Welcome to my website! I’m so glad you came to visit.

I write stories about broken places and the good that can come from them.

Through prayer and pen, I try to convey the truth of Joel 2:25, that God brings mercy to the years the locusts have eaten; and of Isaiah 61, that He heals the brokenhearted.

You can learn more about my debut novel, How Sweet the Sound, writing, publishing, and me through this website. While my main focus is on writing my novels, on occasion, you may find that I blog about poetry, photography, home, hope, and life.

Again, thanks so much for taking time out of your day to visit.

Stay awhile, and come again, soon!

~Amy

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“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” ~Hemingway

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11 thoughts on “

  1. Amy – I love your website!! You are precious!! So glad you are writing with success…keep all the inspiration coming! Love you darling!!
    Sara Pliske
    weatheredcrown.blogspot.com

  2. Amy, I saw your video on Women of Faith about you winning their writing contest. You are a winner in so many ways! You have a gift and I hope it continues to grow! When I heard you talking saw you watering your flowers barefoot, my first thought was “oh! I would love to be friends with her!.” You come across so sweet and natural. I can not wait to read your book! Thank you! Barbara Boehm

    • What a precious comment, Barbara! Thank you so very much. I can’t wait for you to read it–hang on, though, we have to wait until March, 2014 for publication. Stay tuned to the site for updates. Hugs and blessings to you!

  3. I entered my book into the Women of Faith writing contest this year, I have just been selected to move on the finalist round! I am only fifteen years old among older, more experienced writers but the fact that I have made it this far makes me hopeful. I would love to read your book Amy.

    • Wow, Karoline! That is so incredibly special and amazing!!!! My first of two novels will be out the first of 2013 and I’d be honored to have you read it. Congratulations on reaching for your dreams and all your hard work! Don’t quit! And best wishes and blessings as your journey continues!

  4. Hi Amy, greetings from a fellow DePauw graduate! What a great surprise to read that you attended DePauw in your bio. I came to know Christ my junior year when one of my ATO fraternity brothers shared the Gospel with me. My wife and I are on full time staff with Cru with The JESUS Film Project. Blessings!

  5. Amy, I finished your book today. I think it will be with me forever. What an amazing & beautiful novel. One of the best I’ve read in years. I am so impressed with & a bit envious of your talent. The details, the characters, the poetry, the imagery, the research, the love & dedication that went into it. You should be proud of yourself, as I am of you. Peace be with you.

  6. The ladder dropped down early this morning.* Staring at me through the Lucite trash container in my powder room, proving no detail is not ordained by God—right down to my purchase of the transparent trash can in Fairhope, Alabama nearly 10 years ago. Who buys a transparent trash container? But this one, its oval shape, style, and quality so uniquely perfect I couldn’t pass it up, even at $60.00, along with a matching tissue holder, and Jeff was happy to buy the ensemble, even at such a ridiculous price because he knew it made me happy. And it has, every time I see it. I enjoy its simple, elegant style and I’m glad we bought it.
    This morning the words glared at me through the Lucite—“SELF-CONTROL” – yesterday’s church bulletin seemed to shout the sermon title, like a warning of what was to come. I should have heeded the warning, climbed the ladder and asked for help. But I was in too big a hurry to attack the day before it attacked me. So I didn’t climb the ladder. I didn’t even slow down. A few minutes later, I attacked the day, but my husband was in the way. Once again, he found himself a casualty of my reckless anger– like a loaded gun pointing at whatever moves. Maybe the inventor of Chutes and Ladders was onto something bigger than a child’s game. It seems an apt metaphor for life itself filled with ladders dropped down from heaven, giving us a way out of a situation, lest we land on a chute and plummet to the depths. The difference is, the game is a game of chance, determined by the roll of the dice, game pieces moving randomly through the maze to see who makes it to the end, first. How much simpler life would be if it really were a game of chance. Free will complicates things—with guilt, pain, sadness, remorse, and hopefully—redemption. I will not empty the trash in the powder room for a few days.

    *Ernestine’s ladders from Jacob’s dream referenced in How Sweet the Sound by Amy Sorrells.

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