughters, and their daughters. Petrified Flowers was conceived on the day my family watched a documentary about a private school in New York City that stands directly across from public housing. The dichotomy in that film moved us all to tears. I placed Iris and her sisters in that complex, and imagined their world.

Do you have a day job? If so, how do you find time in your day to write?

My day job is raising four phenomenal children, and being a wife to a wonderful man. I write in the midst of the beautiful chaos that a family of six, plus a dog and a cat create. I wrote Petrified Flowers in between my childrens’ school projects and sports events, during their arguments and after their heartaches. I wrote it with their laughter all around me.

Are you a night owl or morning person?

I am a wannabe night owl who falls asleep on movies that start after 9 pm. I like to wake up early, before the rest of the house, pop in my headphones, and listen to a sermon or praise music while I run around my neighborhood.  

Were there any surprises that came up as you wrote your story?

I belong to a writing group made up of bright women who challenge me on every draft of every story and poem I submit to them. In an earlier draft of Petrified Flowers, one of the main characters died. There was a unanimous decision that I needed to develop that character. I fought it, but listened to their wisdom. The development of that character caused a love for her/him that just would not let me write her/his death. I believe the story is much better for it.

Are you part of a writing group?

Yes! And, their input is invaluable. The fact that we meet once a month puts a fire under me, holding me accountable to write pages they can critique. And, their questions and suggestions about my writing always inspire me to go deeper in character development, or take risks that I may not have done on my own. They are brilliant, fun, and honest. They are dear friends.

Do you experience writer’s block? What do you do to get through it?

When I’m not taking time and space for myself to commune with God, to exercise, and to observe moments of Sabbath, I do struggle with coming up with words, even when I have ideas swimming around in my head. Knowing this, I take my time with God seriously, I exercise committedly, and I rest. I’m still learning not to feel guilty for the resting. Being locked up during the pandemic has given me an excuse to nap, and to sit quietly. Running is a catalyst for my stories, and I have written countless stories and poems in my head during my runs.  

In a fractured world, Flowers bud in the deluge of God’s favor.

Tragedy uproots Iris and her sisters, all named after flowers, from the solid ground of middle-class life and plants them, unsupervised, in the rocky terrain of low-income housing. In a world where rain falls only on the privileged, Liam, a student who attends the elite private school directly across the street, proves refreshing as a summer gale, gushing joy into the sisters’ lives. Further nurtured by Ma Moore, a church elder who sprinkles the Flower sisters with spiritual wisdom, Iris embraces her Heavenly Father with steadfast urgency.

But when a student takes a hopeless leap from the school roof, Iris withers under the scorching realization that everything she thought she knew about privilege—and God—lies crippled. Petrified Flowers is the anthem of one African-American girl straddling three worlds. It is a song of hope, a triumph of faith, and a resounding refrain of the Father’s eternal love.

What’s next for you as an author?

I am currently researching and writing a novel about a Cherokee woman who marries an African slave in the 1800’s. The blended history of Natives and Africans in this country, and the parallels in their treatment, have always intrigued me. I am also journaling a series of poems and essays that has helped me to deal with the tragic and racially motivated deaths that continue to plague our society. I have been encouraged to create a collection for publication, but for right now, these stories are just for myself and my family.

Where can readers find you online?

Website: www.joiyamewrites.com

Facebook: Joiya ME Writes

The Tale of Two Twins

I met the woman I call my friend and twin on our first day of our freshman year of college. During our orientation class, we discovered how much we had in common. For one thing, we were the same height and weight. That was determined during a group exercise when the team was supposed to carry the lightest member of the team across a ravine.

As we got to know each other, we discovered we were a lot alike. We shared a love of books and strawberry shortcake among many other things.

We were together so much that we became known as the twins. When we were separate, someone would ask “where’s your twin?”

We had our differences, too. My friend was from the city of Detroit, and I was a farm girl.

Here is a photo of us taken in college:

We never cared about our differences, because they were outweighed by our similarities. We became best friends and did everything together. In our sophomore year we became roommates. We supported each other through the good times and the heartaches.

Before we left college at the end of our second year, we went to a pet store together and each got a kitten, which we kept hidden in our dorm room for the few days before we took them home with us.

Neither of us went back to the college after that summer. We lost touch with each other for a few years.

Then she called and asked me to be in her wedding. I got engaged and started planning a wedding, too. We stood up with each other in our weddings just a few weeks apart.

