by Stephanie Landsem
Published by Howard Books
ABOUT THE BOOK
Could he be the one we’ve been waiting for?
For the women of the Samaritan village of Sychar, the well is a place of blessing—the place where they gather to draw their water and share their lives—but not for Mara. Shunned for the many sins of her mother, Nava, Mara struggles against the constant threats of starvation or exile.
Mara and Nava’s lives are forever changed with the arrival of two men: Shem, a mysterious young man from Caesarea, and Jesus, a Jewish teacher. Nava is transformed by Jesus, but his teachings come to late and she is stoned by the unforgiving villagers. Desperate to save her dying mother, Mara and Shem embark on a journey to seek Jesus’ help—a journey that brings unexpected love and unimaginable heartbreak.
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AND NOW A WORD FROM OUR FEATURE AUTHOR
With the release of my debut novel, The Well, just days away, it seems like everywhere I go friends and acquaintances are wishing me well. Whether in the grocery store, at the school play, or on the way out of church, I get congratulations and often this question:
Did you always want to be a writer?
I have a little trouble answering it. I’ve always loved history and I’ve always loved to read, but I didn’t put the two together and realize that I wanted to write until a conversation with my oldest daughter not too many years ago.
My youngest child had just started first grade, leaving me with six hours of quiet each school day. With the exception of laundry, grocery shopping, bill paying, cleaning, volunteering, and cooking, I had nothing to do all day.
“So what are you going to do with yourself,” my 12-year old asked me as we drove to play practice one evening.
“I’m not sure.” And I wasn’t. I’d seen women turn to obsessive housecleaning or hours of exercise as their children grew. Please, no.
“What would you do if you could do anything at all?” she asked.
I thought a bit. She had said ‘anything’. “Time travel?”
“Mom.” She rolled her eyes.
But there was something else, now that she’d asked. “If I could do anything, I think I’d write historical fiction.” Silly, really. I’d never taken a writing class in my life.
“Why don’t you do it, then?”
I laughed. “I have no idea how to write. I don’t even know if I’d be any good.”
My eldest gave me the raised eyebrows. Probably the same look I gave her more than once. “Mom. Just figure it out.”
And she was right. I did need to figure it out, at least figure out if it were a possibility. I started an online creative writing class and found I wasn’t terrible. I checked out hundreds of books from the library and read dozens of writing and publishing blogs. Within a year, I was starting on what would become The Well, my debut novel.
Fast forward 5 years: my house is a mess and I exercise only as much as necessary.
Instead, I’m looking forward to the release of The Well, just turned in my second Biblical novel, The Thief, and am starting on the third book in The Living Water Series, tentatively titled The Tomb.
So the answer is yes. I always wanted to be a writer, I just needed a push from a 12-year-old to figure it out.
Reader Question: So what would you do, if you could do anything at all?
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Thank you, Stephanie, for sharing with us today.
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