Today I asked author Christina Lorenzen op by and tell us about her newest book and what inspired it.
Memories of Sweet Christmases Past
Life has a way of sometimes throwing us into a spiral – challenges, changes and loss are no strangers to any of us. My own family has been through several losses over the last decade, making me long for days gone by. I truly understand that old adage ‘these are the good old days’. Perhaps that is why I love to write sweet romances with happy endings, stories that you let escape to a world seen through rose colored glasses.
So when I saw a Christian publisher’s call for stories with a snow globe theme I knew instantly this would be the perfect project for me. I had been wanting to write a Christmas novel for years, but had never found quite the right story to tell. This particular story, featuring a ‘special’ antique snow globe, would involve the heroine and/or hero traveling back in time. I saw the chance to write a Christmas story, travel back to a sweet Christmas during 1940 and revisit my love of snow globes all in one story. Perfect.
Though my own snow globe collection is fairly small, I’ve been fascinated with them since I was a child. Who doesn’t like to give those heavy glass snow globes a good hard shake and then watch wide eyed as the tiny silvery glitter flutters to the bottom? My aunt had quite a collection of them and each year I’d go from one to the other, giving it a shake so I could watch the scene inside slowly be covered by the magical glitter. The memory of one very old snow globe where a soldier and his sweetheart stood by a patch of snow covered trees sparked the idea that would become my first Christmas novel, Snow Globe Reunion.
The holidays are an emotional rollercoaster. There’s nothing like ‘going home for the holidays’, difficult family members and all. For Cary Sanders, going home to her parents’ home for yet another Christmas without a job or fiancé has her wishing she could go anywhere else. When her flight is canceled she finds herself in the airport coffee shop, sharing a table with a mysterious traveler named Mrs. Gibson. And when Mrs. Gibson seems to vanish in thin air, Carrie is left holding the bag – literally. Mrs. Gibson has left behind her tote and, after guiltily taking a peek, in it is an antique snow globe. With nothing better to do than lie around a bench and wait, Carrie can’t resist (like myself) giving that old snow globe a shake.
You’re going to have read Snow Globe Reunion to find out what happens, but here’s an excerpt to get you started.
Excerpt from Snow Globe Reunion:
“Not especially looking forward to the holidays this year, are you? Don’t you let a man ruin this time with your family. They come; they go. Sometimes the perfect man is right under your nose the whole time.”
Uncomfortable with this too personal exchange, Carrie steered the subject.
“I never introduced myself. I’m Carrie. And you are?”
“Expecting you.” The bright pink lips turned up in a big smile as the blue eyes glanced down at Carrie’s left hand.
“Mrs. Gibson. I was married for sixty years mind you. I know what I speak of. He’s out there. You just need to slow down and pay attention.”
This was beginning to sound like a conversation with her mother, she thought. The now cold cinnamon bun was no longer as appealing as it had been when she’d been standing in line. She sipped her coffee.
Giving up, Carried asked. “Sixty years? That is a long time. What happened to Mr. Gibson?”
The woman’s eyes narrowed. “What do you think happened to him?”
A grin flickered at the corner of the woman’s mouth. Suddenly her mother’s words rang in her ears. Never talk to strangers. Granted, she had been five years old, but right now she was sorry she hadn’t heeded them. Another thing she was sorry about. She supposed she could have prayed about that. About a lot of things. But they weren’t on speaking terms. Just one more thing for her mother to be disappointed about. The woman reached a ring laden hand out and covered Carrie’s own.
“Child, you have an overactive imagination. He passed last year. He was ninety-two years old. Being a lady, I’m not going to share my age with you, and you shouldn’t ask.”
I hope I’ve got you interested enough to pick up a copy of Snow Globe Reunion today. I guarantee you a sweet, fun holiday read. So tell me about a special snow globe that graces your home during the Christmas season.
Thank you for stopping by Christina. You can pick up a copy of Snow Globe Reunion on Amazon.