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Historical Tidbit – a/k/a Future Story Idea?

Posted by on Sep 7, 2018 in History | 0 comments

Historical Tidbit – a/k/a Future Story Idea?

British War Widows Will Go to Canada Thousands of British war widows and their children are to be transferred to Canada with the expectation that many women will be married to Canadian farmers, according to plans outlined here today by David Lam of London, commissoner of the International Emigration Society of the Salvation Army. He added that no women will be sent before arrrangements have been made for their employment and the rate of emigration will depend entirely upon the ability of Canada to absorb them. (Source: The Oklahoma City Times, Nov. 20,...

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The Last Thing You Want to See in Your Hotel Room

Posted by on May 1, 2018 in Family, Missions | 13 comments

The Last Thing You Want to See in Your Hotel Room

Last month my husband Coy and I went to Belize to work with a ministry that a friend had started there. We’d never been to Belize before, but we’ve done our share of traveling and thought we’d seen everything. We were wrong. After a long day of flights and getting our bearings in the town, we were pleased to see how nice and clean our hotel was. It was beautiful with French doors to a balcony and many windows, but a quick inspection showed that the balcony was one continuous platform with only a very low wall separating it from the other four rooms on that side of the hotel. Not only that, the lock on the French doors popped open when wiggled and the window in the bathroom (which also opened out to the balcony) didn’t have a lock. Alrighty, then. First, we placed the only chair in the room in front of the French doors and then we propped one of Coy’s shoes on the windowsill to jam the window closed. We’re not usually that cautious, but it was our first night in a foreign country and the front office was closed for the night with no one on call. Might as well be careful. I was sleeping hard, I know that much. With the air conditioner and fan going, outside noises were muted into a soothing drone…that was until I heard screaming. Someone was screaming bloody murder. I sat up in bed and that’s when I realized that the person screaming was me. Why was I screaming? Then I saw him. There was a man standing in the dark at the foot of our bed. Now, let’s analyze this – Waking up to find a stranger in your dark room has to be on the top of every “scenario-you-don’t-want-to-face” list. In my part of the world, when this happens, it’s either the Grim Reaper or someone is fixing to meet the Grim Reaper. To be honest, I didn’t even know where I was, but I knew I was facing pure evil and somehow I was going to defeat it by shrieking at the top of my lungs. Immediately, I heard a roaring next to me. Coy bellowed like Braveheart and threw a pillow at the figure while he simultaneously rolled out of bed and charged. The intruder turned and dashed into the hall. Coy disappeared around the corner and I started hearing a very apologetic voice fading as it ran away, “Sorry. Wrong room. Wrong room.” I can only imagine what people in the neighboring rooms thought hearing this ruckus. Had there been room phones, I’m sure they would’ve lit up the front desk. Coy came back to the room twitching with adrenaline-fueled jet lag and locked the door behind him. (Did I mention there was no latch on the inside of the door?) Then we just looked at each other. Wrong room? How did his key work? Were all the keys the same? Who else was coming through the door? We put the one chair in front of the hallway door and moved a nightstand in front of the French door. Then we piled suitcases up on both pieces of furniture so we’d have a little more warning before someone could make it to the...

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Video: Live from Fort Reno, site of “Holding the Fort”

Posted by on Dec 21, 2017 in Oklahoma | 5 comments

Video: Live from Fort Reno, site of “Holding the Fort”

Do you like to see the places you read about? If so, join me for a quick look about historic Fort Reno, the setting of “Holding the Fort” and the rest of the Fort Reno Series.     I’ll be going back. What would you like to see more of in the next video? What questions do you have that we could get answered?

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Be the First to Welcome Louisa to Oklahoma!

