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Below: Opening the FIRST book!

✈️ Final Call: Signed Collector’s Editions of Bones Beneath the Prairie

I never imagined it would come to this—just me, a suitcase, and a stack of stories that changed my life.

In a few days, I’m flying to the U.S. to sign every Collector’s Edition of Bones Beneath the Prairie.
No team. No second run. Just a woman who wrote her way out of the fire, heading north with a Sharpie and a grateful heart.

These heirloom editions will be signed, wrapped, and prayed over before they leave my hands.

Getting books back and forth to Mexico isn’t easy — this will likely be the only trip I make to do it.

If you’ve been waiting, this is your moment.
Once they’re gone, they’re gone.

📦 Ships early November
🖊️ Signed Collector’s Edition
💛 Limited quantities remain
👉 CLICK HERE to order before I fly ✈️

From the bottom of my heart — thank you for believing in this story before the world did.
You’ve made this prairie bloom again.

Roseann
Bones Beneath the Prairie

Collector’s Editions—Hardback & Paperback

Signed, wrapped, and sent with love.

Preorder your signed Collector’s Edition of Bones Beneath the Prairie today. Each hardcover and paperback comes wrapped in blue kraft paper with peach satin ribbon and a personal thank-you note tucked inside. These are limited, first-edition copies — once they’re gone, they’re gone.

Exclusive. Private. Yours alone.

The Lost Pages

September 12, 2025

First Edition-Fritz Lands in Jail. Get yours below!

From the story:
“This is me and Fritz, our boxer. Big-pawed, muscle-strong, loyal as the day was long. He wasn’t just a dog—he was ours. He belonged to us the way the prairie sky belonged to the horizon. Half-wild, all heart… That was Fritz.”

Sign up below to read the full story when it drops.

headline: Fritz lands in Jail!

🌅 Front Porch Chats—coming soon on Zoom.

Pour a glass at sunset and join me for stories, conversation, and community. Sign up here to be the first to know when we gather.

My front porch looks a little different these days—more sand than prairie, more waves than windmills—but the welcome is the same. I’d love for you to join me for a Front Porch Chat on Zoom, a time of stories, laughter, and honest conversation. Sign up here, and I’ll let you know the moment we kick it off. Bring a glass of wine (or coffee, I won’t argue).

Front Porch Chats