The story of Elizabeth Tenner, a 26-year-old sister-turned-mom to 3 younger brothers, thanks to their avid alcohol- and drug-using parents. After saving their money for more than a year, the boys send Elizabeth from their home in Western New York on vacation to coastal North Carolina, where she meets Nathan, the first man she’s ever truly cared about. The siblings have to try to make room for this new guy in Elizabeth’s life, but they’re not the only ones with work to do: Nathan and Elizabeth’s brothers have a solid faith, Elizabeth has no faith at all. Can she make room in her heart for God’s love? For His promises of everlasting peace? Can the Tenner household find room for one more person, after spending years carefully and skillfully creating the stable family life they longed for as young children?
Targeted Age Group:
Women, ages 18+
How is Writing In Your Genre Different from Others?
“Making Room” is written as people speak. That is to say, it’s realistic and genuine. It’s not overdone, but it’s not too simple. It’s filled with people who love each other but just can’t figure out how to treat each other perfectly through trying circumstances, which is pretty much like all of us.
What Advice Would You Give Aspiring Writers?
Don’t give up. If it matters that much to you, that passion is there for a reason! Dare to dream.
Elisa Pompili grew up in a small town in Western New York, spending most of her time with her big Italian family and a few close friends. Elisa works as a school counselor and loves big and small adventures, chocolate, and traveling. She wrote and finished her debut novel long before she ever knew she would live in North Carolina, where she currently resides with her husband Greg and their cat Sheldon.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
The “Why” for “Making Room” started in 2004. I remember sitting down at my Dell Desktop looking out the window at about 18 inches of snow. I grew up in Western New York where snow is a probability from October-April. I was cold for 21 years until I moved to Savannah, Georgia. The summer before this exceptionally snowy winter I had gone on a road trip with my best friend to North Carolina, my dream-haven since my first visit there 3 years prior. “Making Room” started with a simple scene in my head – a woman looking up at the stars with her toes in the Atlantic Ocean, holding the hand of a man she loved, saying “There’s nothing like a Carolina sky.” She was warm (I was not), she was on a beach (I was not), and she was in love (I was not). Oftentimes, writing can be about putting yourself in a position you’re not and toying with the possibility of said position, safely and without any repercussion.