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.

Satan Missed.

Posted on April 22, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

Lately I’ve been listening to the Peter Furler Band’s new album, Sun and Shield. One song in particular has grabbed my imagination. Besides the tune being so catchy and energetic that I find myself singing it while bicycling, walking, or … Continue reading →

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Of Hanes and Honeycombs

Posted on April 17, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

It all started last Tuesday evening, when Brent didn’t feel up to par and skipped his usual weekly meetup with those hammerhead bicycle racers he rides with. I went on to attend my writers’ group meeting, and the Board dinner … Continue reading →

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A Passel o’Glasses, OR “Old Ten-Eyes”

Posted on April 8, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

To be perfectly clear, it wasn’t my idea to get glasses in the first place. My vision didn’t bother me until the summer after second grade. And then only because, all through our usual road-trip-to-visit-relatives vacation, for some reason my … Continue reading →

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Spring At Last

Posted on April 1, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

Some of us in North Texas complained a lot about our cold, yucky winter. Complained more than we should have, considering the Chicago White Sox groundskeepers had to wrangle with 30 inches of permafrost before opening day. We had, um, … Continue reading →

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Present-Tense Only

Posted on March 26, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

The state of our hurting world often troubles me. We’ve got crime, war, hunger. People who have been wounded turn and wound others. It can all get kind of depressing. How to keep from growing cynical? It’s encouraging to remember … Continue reading →

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“Pirate Hunter” (Book Review)

Posted on March 18, 2014 by Jan C. Johnson

I am linking up with my friends in the Soli Deo Gloria group. Here’s a book that not only they, but the men in their life, would probably enjoy! Morrisey, Tom. Pirate Hunter. Bethany House, Minneapolis, 2009. I’m not normally … Continue reading →

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