Okay everyone, we're going to have a little contest to celebrate the release of NO SAFE HAVEN. From today until April 15th - you can enter as many times as you want, but every entry must have ALL the answers and your special word :)- we're going to host a little scavenger hunt. PLEASE READ THE ENTIRE POST CAREFULLY TO UNDERSTAND THE RULES TO ENTER.
The PRIZES:
A brand new WiFI Kindle. (value - $139)
An Alaskan Gift Basket. (value of $65)
Signed copies of No Safe Haven, Welcome Home, Pearl Girls AND two of Kim's CDs.
(One Grand Prize winner will receive all of the above, 3 others will receive the signed books and CDs)
Now here's the QUESTIONS:
1. In Welcome Home - why did the TSA suspect Kim of being dangerous?
2. In No Safe Haven - what kind of plane does Jenna Tikaani-Gray own?
3. In Welcome Home - how does Kim re-define normal? (full definition required)
4. In No Safe Haven - what mountain means "The Wife"? - original native name is required here - you may search on the internet for the answer if you haven't read the whole book.
5. In No Safe Haven - what does Jenna have of Marc's at the beginning of the story?
6. In No Safe Haven - what happened to the radio on the plane?
7. In No Safe Haven - what is VFR?
8. In No Safe Haven - what is the call sign of their plane?
9. In No Safe Haven - they are returning to Alaska from where?
10. In No Safe Haven and Welcome Home - what is the name of the condition that Kayla and Andie share.
Here are the RULES:
1) You must comment on the post for each entry using a word/phrase that is used in Alaska or about Alaska. (Examples: Denali is the tallest mountain in North America and is in Alaska. Or a nickname for Alaska is The Land of the Midnight Sun. Or the Iditarod, huskies, native Alaskan words, city names, etc. This should be fun, we have tons of cool words/phrases in No Safe Haven, but you can also look online.) Your comment must contain your name and the date along with your word or phrase.
2) Then send an email to: info at kimberleywoodhouse dot com with ALL the answers to the questions, placing your name and date and the word/phrase you used in your comment in the subject line of the email.
PLEASE FOLLOW ALL THE INSTRUCTIONS OR YOUR ENTRY WILL NOT COUNT.
3) You may enter as many times as you would like. BUT Each comment must use a DIFFERENT word/phrase than your other entries (or it will not be counted), and all email entries with the answers to the questions must have your name, date, and your Alaskan word. :)
4) Winners will be drawn randomly in a controlled environment. Winner will be posted on our blogs. If you do not comment on the winning blog post within 24 hours - you forfeit your chance at the prize(s) and another winner will be chosen. If you are chosen as the winner - Please allow 3-4 weeks for delivery of prizes won.
5) Of course, we'd love everyone to purchase the books to be able to find the answers, but you may also look online. :) There are several places that have the beginnings of both books posted, so there is no purchase necessary to win.
Happy Hunting! And we hope you enjoy No Safe Haven! Thank you for celebrating the release of our new book with us!
PLEASE tell all your friends so they can have the chance to win as well. :)
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Example of how to enter:
You MUST Comment in the comment section with a word/phrase. click on comments on any of the contest posts on any of our blogs. Enter your name and date and your Alaskan word or phrase - example: Kim, March 12, 2011, Iditarod
THEN - you MUST send an email to info at kimberleywoodhouse dot com
in the body of the email answer all the questions. Make sure your answer corresponds with the correct number. In the SUBJECT line of the email you must have your name, date, and word/phrase that you posted in the comment - example: Kim, March 12, 2011 Iditarod - should appear in the subject line.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Who Am I?
This question has been swirling around in my brain for the past several months. Our lives have changed drastically with the national media coverage, EMHE, and books coming out. They were wonderful things, but I've been very hesitant to say that they changed me. I never wanted the negative connotation to come with it i.e. "Fame changed her." It just sounded wrong.
Anyway, with all the computer crash/virus/craziness, deadlines, interviews, and regular life as wife, mom, and homeschool teacher, I've taken a hiatus from a lot of article writing and blogging.
Some of this was a good idea. I needed a break. Some of this made me feel guilty - because I was just positive that I was letting everyone down (and that the wonderful marketing people would get mad at me - LOL). And some of this just helped me beat myself up even more - because who really wants to read anything from me anyway? Right?
So I kept going back to the Casting Crowns song - Who Am I? And another beautiful chorus - Beloved. They both ask the question - WHO AM I?
Then Psalm 139 kept finding its way into my Bible Study, prayer time, and the words echoed in my brain.
I wrote in Welcome Home that I just wanted to be the best "me" I can be. I've failed a lot. But I'm excited to see what God will do through me - this cracked and broken vessel.
It's okay to have life's circumstances change you. It's okay to wonder who you really are. It's okay to leave it in God's hands and say, "Lord, I'm willing. I just want to do my very best for You."
Do you ever ask that question? Lord, who am I? I'm so unworthy?
Well, just keep reminding yourself that you are fearfully and wonderfully made. He doesn't call the equipped. He equips the called. He's not expecting you to be perfect. He just wants you willing.
