Author Jan Fallon
Jan Fallon writes about the ways of life and the ways of God, which are at the same time both worrisome and wondrous. She writes to answer this wonder with plausible possibilities that are close to home and bring readers closer to God.
Campsite Six, a quick-paced suspense novel, filled with what-ifs is such a story.
Jan’s new novel, The Catechism of Emily Pry, is scheduled for release in the Fall of 2019.
Evie wants to quiet the noise from her past, with a mother who keeps it all too fresh, and a dark secret that follows her everywhere. Had her imagination run wild, or was she being followed?
It seemed everyone, in heaven and on earth, was searching for Evie Clayborn–but one had the worst of intentions.
They had to find her first. It was her only hope.
I read Campsite Six and was immediately hooked. As the intensity increased, I didn’t want to talk to my wife sitting beside me, I didn’t want to eat the meal, I just wanted to finish it. I loved the book and look forward to reading more.Michael Klassen
I look in the mirror and still see the face of a gawking 10 year-old who could challenge the children’s book heroine, Pippi Longstocking, as the homeliest girl in grade school. I even dressed like her for our class Halloween party that year, complete with oversized socks
There’s more to you than meets the eye. If I were to interview you today, we’d start out with basic questions and basic answers. Questions I’m comfortable asking and answers you’re comfortable giving. But it couldn’t stay that way, not for very long. As an author, I...
“What do you want?” The thought stuck in my mind and it wouldn’t go away. There I was, packing my bag for a quick trip to visit my cousins, Janet and Judy, who lived in Arizona. A short hour flight from Denver and I’d be there. A girly getaway with shared McCann...
It wasn’t a family heirloom like you might expect: A cache of precious jewels or an antique family portrait. It was an old battered shoebox. But you take what you can get. It was a miracle the battered box of photographs still existed. I don’t even remember when they...
Campsite Six - Black Bear Chapter 12 Dark, dusty clouds puffed up behind the crackling, curving tires as the park ranger drove slowly along the gravel road. It was 6:00 p.m., dusk, and he had to get his rounds in before sunset, then back to the station and waiting...
I mentioned freedom of mind. This is a vacuous trap. You see the emptiness as your success, but you have never been closer to utter uselessness. When her mind is silent she has nothing to listen to except “the still small voice” that conquers all. Your assignment is to create