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Books & Book Reviews A Cancer Book Worth Reading – Warrior In Pink by Vivian Mabuni

May 8, 2018 Kim Harms

Books are kind of my thing. I’m reading three of them right now. One is a gift I’m giving to a friend (I’m reading it first. Shhh…don’t tell), One is a spiritual growth kind of book and one is just a sitting on the deck reading for fun book. Over the past couple of years, I’ve added a few cancer books into my reading repertoire. Of those books, Warrior in Pink, grabbed me and took me right back to the beginning of my own cancer story. Author Vivian Mabuni and I have much different experiences. Her breast cancer had…

Breast Reconstruction I Have a Literary Agent But What Does That Mean?

May 1, 2018 Kim Harms 2Comment

A couple weeks ago I excitedly posted a photo of my contract with Credo Communications (and a photo of the steak I ate in celebration.) Since then a lot of people have been asking me what having a literary agent means. BOOK WRITING Writing a book is a crazy long process. In fact, I would say my book writing journey began in 2011 when my author friend Jolene Philo told me to “Fork over the money and go to a good writer’s conference” if I was serious about this writing thing. (Maybe she didn’t word it exactly like that.) So,…

Breast Cancer Music and The Comforter of My Soul

April 24, 2018 Kim Harms 2Comment

I have no idea how it works. I’m a mediocre singer. I took piano lessons for five years and the only thing I can play is the first several measures of Could’ve Been by Tiffany. But somehow, when God created music, He made a salve for the human soul. My 10-year-old sings himself to sleep each night. His sweet sweet voice is a daily reminder of beauty from ashes. Of a miscarriage and many months of grieving and waiting followed by the gift of Lewis. My little man has no idea, but his voice is a soul-soothing touch from my…

Breast Cancer In the Dead of Night – A Mastectomy Story by Jane DeShaw

April 17, 2018 Kim Harms

2:36 a.m. The February night is moonless, black, as you turn your head to the left and gaze out the second-story window. The limbs and leafless branches of the huge maple tree just outside are like cold, barren, groping arms, sinister in the streetlamp’s dim glow. Lying flat on your back in bed, each arm is propped up on a large pillow. Except for your elevated arms, you are nestled like a caterpillar in a cocoon. You would think this should make you feel safe and secure. You would think. Where did they put your breasts? Were they tossed in…

Breast Reconstruction I Have a Literary Agent (I Pinched Myself and I’m Not Dreaming)

April 10, 2018 Kim Harms 8Comment

So this happened. I signed a contract with a literary agent. Not just “a” literary agent, but the exact literary agent I was hoping for. As of this week, I am officially represented by Karen Neumair at Credo Communications. And according to my contract, I am hereinafter called the AUTHOR. Oh boy. That word connected to my name is just about more than my heart can take. It’s a big deal. It’s a jump into my hubby’s arms and go out for steak at Johnnie’s kind of big deal. Thank you Jesus, for signed literary agreements (and for husbands…