Skip to main content

NOW available - MISSING: SWEET BABY JAMES

Finally - New Release is out! Available now in paperback and kindle version. On Amazon.






Since we last visited the fictional town of Shady Creek, West Virginia, Vada Faith and John Waddell have welcomed a beautiful baby boy, Sweet Baby James. Their world shatters one afternoon when eight-month old James is missing from his play pen on the front porch of their old Victorian home. Is it a real kidnapping or is it a hoax? Duke Cobb, the town’s only police officer, determines to get to the bottom of this mystery. As the hours pass, Vada Faith’s trust in God wavers. She fluctuates between praying for her son’s safety and making bargains she isn’t sure she can keep. At a candlelight vigil in the park, Hope and Charity plead for the return of their baby brother. At the same time, two elderly sisters manage to knock the small town off its axis. Missing: Sweet Baby James is an unforgettable read, filled with unexpected twists and turns.

Click the link below to go to Amazon and check out my new book. God bless you! And thanks.



https://www.amazon.com/Missing-Sweet-James-Barbara-Whittington/dp/0985259140/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1495752395&sr=8-1&keywords=Missing+Sweet+Baby+James



My first novel, Vada Faith, introduces the reader to the Waddell family. Vada Faith is available on Amazon as a paperback and kindle version. Available on Barnes and Noble as well.



https://www.amazon.com/Vada-Faith-Barbara-Whittington-ebook/dp/B007G97Z60/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1495755915&sr=8-1&keywords=Vada+Faithhttps://www.amazon.com/Vada-Faith-Barbara-Whittington-ebook/dp/B007G97Z60/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1495755915&sr=8-1&keywords=Vada+Faith

Southern writer, Lee Smith, said of Vada Faith, “...the combination of the tight, funny, punchy writing and the serious theme (surrogacy) make this an unusual and memorable novel. The sisters’ relationship...is wonderful as ever, and Mama is simply a dream....great characters and great narrative energy.” 

Vada Faith is the story of a young wife and mother with issues. She decides by becoming the first surrogate mother in Shady Creek, West Virginia, she will get the recognition she has longed for. Instead, the fight is on! Vada Faith, her family, and the townspeople draw up sides, leaving Vada Faith's life full of hurt and even more discontent. About family members learning to love better, to accept and to forgive each other.


For those of you who don't know, I had an literary agent for five years. She believed in Vada Faith wholeheartedly and tried without success to place it with a publisher. NYC and other places.
Finally, she gave me the rights back. I decided to self publish and I embarked on a journey that has brought success as well as many lessons to learn. 
I use Createspace at Amazon. I've learned in the last five years that a good story can become publishable with lots of hard work and endless editing. I'm surrounded by people who support me. My immediate family and all of my WV family. This group includes friends from my church and my two writing groups. Without all these people holding me up, and without God holding my hand, this book wouldn't have been possible.








Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A Revolutionary New Diet...

Recently I went on a diet. Like most diets this one was scheduled around a major life event. My daughter's wedding. There would be no shopping for a mother-of-the-bride dress until the pounds came off. Typically I go on a diet on Monday and by Wednesday I've folded beneath the weight of a German chocolate cake. I've been hijacked by as little as a stale pink sugar wafer discovered in the dark recesses of the bread drawer. But this time things were going to be different. I could tell as I went to get the mail and discovered the first crocus of the season. Life was looking up. Even though an icy rain began to fall, my spirits weren't dampened. Not even when huge drops pelted me on the head and I had to dash inside. My latest plan would revolutionize dieting. If it worked for me it would work for the world. I smelled a book deal. I could see myself all made-over and liposuctioned sitting between Oprah and Dr. Oz. It was full speed ahead. Gone were those complex menus...

Building a story vs building a house

My latest book! Dear Writer:  Writing a story is somewhat similar to building a house. Or not! Remember this: when we give a piece of our story to someone to read - we expect them to see the whole. It's like building a house and offering a single piece of lumber to another builder. “Here, see the house I'm building.” SOME CAN SEE IT AND SOME CAN’T. Here's the thing: MOST CAN'T. This step is as necessary to me as breathing.  I need to give you single boards as I create them. AND I expect you to be a visionary and say, “Why yes. I see.”   I need you to see how special the piece of lumber is that I'm using and to see that eventually I'll add more pieces to make the whole.  Choose people to read your work who like the kind of stories you write.  There are as many kinds of stories as there are houses to live in. If you give a brick ranch to someone who only appreciates a cape cod then he'll have a hard time fitting hims...

MY HIGH SCHOOL EXPERIENCE...

Wednesday, March 16, 2011 High School - Poca High School, Putnam County, WV What year was it? Fall 1960 - Spring 1963 What were your favorite bands, or singers? Sam Cook, Chubby Checker, Conway Twitty (It's only make believe), Johnny Rodriquez. Meatloaf. ELvis. What was your favorite outfit? Straight skirts, blouses, cardigans or jackets, little heels. Other Outfits? Jeans and a white Dr. Ben Casey shirt. What was up with your hair? Everything. I put peroxide on it. Lemon juice, thinking it needed to be lighter. I cut it, styled it, put it in a pony tail or a french twist. Hair was the most important thing in my life in high school. And hair spray, the stiffer the better. Who were your best friends? Patti Jones, Karen Mattox, and Susie Bailey all thru elem school. Then added on Donna Dailey, Sharon "Mouse" Hackett and Janice Wick and many others. Also Bonnie Kerwood who was older than me and lived near me so we hung out listening to records after schoo...