Author Christine Noyes Blog!

I craved BBQ ribs! And, you know how that goes. Once you get an idea or desire stuck in your head it remains there until satisfied. It should be no surprise to those who know me that my hankering’s typically involve food. On this occasion, satisfaction was only five minutes away. In middle Georgia, where I spend my winters, there’s a BBQ restaurant that serves two of my favorite foods—ribs and brisket. Knowing it would be futile to try to ignore my urge for sticky, BBQ, fall-

Please forgive my self-indulgence but I feel compelled to share these thoughts with you. Since November 2025 I seem to be in a cycle of challenges! I know I’m not the only one. Most everyone I know has been dealing with them. Water seems to be a main theme…too much of it in places it shouldn’t be. And, of course, the brutal cold, snow, and winds color the days dreary. I’ve had my moments, but for the most part I’ve been able to accept the challenges and meet them head on. I’v

Next week marks the eighth year of the death of my husband, Al. It seems like yesterday, yet feels like a lifetime. My grief doesn’t confine itself to a day, month, or year, but there are certain days when it demands center stage. In my case it starts with the month of January. Not just January 20 th , the day he passed, but from the first day of the month until his last. It seems the dreaded turning of the calendar from 6 to 7, or 7 to 8 years must be digested slowly. During

You’ve heard the saying, “ One man’s trash is another man’s treasure”? This year in middle Georgia, where I spend my winters, a fellow camper has created a stunning visual of that sentiment. One of the things Georgia is known for is their tall and beautiful Georgia pine trees. And these pine trees produce an abundance of large pinecones which constantly fall to the ground or strike the metal roof of my camper causing me to jump out of my skin! Now, I really don’t consider the

My tomatoes and jalapeño peppers are prospering, and I cannot use my abundant herbs fast enough! It is a nice problem to have. My garden...

Conventional wisdom tells us that our school years, primary then collegiate, are our prime learning years. For me, that wasn’t the case....

You wake at seven, I wake at ten. I find you on the couch with a dog in your lap—a cold cup of coffee sits on the end table. On the...

If you haven't heard yet, my sister Paula and I have created a mini podcast called Sisters Speak. We know nothing about anything but that...

Yes! I’ve had voices in my head for nearly four years now. Not just one voice, but many. They are the sounds of my fictional...

There are some books that tug at your soul. I Never Called Him Pa is one of those books. Author Diane Kane’s beautiful characters made me...

I went for a walk today! For those who know me that is a big deal. I’m not known for my walking, that’s my sister. In fact, it’s...

As promised, Meet Your Maker, the third book in the Bradley Whitman series, is in the final stages of the publishing process and is now...

I’ve always said that a day without learning something new is a wasted day. And it seems I have that sentiment so much ingrained in my...

He discovered his love of exceptional cuisine while vacationing on a cruise ship at the age of twelve. When I introduced the character of...

I am a procrastinator and a homebody. Those are my superpowers! I take my victories when I can get them! Today, for instance, my triumph...