Jasmine Hill Writes

This is Walter Higgins’ story. His story is his own. Born of pain And heavy blame, And preconceptions thrown. If we see our own reflection In this story that is his. Feel the pain And live the blame And know the lesson that it is, Remember that each story carries Examples for us all, To hold some dear, And some to fear When the darkness comes to call. To Walter, this is no example, To him, it’s only life. Born of pain, And heavy blame, And joy that turned to strife. This is Walter Higgins’ story, Respect that it’s his own. Yet should you feel, A soft appeal, Your story, now, has grown. -Jasmine Hill Find out what happens to Walter Higgins. Enter to Win a Free Book!

Need a short read that will draw you in and creep you out? Then don't miss "The Trapping" book launch on February 7th.     Giveaway drawing on the 8th! Walter Higgins just wants to get home after serving in WW2, but when his car breaks down he is forced to stay at a remote victorian inn. Whether or not he comes out again whole is for his story to tell. Click the   link below to enter the drawing on February 8th!  Book Giveaway!

If you miss the days when movies held your attention and made you feel something - than Gemini Man is for you.  I love a good action movie like anyone else, but action without heart falls flat. I want to connect with characters. Feel for them. Understand what is happening to them - that's a big one that a lot of movies often miss. I want their worlds and relationships to feel real. Added points if I'm fighting along with them for some kind of justice and truth. Within the first few minutes of Gemini Man, I was thinking "Ok, this MC, Henry, feels real. He may be the best at what he does, but I can relate to him in little ways as a human being. He wants to slow down. He wants peace in his life. I get that." I was particularly impressed with his interactions with other people. He has conversations that give you the impression that he's talked to some of these people before and he intends to again. Which is how most of us converse. Dialogue written with the so

What do you learn if you don't remember? And does it truly follow that happiness means forgetting? So many are so quick to call remembering, wallowing. A whiff of remembering makes them cut you off - shut you down. You aren't being grateful. You aren't being happy.  But I assert - I can be happier for the remembering. I can be smarter for the remembering. I can be stronger for the remembering.  Forget what life has taught you if you like. I will not. Photo by Martin M Hernandez Tena from FreeImages

Have you ever paused to think that those who came before Had fears and loves and little cares upon this temporal shore? They gazed on those same mountain tops that you do look on now. The ocean that inspires you did cause their heads in awe to bow. Some loved their own as you do yours and hated seeing pain; Some loved themselves and hoarded gold and treasures, all in vain. But never think that what they thought and felt applies no more. For paths they took effect your own - the paths of those who came before. Tiny babes know nothing more than the world they've been bequeathed: A world in which their thoughts are shaped by those long buried underneath. And so, in turn, think long and well upon the path you'll follow, To know that, when you came before, you brought the truth to your tomorrow.

Dear Dr. Dobson,          I grew up listening to Adventures in Odyssey every night before bed. "Focus on the Family" were four words that thrilled and gave me a feeling akin to the famous Disney castle intro – and your name “Dr. James Dobson” was nearly synonymous. That thrill shriveled and died, with a dust-spewing cough, yesterday, at around noon.          To be fair, these views I’m reacting to are ones you’ve held for a long time. Although, it would seem to make any argument of mine less relevant, I would propose that the amount of time your words have had to steep and spread throughout the current Christian culture, makes their reconsideration imperative. Your influence has been heavy and, in regard to women in the church, it has been dangerous.          In your book “Love Must Be Tough”, you address a woman asking for advice who is being habitually beaten by her husband. Your advice is not – get out, call the police, don’t become a statis