Posted by on Nov 13, 2017 in Oklahoma, Writing | 0 comments

It’s June 11, 1885. Lovely Lola Bell lost her job last night, and is right now checking out the stagecoach times to Fort Reno, Indian Territory. And you want to be there when she arrives! Be the first to Welcome Louisa to Oklahoma!! Holding the Fort Launch Party Tuesday, December 5th 6:30 – 8:30 Mustang Public Library 1201 North Mustang Rd, Mustang, OK     Celebrate the release of Regina’s newest book with door prizes, refreshments, a costume photo booth, and behind the scene information about the new series set at Fort Reno, Indian Territory. All proceeds from book sales goes to benefit the Friends of the Mustang Library. I can just picture her, chewing her lip as she studies the fares, wondering how long her money can last and what she’s going to do now that her singing career is over. Who in their right mind wants to hire a former dance hall singer? And then there’s Major Daniel Adams looking for a strict, decorous matron to be a governess to his willful daughters. Growing up motherless on a frontier outpost, the Adams girls haven’t the least idea of how a lady should act. They need a firm hand – the stricter, the better. Miss Bell would’ve never pretended to be a governess, but they needed one so desperately. And she needs the job. What could it hurt to go along, just for a bit? “The first book in Jennings’ new Fort Reno series is a delightful read that helps solidify what a wonderful and imaginative writer Jennings is. She manages to create unique stories with interesting and well-developed characters while combining humor, mystery and a sprinkle of faith.” — RT Book Reviews” In this character-driven series launch, Jennings offers a powerful lesson on the freedom of truth and forgiveness wrapped in a delightful story of love against the odds.”–Publishers Weekly “This series launch is a charming historical romance set in 1880s Fort Reno, OK. . . . Jennings kicks off a new series with a light and enjoyable tale that will delight her fans as well as lovers of historical romance.”–Library Journal We hope to see you at the Party. If you’d like to join the Facebook group you can find the invitation here. If you can’t be in Mustang, Oklahoma, to get an autographed copy don’t fret. Louisa can come to you. Copies of Holding the Fort are now available for pre-order. Pre-Order “Holding the Fort” Happy reading and thank you! Love,...

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Let the Countdown Begin…

Posted by on Oct 7, 2017 in Books | 10 comments

Let the Countdown Begin…

You wait, and you wait, and you wait…. and then suddenly it’s almost time! Holding the Fort is just around the corner. It comes out DEC. 6th!! And because anticipation is half of the fun, here’s a review from Publisher’s Weekly that I got just today! Jennings introduces readers to an abundant cast in this first installment of The Fort Reno Series set in 1880s Oklahoma. Louisa “Lovely Lola” Bell is the featured singer at the Cat Eye Saloon until the owner replaces her with another performer. Out of a job and with no prospects in sight, Lola heads towards Fort Reno, an outpost in Indian territory where her brother is stationed. On the way there, Lola meets Mrs. Townsend, a Mennonite governess dispatched to the fort to educate Major Daniel Adams’s daughters. When Mrs. Townsend falls ill and can’t continue the trip, Louisa offers to deliver the girls’ textbooks. Arriving at the fort, Louisa is mistaken for the governess and falls into playing the part. Daniel and Louisa’s relationship deepens despite secrets, deceptions, and an Indian uprising. In this character-driven series launch, Jennings offers a powerful lesson on the freedom of truth and forgiveness wrapped in a delightful story of love against the odds. Wasn’t that nice of them?   So, you know you want the book, but you’re afraid you might forget when the time comes? Well, here are some options to help you remember: Write a reminder on your arm in Sharpie. Trace it once a week when it starts to fade. Tell your child that you’ll take them to McDonald’s the day after Holding the Fort arrives (Dec. 6th). Then they will constantly ask you if you’ve got it yet. Visit your local Christian Book Store and pre-order Holding the Fort. Tell them that you are a personal friend of the author. (Because, we probably are great friends, and if we haven’t met yet, we probably would be great friends!) Go online and pre-order Holding the Fort at Amazon, B&N, iBooks, ChristianBook, or another trustworthy business. Post on Facebook telling everyone what you just did. Tell your local library that you MUST READ THIS BOOK and have them order a copy for you! Join my newsletter list. Then you’ll get reminders when the time comes! (December 6th) Make a vow that you won’t wash your hair until you’ve read Holding the Fort. Your co-workers will all celebrate the release date (Dec. 6th) with you. I know, I know. I go above and beyond trying to be helpful, but that’s just my heart for you, dear friends. If you can’t tell, I’m a little excited about getting to write a series set in my home state. If you share my excitement, leave a comment letting me know what you’re doing to help you remember Dec. 6th, the day we can all be Holding the Fort together!! And as an added bonus, at least one commenter will get to be a part of my influencer team, which means a free copy of the book!   (Must comment before Oct. 20th.) Counting the days!! Love,...

