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.

Time-sensitive: Don’t Lose Joywriting!

Hi, all, I guess my head has been in the sand…. I just found out from Author Media that Google is shutting down Google Reader as of this Monday, July 1. If you subscribe to this and/or other blogs via … Continue reading

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In Harmony

Last week I read about a couple of church ladies who couldn’t get along. I can just see them, noses in the air, chins thrust out, arms folded. Not budging. Nuh-uh. When you’re right, you’re right, right? Haha, church ladies … Continue reading

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Runs In the Background

My husband, Brent, is one of the most generous, most unassuming and least demanding guys I know. Like a system scan on the computer, he “can run in the background while you do other work.” And he does. If he … Continue reading

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How Coffee Put Me On Edge (It Ain’t the Caffeine)

For years, coffee made me crazy, and not because of the caffeine. It was that underhanded coffeemaker of mine. Yes, I know: “Another appliance? Seriously?” You have every right to ask, after my mishaps with the microwave, washing machine, vacuum … Continue reading

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Dial-A-Detour

It was just going to be a quick workout, less than an hour. I grabbed a water bottle and my bike, and set off down the familiar little back roads. The turnaround point was about 5 1/2 miles from home, … Continue reading

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Caught In Its Claws

One nice crisp day when my car was in the shop, I took the loaner over to the nearest mall to hang out and work on my book. And maybe stroll around some shops a bit. Eventually hunger grabbed my … Continue reading

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