Authors Showcase: Twinkle by Nathan A. Goodman


The Book: Twinkle

The Author: Nathan A. Goodman

The Story: Salvation is a funny thing. It can show up in the most unlikely place, in the most unlikely way.

Nathan A. Goodman’s compelling story Twinkle has been hailed as a modern day rekindling of the spirit of Uncle Remus.

As the endearing old storyteller hobbles toward the group of unwitting school children, none suspect that he will bring them back in time to witness history, and to confront their most daunting questions.

Why do bad things happen to good people? What happens to us when we die? What is heaven like? Are we in control, or does God control everything we do? Jupiter, a slave boy, and his best friend Remmie, the daughter of the plantation owner, together discover a magical place in the forest, and their lives are changed forever.

Twinkle will tug at your every heart string, and tickle your soul. Come on inside to the windey, warm, waterway, for the Magic Place lies within…

From Nathan A. Goodman

Nathan A. Goodman
Nathan A. Goodman

I was in the middle of writing a sequel to my novel The Fourteenth Protocol, and the story was really starting to take on a life of its own. Characters were forming, tension was building, and I was pleased because I had a lot of people asking when it would be released. But during this whole time, I kept looking over my shoulder.

I was hearing something, something in the distance, something that wouldn’t quiet, and it distracted me from my writing. It wasn’t what you and I think of as a real sound though. It was more like a whisper, or the sound that might be heard when an oak leaf gives up its hold high above the forest floor, and floats gracefully to the ground. Despite my best intentions to ignore it, the sound wouldn’t go away.

It became frustrating. After all, I had a sequel brewing, and I was busy. But that’s so much the story of our lives, isn’t it? We fill our worlds with the busyness of our various concerns. It took me a long time to put my self-importance aside, and stop and listen to the sound.

But finally, I got quiet. To do this I went on long walks and tried to flush everything else from my head, except for the sound. It still took me some time understand what the sound was. It was Twinkle. Twinkle was talking to me. For those of you that are not believers, this all sounds contrite.

But those that are know what I’m talking about. It was the sound of God breathing. He wasn’t yelling. He wasn’t angry with me. He just wanted me get quiet and listen to him long enough so he could tell me to pull Twinkle out of its hiding place and let it breathe.

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