To go and do whatever He calls you to do.
Anyway, with all the computer crash/virus/craziness, deadlines, interviews, and regular life as wife, mom, and homeschool teacher, I've taken a hiatus from a lot of article writing and blogging.
Some of this was a good idea. I needed a break. Some of this made me feel guilty - because I was just positive that I was letting everyone down (and that the wonderful marketing people would get mad at me - LOL). And some of this just helped me beat myself up even more - because who really wants to read anything from me anyway? Right?
So I kept going back to the Casting Crowns song - Who Am I? And another beautiful chorus - Beloved. They both ask the question - WHO AM I?
Then Psalm 139 kept finding its way into my Bible Study, prayer time, and the words echoed in my brain.
I wrote in Welcome Home that I just wanted to be the best "me" I can be. I've failed a lot. But I'm excited to see what God will do through me - this cracked and broken vessel.
It's okay to have life's circumstances change you. It's okay to wonder who you really are. It's okay to leave it in God's hands and say, "Lord, I'm willing. I just want to do my very best for You."
Do you ever ask that question? Lord, who am I? I'm so unworthy?
Well, just keep reminding yourself that you are fearfully and wonderfully made. He doesn't call the equipped. He equips the called. He's not expecting you to be perfect. He just wants you willing.
To go and do whatever He calls you to do.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Cover for RACE AGAINST TIME!!
Here it is peeps:
The cover for book #2 - Race Against Time! Isn't it beautiful?
The cover for book #2 - Race Against Time! Isn't it beautiful?
Monday, December 27, 2010
Don't Try This At Home...
The Sunday before Christmas, I attempted a feat only I would dare try.
Skiing down the stairs.
On my shin.
It didn't work. And it hurt.
Thus, the title of this blog...
Anyway, the REAL story is this (albeit much less glamorous) :
Sunday night after church, my friend (loyal and true) Carrie came over. I was still in my dressy outfit from the cantata that night. (Mistake #1)
After we caught up and had a good ol' heart-to-heart, I asked if she wanted to see how we'd rearranged all the rooms in the basement. (Mistake #2 - not that asking her was a mistake, I love Carrie dearly, but it was definitely too late at night and my pants were entirely too dressy...)
At the top of the stairs, I realized a dilemma. I normally wore four-inch heels with these particular pants. Why? Well, One - the incredibly cute and dressy pants demand that kind of footwear, and Two - my legs are just too stinkin' short. Anyway, back to the story - Carrie headed down the stairs first, and me and my big mouth and dressy, dressy pants started our descent. I said, "Watch me trip on my pants and fall down the stairs..." (Mistake #3)
Truer words have never been spoken.
And I fell.
It wasn't glamorous. It wasn't graceful. It wasn't even pretty.
But Carrie's football stance at the bottom of the stairs was all of the above. I wish I had a picture of her face. It was priceless.
And I treasure her even more as a friend. Carrie is no frail chick who danced around saying, "oh my goodess!" - she didn't even try to save her own skin and jump out of the way of "skiing Kim" as I hurtled down the wood stairs - no, this girl stuck out her own neck, ready to take the blow so she could stop my momemtum-building fall.
That's a friend, people. Just sayin'.
And me? Well, my leg is grotesque to put it mildly. The bruising and coloring just get better and better each day. :)
Sweet hubby has patched up the wall-(oh, by the way, did I mention that my knee punched a large hole in the sheet rock?), and I've learned valuable lessons. Things like:
-wear shin guards every time I head down the stairs
-never, NEVER say I'm going to fall-Even if I'm joking
-never wear the cute, dressy pants without the appropriate footwear
-grow longer legs
And for all of you who demanded a picture - well, here it is. This is three days after. I almost took another one today, but I'm afraid of scaring small children... and the elderly... So... just imagine it about ten times worse - That's what it looks like now. Hopefully in about a month, maybe it will be gone.
Skiing down the stairs.
On my shin.
It didn't work. And it hurt.
Thus, the title of this blog...
Anyway, the REAL story is this (albeit much less glamorous) :
Sunday night after church, my friend (loyal and true) Carrie came over. I was still in my dressy outfit from the cantata that night. (Mistake #1)
After we caught up and had a good ol' heart-to-heart, I asked if she wanted to see how we'd rearranged all the rooms in the basement. (Mistake #2 - not that asking her was a mistake, I love Carrie dearly, but it was definitely too late at night and my pants were entirely too dressy...)
At the top of the stairs, I realized a dilemma. I normally wore four-inch heels with these particular pants. Why? Well, One - the incredibly cute and dressy pants demand that kind of footwear, and Two - my legs are just too stinkin' short. Anyway, back to the story - Carrie headed down the stairs first, and me and my big mouth and dressy, dressy pants started our descent. I said, "Watch me trip on my pants and fall down the stairs..." (Mistake #3)
Truer words have never been spoken.
And I fell.
It wasn't glamorous. It wasn't graceful. It wasn't even pretty.
But Carrie's football stance at the bottom of the stairs was all of the above. I wish I had a picture of her face. It was priceless.
