“Meet Me On the porch” by Erin Stevenson Book Tour and Giveaway
About the Book
Book: Meet Me on the Porch
Author: Erin Stevenson
Genre: Christian fiction
Release date: May 13, 2022
Brynne Lockwood has come home to Brattleboro, Vermont after a humiliating job loss. She’s weary and broken, and still hasn’t truly forgiven herself for a former unhealthy relationship with long-lasting consequences. She doesn’t believe that she deserves anything good and can’t imagine that God could ever use her.
After recovering from a shattering loss, Pastor Adam Johnston is on his way to a new assignment. A mix-up takes him and his baby daughter to beautiful southern Vermont. If he stays, he’ll face opposition, but God has prepared his heart for ministry, and he’s committed to serving there.
Adam and Brynne connect quickly and unexpectedly, but circumstances demand that they be cautious.
Now, you are invited to join Adam and Brynne on the porch at her grandparents’ home—a special place where you’ll experience their joy as Adam and Brynne build a friendship rooted in Biblical principles, find healing for their wounds, and discover God’s plan for their lives.
I really liked “Meet Me On The Porch” by Erin Stevenson. It is a story about forgiveness, both from God and yourself for past sins. It is also a story about second chances for love. Yes, the story is bittersweet as it deals with loss.
I was ok and the tears weren’t falling until the last chapter and the characters planted a tree and I started thinking back to a month ago when we planted a tree to honor my son and let the grandsons help. It made me realized that we did make the right decision to put one in our front yard and I am glad that the author told Lace that she could decorate the tree anyway she wanted, we also told our grandsons that they could decorate our tree anyway.
This story shows that sometimes what’s seems a mistake isn’t really one. Or to put it a different way is God uses people miss-up’s as a way to put His plans in order.
I received a complimentary copy from the author and Celebrated Lit and these opinions are my own.
About the Author
Erin has been writing fiction since 2014 and is published independently and with Pelican Book Group and Winged Publications. She is a 2021 American Christian Fiction Writers Carol Award Finalist.
Erin was raised in Illinois and has lived in many places in the U.S., including on both coasts, but is a Midwest girl at heart. She spent many years as an educator from pre-school through college levels, and currently works in communications for a global corporation.
When she’s not writing, Erin loves spending time with her children and grandchildren, and playing in the garden (which equates to mostly pulling weeds) at her central Iowa home. Her secret indulgence is plain M&Ms.
More from Erin
This book is part of Pelican Book Group’s Destination Romance collection, one set in each of the 50 US states. There were three random objects required to be worked into the plot: lace, shampoo, and a shovel. The twist was that they had to be presented in an interesting way—not, for instance, “Brynne was disappointed to discover that her favorite shampoo was out of stock.”
Here’s an excerpt of how I incorporated shampoo into this story:
Adam led her to the swing. After she sat, he set the mug on the table, then picked up a bulky case and placed it on top.
Adam smiled. “This is my sample case. Allow me to show you my display of shampoos.”
“Yes. I have orange blossom, lemon verbena, strawberry vanilla.” He lifted out each bottle and lined them up. At least six more followed, each a different scent. “And this one is—um, oh, sorry, that’s for lice.” He grimaced.
Brynne nearly spewed her drink. “Adam Johnston, what are you doing?”
“I’m a shampoo salesman.” He lifted a shoulder. “Last night you said you would date me if I was a pilot or a shampoo salesman.” He sighed. “I’m terrified of flying.”
She had to hold her laughter as she put her hand over her heart. “You are beyond cute. Where did you get all this stuff?” A giggle escaped.
He let out a sigh. “It wasn’t easy, believe me,” he muttered.