Author Archives: Jan C. Johnson

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About Jan C. Johnson

Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball. No, really. I've also written a most riveting memoir--not mine, which would be boring, but rather the life story of an obscure pastor in Liberia, West Africa. His hair-raising memories of the Liberian Civil War years make for some suspenseful reading! Discover more under the "My Books" tab. I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.

This is “Ride” Up My Alley (sort of): National Bike Month

Hey, I didn’t mean to write about fitness two weeks in a row, but just learned that May is National Bike Month. I feel responsible for passing this news on to you, since I’m obviously a primo cyclist who never … Continue reading →

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Baby Steps to Fitness

Two months ago I passed an anniversary that I was too tired to notice until now. Yep, it’d been one year since I joined the Main Street Gym in Midlothian, Texas. Shortly after signing up I met with a trainer … Continue reading →

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“Flash” [the Donkey], by Rachel Anne Ridge

Time for another look at my bookshelf! This is a bonus post because I wanted to squeeze it in right now, while Flash is hot off the press. Also the book is a great weekend read! Ridge, Rachel Anne. Flash: … Continue reading →

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Field Trip!

Well, I’m happy to report that some good came of those dreadful early-March “snow days” of cabin fever and peach-tree panic. Trapped in the house with nothing to do except either polish the silver[plated] salad tongs and candlesticks, or stop … Continue reading →

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“Stats” or Bridge?

A couple of weeks ago I blogged about my book giveaway drawing… you know, the drawing nobody entered? Well, I wrote about it partly to tell you where the book ended up, and partly in the interests of full disclosure–I … Continue reading →

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Stirred and Settled: Faith and Culture 2015

I’d been looking forward to it for months: the Faith and Culture Conference for writers and other creatives. We met last weekend at Warner Pacific College, on the edge of Mt. Tabor in Portland, Oregon. Brent and I actually flew … Continue reading →

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