We didn’t keep in close touch after our weddings, except an occasional letter or photo. Then a few years ago, we reconnected on Facebook and our friendship picked up like we had never been apart.

We talked about getting our families together. We each have three children. She has a son-daughter-son, I have a son-daughter-son. We both married Christian men. Her marriage is 30 years strong, but I lost my husband after 20 years. My friend was very supportive of me during that time.

Our paths may have paralleled each other’s, but not everything about our lives is the same. When the tragic murder of George Floyd turned into protests, I sent my friend a message. I wanted to understand what was happening. We talked on the phone. She shared her fears for her family, and I became aware of the depth of racism in our country.

My friend lives in fear for her family’s safety. She prays every day that her children will not be racially profiled or even killed by the police just for the color of their skin. Her husband’s life is in danger every time he leaves the house. She lives in fear just for being the person God made her.

In contrast, my oldest son can drive anywhere and unless he is caught in a traffic violation, he won’t be stopped by the police. Her oldest son is repeatedly stopped and harassed by police. My daughter will never face job discrimination because of the color of her skin. My friend has herself been discriminated against and her daughter could be one day. My youngest son can walk around our neighborhood and not raise an eyebrow. Her son has to be careful where he goes on his bike.  

I am grateful for my friend. God brought us together and gave us a gift of lasting friendship. Racism can’t touch our friendship. I respect what she has been going through and want to be a part of the solution to end racial injustice.

I stand in support of my friend and her family. #BlackLivesMatter.

Meet the Author: Allison Pearl

My guest today is Allison Pearl, author of the romantic suspense “Love and Danger in St. Claire” series. Allison, I’ve enjoyed reading Glazed Suspicion. I especially liked the characters you created and the small town setting. Thank you for joining me today. I’m excited to introduce you to my readers.

Let’s get started by telling us a little bit about yourself.

I’m way more boring than my books. I’m a bit of a country girl who has lived in a lot of different places. But no matter where I am, I tend to be doing the same things: reading and playing with my pets.

What is your series about?

My ‘Love and Danger in St. Claire’ series is a collection of stories about the folks living in a small Pennsylvania town that has a few secrets buried underneath its country charm.

Were there any surprises that came up as you wrote your story?

Well… I’m not much of a planner or brain-stormer. I think of an idea, sit down and see what happens. So, to me, even the next sentence is a surprise.

How did you come up with the names of your hero and/or heroine?

When choosing names, I always focus on syllables and what names will sound kind of sing-song-ish together. Do I want a one to one syllable ratio, two to two, or a mix? Then, I just plug different names into the rhythm as I’m writing and hope they stick. 

Are you a plotter or a panster?

I wish I was a plotter, but the word ‘Outline’ is not in my vocabulary. The words ‘caffeine, deadline, and all-nighter’ replaced it a long time ago.

Do you reward yourself when a book is finished?

I reward myself when I finish a sentence. It’s a problem. Not for my books but for my waistline. I always snack when I write. My favorite writing snack is puppy chow. At least, that’s what I call it. I think in stores it’s called Muddy Buddies.

If you didn’t write books, what would you do for a living?

I’ve always wanted to own a used bookstore. I love recommending books to people and I love those cool little things about used books. Like notes in the margin, signatures on the front page, and old library stamps. All those little pieces of someone else’s history make the books so special.

Share your favorite excerpt from your book:

I love the back and forth between Josh and his sister, Lizzy, and this excerpt is a good example of that:

Nikki had disappeared upstairs. He thought he’d heard her crying as she fled. Lizzy stood by the staircase, gripping one of the white spindles. When she turned and glared at him, her jaw clenched. “Let me see. Nikki running upstairs upset after you say something stupid? Hmm… ” She tapped her bottom lip. “I think we’ve been here before, haven’t we, Joshie?”

What’s next for you as an author?

I think I’ll be living in this series for the near future. There’s still a lot of unanswered questions and hurtles the characters need to overcome. Look out for Book 3, Sprinkled with Sabotage, coming out in October.

Where can readers find you online?

To keep in touch and get updates on new releases follow my Facebook page ‘Books by Pearl’ at www.facebook.com/allisonnicolepearl/ or follow me on Twitter at @AllisonPearl5 and Instagram at @allisonnicolepearl.

Book three in the series, Sprinkled with Sabotage, will be released in October.

