Sandi Layne
Sandi Layne has been writing for more than twenty years, publishing works of contemporary Christian romance, historical fiction, and posting columns on writing and publishing for various sites at one time or another. Her stories are noted for their attention to detail and striking heroines, and she enjoys bringing her readers through stories that surprise, entertain, and edify.
Married for more than a quarter of a century, she, her husband, and their two sons currently reside in Maryland. She was born and raised in California, where she worked as an educator, a minister, and a secretary, as well as in retail and department store security. Writing was never her planned vocation, but with varied experiences to draw from, she brings authenticity to her words and worlds.
Her interests include reading, autism, theology, reading, medieval history, and daydreaming. Did she mention reading? She is also the sheepish subscriber to at least three streaming services at home for entertainment and is a fan of podcasts on a variety of subjects. Her favorite hours are before the sun rises and her favorite day of the week is Monday. Yes, she’s serious.
“Cowan son of Branieucc, you're the only one of my people that I know for sure still lives.”
“All good things originate with the Creator God, he'd been taught, and the Song of Life was no exception.”
“Go back to bed, Cowan. I want no promises from you.”
“Then, as now, it was just uncomfortable. Now, as then, it was a lifted chin and a crooked smile that said more than they would ever allow themselves to communicate.”
“...he couldn't help but wonder what Hannah might have looked like if...he'd answered that question April had asked him years ago.”
“A good editor is like a pair of Spanx: firming up the body, making the subject look good, and absolutely invisible.”