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Don’t Ever Donate This to Your Church Library…

Posted by on Apr 19, 2017 in Christian Life, Oklahoma | 44 comments

Don’t Ever Donate This to Your Church Library…

As a volunteer at our church library, I go through boxes of donations. Some boxes contain fresh-off-the-press books that were speedily read once and then shared. Other boxes are covered with dust and cobwebs, but among the dead crickets and fiddlebacks are valuable leather volumes. If we already have the book in our collection, we might place them on the sale rack, but there have been a few donations that weren’t even suitable for resale. And there’s one I’ll always remember. The rest of the box was pretty typical – a few Left Behind stories, and a Dobson parenting book – but then there was this small, white paperback with a generic title, like Seasons of Love or something, and a picture of a couple watching a sunset together. Was this a secular romance? I couldn’t tell by the publisher’s name. In fact, it looked self-published. Was it someone I knew? I skimmed through the Table of Contents and saw chapter titles like On the Beach, At the Chalet, After the Football Game, On the Ranch. The first chapter started with characters named Nick and Megan and yes, they were on the beach. There was no plot, or backstory. Just two characters on a beach and we’ll just hope they were on a deserted beach, and that they were lawfully wed. What was this book? A collection of steamy short-stories? The next chapter had two characters caught in a snowstorm in the Alps, and they weren’t playing Scrabble to pass the time at the chalet. I thumbed through the rest of the book. Nothing but a collection of love scenes set in exotic locations. But wait? Wasn’t the main character named Nick in the first chapter? And was that Megan again? Were all of these fantasies about characters named Nick and Megan? What in the world? I’d never heard of a book like this. I flipped through the title pages and copyright pages trying to find out who published this ramshackle hot mess of raunchy scenes. That’s when I saw it.   To Nick and Megan (Last Name), on their wedding day…  Love, Mom. Nick and Megan? That Nick and Megan? The ones who go to church with me? The ones who sing in the choir? His mom bought this for them? His mom? Yes, turns out there are websites where you can customize books like this. Nick’s mom did this for their wedding, and poor Megan accidentally donated to the church library. Whether or not the idea of making a book filled with saucy scenes of me and my husband had ever occurred to me, I hope it’d never occurred to my mother-in-law! Had Megan meant to throw it away? Could we sell it for more than $1 on the sale rack? (Just joking!) I felt compelled to let her know. She wasn’t a close friend, but surely she’d see the humor in it and be glad I caught the mistake before someone else read the book. On Sunday after church, I met her in the library and handed her the book. “I think you might want this back,” I said. She glanced at it. “No, I don’t have room for it on my bookshelves. The kids’ books are taking up too much space.” She pushed it back at me. “But it’s...

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First Line Quiz

Posted by on Jan 12, 2017 in Books | 0 comments

First Line Quiz

Can you match the first lines from Regina Jennings Books with their Title and Covers? Give it a...

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I’m Not Superwoman (But I Do Borrow Her Cape)

Posted by on Aug 10, 2016 in Family | 1 comment

I’m Not Superwoman (But I Do Borrow Her Cape)

