Her most recent accomplishment started in the summer of
2015. Making her dad’s dream come true with publishing his works as well, as an
emotional accomplishment. She is the 2016 local A.N.W.A. chapter (Snake River
Writers) president, won NaNoWriMo and loves StoryMakers.
            Teya has
been writing for as long as she can remember. At a young age she lived on a
street she affectionately named Hill Street Blues, which helped her creative
writing. Her Family moved to Menan where she continued her love of writing. Her
father would always be and will continue to be her inspiration, even after his
untimely death in 2006.
            She loves
sitting in her soft chair next to the fireplace and watching out a big living
room window. It gives her plenty of creative juice for stories.
            She met
the love of her life in the loft of a barn. Yep, that set up some teasing from
her father. They have been happily married since 2003. They have four children
and all are loving and supportive of her writing.  Her oldest daughter is following in her
footsteps as a writer adding her own illustrations. She refuses to comment on
the trolls in the closets and under the beds. She is active in her church, has
compassion for others, and a love for all life brings.

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One wrong step changes Jocelyn’s Prima Ballerina’s life in
one step...

A single choice results in Jeremiah facing unbearable

When these two meet, it could be catastrophic or the answer
to unspoken prayers.

Can love be tested too far? Will hearts soften and hurts be

Or will too much loss be too devastating to find hope?

One thing is for sure, lives are about to change forever…


Coming to a stop sign, Jeremiah glanced quickly left, then right, and
stepped on the gas as he glanced at his sister. Strangely, she began to glow
brighter. A fleeting thought came to him of why she might be illuminated. Emily
started to turn her head right, and as she turned everything slowed down.
Silence fill the space, not even the radio made a sound. He saw her eyes wide
with fear and her mouth open as if in screaming, but no words. He felt his
eyebrows crease together a second before he heard Emily scream, “Jer!” Then a
deafening crunch, as he slammed against his door, and as his head careened
toward the window. Metal twisting metal, and the shattering of glass could be
heard. Just before his head smashed against the window knocking him out.

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