And I treasure her even more as a friend. Carrie is no frail chick who danced around saying, "oh my goodess!" - she didn't even try to save her own skin and jump out of the way of "skiing Kim" as I hurtled down the wood stairs - no, this girl stuck out her own neck, ready to take the blow so she could stop my momemtum-building fall.
That's a friend, people. Just sayin'.
And me? Well, my leg is grotesque to put it mildly. The bruising and coloring just get better and better each day. :)
Sweet hubby has patched up the wall-(oh, by the way, did I mention that my knee punched a large hole in the sheet rock?), and I've learned valuable lessons. Things like:
-wear shin guards every time I head down the stairs
-never, NEVER say I'm going to fall-Even if I'm joking
-never wear the cute, dressy pants without the appropriate footwear
-grow longer legs
And for all of you who demanded a picture - well, here it is. This is three days after. I almost took another one today, but I'm afraid of scaring small children... and the elderly... So... just imagine it about ten times worse - That's what it looks like now. Hopefully in about a month, maybe it will be gone.
Friday, December 10, 2010
The Grinch that Stole...
...blogs...
...and emails...
...and motherboards...
...and operating systems...
...and hard drives...
But I digress. I really do love the age of technology. Yes, even when it goes against me. Even when it has a heart 500 times too small.
So, I'm here to say - We're Back!!! Hopefully, prayerfully, joyfully. I now understand why emails have been getting lost for months upon months, our blogs have posted/unposted, and basically life in the land of social-media-techno-world stunk. :)
BUT - it hasn't stolen our Christmas spirit. We wanted to share with you a few pics of our Christmas decorating... and yes, I decorate way before Thanksgiving. Get over it. I LOVE Christmas. And I really like enjoying this season... hence - the putting-up-decorations-early mindset.
*** Rabbit trail warning ***(I've had hate-mail over this [not really, but it sounds so much more intense] - from those grinchy-type people who think Christmas music should NOT under any circumstances be played before turkey day is over. But I won't mention it... well, not any more. At least I'll try to remember. I've forgiven them. And I play Christmas music sometimes year-round. I'm not spiteful. Or ornery. Really. I promise. I just love Christmas.)
Ahem. Back to those Christmas pics ;)
I have never been accused of over-decorating.
...Or using too many lights...
...Or going overboard.
In any way.
On any thing.
Nope.
Not me.
Nuh uh.
I'm perfectly normal.
Yep.
Everyone decorates like this, right?
Okay, okay, so maybe you don't put up 15+ Christmas trees.
And maybe you actually have to use other (i.e. regular light fixtures) lights during the Christmas season to illuminate your home. (To which I say, what's the point in that?)
And airplanes don't head for your house like it's a runway...
And your friends don't tell you that "Christmas threw up" in your house.
LOL
I'm teasing. Christmas really is my favorite time of year. Love, love, love it.
But just in case you can't agree with me, or don't like to decorate, just look at this next picture.
You gotta admit she's too stinkin' cute for her own good. :)
Now doesn't that just make you smile?
So, here in Colorado, dreams of new un-grinchified computers will dance in our heads...
Merry Christmas!
...and emails...
...and motherboards...
...and operating systems...
...and hard drives...
But I digress. I really do love the age of technology. Yes, even when it goes against me. Even when it has a heart 500 times too small.
So, I'm here to say - We're Back!!! Hopefully, prayerfully, joyfully. I now understand why emails have been getting lost for months upon months, our blogs have posted/unposted, and basically life in the land of social-media-techno-world stunk. :)
BUT - it hasn't stolen our Christmas spirit. We wanted to share with you a few pics of our Christmas decorating... and yes, I decorate way before Thanksgiving. Get over it. I LOVE Christmas. And I really like enjoying this season... hence - the putting-up-decorations-early mindset.
*** Rabbit trail warning ***(I've had hate-mail over this [not really, but it sounds so much more intense] - from those grinchy-type people who think Christmas music should NOT under any circumstances be played before turkey day is over. But I won't mention it... well, not any more. At least I'll try to remember. I've forgiven them. And I play Christmas music sometimes year-round. I'm not spiteful. Or ornery. Really. I promise. I just love Christmas.)
Ahem. Back to those Christmas pics ;)
I have never been accused of over-decorating.
...Or using too many lights...
...Or going overboard.
In any way.
On any thing.
Nope.
Not me.
Nuh uh.
I'm perfectly normal.
Yep.
Everyone decorates like this, right?
Okay, okay, so maybe you don't put up 15+ Christmas trees.
And maybe you actually have to use other (i.e. regular light fixtures) lights during the Christmas season to illuminate your home. (To which I say, what's the point in that?)
And airplanes don't head for your house like it's a runway...
And your friends don't tell you that "Christmas threw up" in your house.
LOL
I'm teasing. Christmas really is my favorite time of year. Love, love, love it.
But just in case you can't agree with me, or don't like to decorate, just look at this next picture.
You gotta admit she's too stinkin' cute for her own good. :)
Now doesn't that just make you smile?
So, here in Colorado, dreams of new un-grinchified computers will dance in our heads...
Merry Christmas!
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