“You homeschool?” She blinks like I just told her that I eat broken glass. “I don’t know how you do it. I don’t have the patience/time/nerve.” “It’s really not that bad,” I assure her. “I can write/clean/cook while they do their lessons. We love all the time we get to spend together as a family.” But she isn’t convinced, so I give up and we move on to less astonishing topics. If you’ve homeschooled long enough to dull your sharpened pencils, you’ve had this conversation. “I’m not Superwoman,” you insist, but no one believes you, so you go back to your quiet home, cuddle up with your little ones, enjoy your favorite read-alouds and wonder why they are so amazed. Who wouldn’t want this gentle, idyllic life? Then it happens. For me it’s usually 2:30 when child #2 admits that she’s skipped her science assignments all last week and child #4 is in tears over a writing assignment. The phone rings and it’s a friend on her way home from running her errands. She wants to chat as she heads to her clean house before the school bus drops her kids off. In despair, I look my chaotic children and realize I have a couple of hours of homework before I can work on my edits, or shower, or start dinner. Discontent begins to creep in. “This is so hard,” I think. “I can’t do this any longer. Who do I think I am, Superwoman?” Surprise, surprise. The lady was right after all. It is hard. It does wear you slick. It takes incredible amounts of patience, time and nerve to educate your children. Why do we deny this? Why do we pretend it can be accomplished with minimal effort? We do ourselves a disservice when we “humbly” pretend that homeschooling is easy – that’s it’s for everyone – that it requires little sacrifice. If we trick ourselves into believing that, then we are unprepared for the tough days. We are shocked when the sacrifice hurts. We are frustrated when the price is high. Guess what. If you are homeschooling, you are a superhero. You are doing a very difficult job with little encouragement or praise. Daily, you deal with fears of inadequacy, but you keep fighting the fight. They were right. It does take a super strength to succeed, but the power isn’t in one amazing feat. It’s in a million small decisions. Be wary, be prepared, and on those tough days put on your cape and keep flying. (This article was written for a homeschooling blog in 2011. Copyright retained by Regina...

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Continuity Issues

Posted by on Feb 16, 2016 in Devotions, Writing | 0 comments

Continuity Issues

Let’s say you’re going to make up a story. A grand story. A story that’s going to span centuries with a cast of characters that numbers into the thousands. This story is going to be so big, that it’ll require several authors working with you – dozens in fact. And it’s going to take a long time to write. Generations will pass before it’s done. How are you going to plan for that? I’m currently editing a novella collection about three brothers, but it’s on a much smaller scale. The stories are all set in the same town and share a lot of the same characters, but a different author is writing each individual brother’s story. A project like this takes planning. Before these ladies started writing, they set down names, places, and characters. Together they matched the stories of these brothers so that they made sure that what was said in one story lined up with the next story. They each know what had happened to the youngest brother when he was in high school. They each know how the middle brother got hurt and why the oldest brother had to come home. These women are all Americans living in 2016. They all speak English and have studied writing at the same conferences in the same industry. They’ve collaborated on the project since the beginning. Seems like it’d be pretty easy for them to get their story straight, right? Think again. When the three stories came in, as good as they were, there were inconsistencies throughout. Things that had been decided at the onset had been altered slightly, but minor changes over three stories meant mistakes. And while character names and their histories were agreed on, often the characters were unrecognizable across the different submissions. Someone who was somber and introspective in one story was playful and outgoing in the next. Having taken part in a continuity collection myself, I know these issues aren’t unique to these wonderful authors.  They are merely details that have to be ironed out, which happens with every work. Nothing unusual about mistakes. In fact, it’s expected. Just imagine, however, if the authors hadn’t talked before they wrote their stories, and yet all the stories matched up? That would be unusual. And can you imagine if forty-some authors wrote a collection of books over a span of fifteen-hundred years – authors who had never met, authors who lived under different governments, different nations, and who spoke different languages – and their stories told a consistent story? That would be a miracle. That would be our Bible. I’ve always heard the facts about this holy compilation – about how God inspired men from various backgrounds and various occupations to pen His story. It wasn’t until I collaborated with other authors that I realized how challenging it is to “get our stories straight.” It wasn’t until I edited a collection, that I realized how many different ways there are to get it wrong. The only way the Bible came to be, amid all the obstacles, is that in a greater sense the Book was not really written by men after all.  Indeed, as 2 Peter 1:21 says, “For no prophecy was ever produced by the will of man, but men spoke from God as they...

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