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Trusting God Through COVID-19
The world as we know it has jolted us, rocked us in a cradle of change. One minute everything was comfortable, easy, ordinary. The next thing we knew, a worldwide epidemic was affecting…
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If I Could Run Away
by Hannah Linder If I could run away, Beyond the day and night, To places undisturbed, By human sound or sight. Where time is but a clock, Who cannot move a hand, Where…
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Dear Characters: An Apology Letter to Everyone I Ever Created
Dear Characters, I know we’ve had our differences. I know I’ve hurt you. I know I’ve let you down. I know, during some parts of your life, I’ve killed the ones you loved.…
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How to Recognize a Mr. Wickham
Oh foolish ladies that we are! How quickly and easily we assess a man’s character and crown him with virtues and honors far above his true nature! So you know this guy, you…
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Exclusive Interview with Regency-Era Costumer!
Welcome, Carrie Wright—and fellow Jane Austen fan—to my blog here at Hannah Linder Books! It’s so great to have you, and please don’t mind us if we stare with dropped jaws at your…
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Lord James Livingstone
Beware, dear reader, if you should enter the world of Garden of the Midnights, for not all those who dress in vogue are all they pretend to be. We all have our secrets,…
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This Strange World of Mine
I don’t know how long it’s been like this. Maybe forever, since I was young and tender, a wisp of a child in a world far bigger than I could have imagined. It…
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I Signed with a Literary Agent!
I have been bubbling over since Christmas Day, when I opened the best present ever in my inbox: an agent. I am so thankful and honored to sign a contract with Sarah Freese…
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“The Memory of Hougoumont”
“The Memory Of Hougoumont” by Hannah Linder Sunday June 18, 1815Belgium How green and rich the orchards,With a dazzling touch of dew,Yet before the first of canon blast,Undoubtably, she knew. She faced the…
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Regency-Era Hobbies
As appalling as this may sound, as unbelievably insane… Wait a minute. Perhaps you should sit down for this, brace yourself. All right. Deep breaths. Where was I? Oh yes. As appalling as…