Meet the Author: Julie Arnold

Today my guest is Julie Arnold, author of the Christian romantic suspense novel, Nothing Ventured. Her book is set in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. As a Michigander myself, it is one of my favorite vacation spots. I’m so glad to have you join me today, Julie.

Let’s start by telling us a little bit about yourself.

I love indulging in romantic suspense whenever I get a chance. I’m a married mom of three, and I teach French in an all-girls private school. I’ve been a runner since I was thirteen, and Hallmark movies and milk chocolate are my guilty pleasures 🙂

What is Nothing Ventured about?

When Maizey’s fiancé dumps her one month before the wedding, she decides her life needs a reboot. But when mysterious threats put her life in danger, handsome business rival Jax Lawson runs to her rescue. Only trouble is…Sometimes your knight in shining armor is the one you can’t trust…

What was the inspiration behind the setting?

My grandparents, who are Canadian, retired in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. I have great memories from my teenage years, romping around on their eighty acres and sleeping up in the loft bedroom with my sister and cousins. My character Maizey’s house is the exact replica of Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Writing this story gave me the chance to relive some great memories in the wilds of the U.P.

What was the catalyst for your interest in writing?

I love to get lost in a story, whether I’m reading it or writing it. Fiction has always been my favorite escape. Novels allow me to live inside the minds of fascinating characters, visit faraway places or charming hometowns, and rejoice in heartwarming happily-ever-afters. I’ve always known I wanted to be a part of that world, even since I wrote my first story at seven years old.

Do you have a day job? If so, how do you find time in your day to write?

I’m a full-time French teacher at an all-girls college preparatory school. I absolutely love my day job, because my students are the BEST and I love teaching them French, another passion of mine. I’m also the mother of three young children, so yes, writing time is scarce. I carve out time by avoiding other responsibilities, such as dusting my house, LOL. In all seriousness, I do sacrifice a great deal of down-time in order to write. I hardly watch TV, chat on the phone, or troll social media. My “me time” is dedicated to my writing.

Do you reward yourself when a book is finished?

My reward is hours of editing!

No, seriously, getting to spend time with my “imaginary friends” (my characters) is my reward. When I complete a manuscript, I always experience a twinge of sadness. Like I’m breaking up with a boyfriend I still really love. I feel accomplishment and loss simultaneously, because I get really attached to my characters. Thank goodness for book series!

Who was your favorite character to create?

Nothing Ventured‘s heroine, Maizey. She’s the perfect balance of strong and fragile, like so many of us women. She’s smart and talented, but doubts herself sometimes. I relate to her humanness, her insecurities, and I also admire her courage and pluck in tackling those insecurities. My favorite character is one I can both admire and relate to.

Who was the first person you allowed to read your completed book?

My husband, Daniel. He’s always my beta reader. He’s a lawyer and a bit of a gear head, so he lets me know if my work contains any legal or vehicular inaccuracies. He also helps me pick out my characters’ cars.

Do you have a favorite author or book?

I really admire Denise Hunter and Colleen Coble. Denise Hunter creates sweet, heart-melting romances that linger in your mind long after you’ve read the last page. And Colleen Coble finds that perfect balance between love and suspense that keeps your heart racing. Love all their books!

Share your favorite excerpt from your book:

Dance with me,” Jax murmured, his lips brushing over her skin.

Dance with Jax? No, no, no! Her coordination was roughly on par with a swarm of mayflies blowing arbitrarily into people’s vinyl siding.

“Um…”

“C’mon, Maizey.” He chuckled at her gawkiness. “I promise I’ll return you just how I found you.”

“Thanks, but no.”

He gave her a look that could charm a grizzly bear. “Is it the dancing thing, or the ‘with me’ thing?”

She sighed. “I am the worst dancer on the planet. And with the added complication of high heels, I would be falling all over you.”

“Maizey, I’ve held on to twelve-foot trees in tree shakers with icy wind and snow pelting me in the face. I think I can handle a little slip of a girl in heels.”

Hoo, boy. She was jumpier than a crooked politician before a senate investigation committee. What if she danced with Jax and didn’t like it? What if she danced with Jax and liked it?


Where can readers find you online?

Website: https://jarnold793.wixsite.com/website

Facebook: @SylvaniaChristianAuthor

Twitter: @Jarnoldwriter

Blog: https://arnoldbooks.wordpress.com/