Noelle Rahn-Johnson | Getting to Know Noelle Rahn-Johnson

Hey, this is Noelle Rahn-Johnson.

I want to get to know my readers and for me to do that, I need you to get to know me. I graduated from high school in 1990, I’ve been married since 1992, and I have 4 kids! All ranging from 19 to 4. Yes, 4, I know. I have 2 dogs, 1 very spoiled cat, Lucy, and 4 goldfish.

We live in a house on a small lake, and we enjoy every season here. We go fishing during the warm months when the lake is open, and I’ve learned to over-come my fear of walking on frozen water. We’ve seen tons of deer, some foxes, red squirrels, eagles, and even a “porkypine” – as my little guy calls them. Before moving here, we never really had the chance to witness nature up close and now we do.

So, I’ve been writing stories since the 7th grade. My teacher, at the time, said she really liked my stories and she hoped to see more of them in the future.

When I was in 11th grade, I took a creative writing class. Assignments were handed out and I poured out my soul into the stories. The teacher would hand back the papers and have his red pen scribbled all over it. Telling me what to change and fix. I cried every time. I would think that if I comes from your soul, it has to be perfect, right?

I wouldn’t show anyone my work, stories, poems – anything I wrote, I hid. I was terrified to write a book and publish it because of what happened in school all those years ago. When I sent my first book to an editor and got feedback, I was devastated all over again. I cried.

It took my 18-year-old son at the time to tell me that the editor isn't picking apart my story, she’s trying to help me make it better. That was a slap to the head and I woke up. I knew he was right. When I sent off my second book and got it back with the scary red lines, I wasn’t afraid of why or what it said. I was excited! Because I knew I was on my way toward self-acceptance of my work. And now I’m in the process of writing my third book.

I’ve gotten rid of the scared little girl of years ago judging my writing, and have become a bold, confident writer. I’m still shy around a lot of people, until I get comfortable, and I have trouble opening up a paragraph or two here and there. Not knowing quite how to word what I want to get out.

I love my family and friends. The readers who have purchased my books are awesome. So thanks to my readers, my family and friends. Without you, there would be no me.

Happy reading!

About Noelle Rahn-Johnson

Noelle Rahn-Johnson has lived in Minnesota her whole life. She currently lives in the Northern area of Minnesota with her husband and four children. She enjoys reading, fishing, sleeping, reading, snuggling, watching TV when she's bored or reading. Did I mention she likes to read and snuggle up with her kindle? She also shares her home with two dogs and a very spoiled cat.

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About SHATTERED PIECES

Betsey Ann

Colton’s holding me tight as we slow dance. He tilts my head up and lowers his lips to mine. I’m lost to him. Holding me close, his kisses are soft, slow and he’s exploring my lips, wanting more. I’m melting into him and easing into the kiss. No wait. He’s a friend, I can’t do this. I push away and run out into the night hearing him calling after me.

What did I just do?

One minute I’m celebrating my best girlfriend Paige’s wedding and the next, I’m kissing Colton. Him and I are best friends and tell each other almost everything. We cuddle and watch movies. We go out for dinners. We sleep together, but no sex. We just can’t.

I’ve been shattered in the past. I’m better now but my heart is still healing. I’m not looking for another relationship. But I know Colton likes me more than a friend. I haven’t told him my secret and that’s the reason I can’t love another man right now. Can I go there again? Love Colton and risk my heart? Can I trust him to not shatter me?

Colton

My heart is saying kiss her, kiss her while my brain is saying just be friends and wait for her to be ready. My heart is winning.

I pull her closer and lower my lips to hers. I tease her lips to see what she’ll do and she kisses me back. I deepen the kiss but I feel her pull away from me then she bolts out the door. I call her name but she runs faster.

What did I just do?

I’ve just ruined our friendship by pushing her. I know she’s been through something in the past that makes her scared to open up to me. I’m a player. I get around with the ladies. I’m this way because of someone in my past. I’ve put up walls around my heart to prevent myself from getting hurt again. I’m a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy. But when I’m with Betsey Ann, she’s a love ‘em and keep ‘em kind of girl. I don’t want just another woman screaming my name in bed. I only want one woman in my bed for the rest of my life. I want more, so much more. Can I piece her shattered heart back together again and make her love me?