Peggy Purser Freeman

Peggy Purser Freeman - Author/Freelance Writer/Freelance Peggy Purser Freeman, former editor for Granbury Showcase Magazine, writes for magazines across Texas. She is author of The Coldest Day in Texas, Swept Back to a Texas Future, Teach Writing Without a Pencil, Dip Street and Other Miracles, Spy Cam One and numerous articles including: Chicken Soup for the Bride, Chicken Soup Teens Talk to Middle Graders, Chicken Soup for the Soul Happily Ever After, Chicken Soup Devotionals. In the past she has written and hosted Kid Talk, a DCTV production and presented for Radio Disney public affairs shows 620 AM. More information about Peggy Freeman: Author – The Coldest Day in Texas, (TCU Press) one of three finalists for The Texas League of Writers Teddy Book Award, presented by First Lady Laura Bush. Peggy has three books scheduled to be released in 2014. Swept Back to a Texas Future – a historical play for children, depicting an overview of Texas history. (Hendrick-Long) Editor – Peggy served for the past ten years as editor for Granbury/Glen Rose Showcase Magazine. Freelance Writer – Peggy writes for major magazines across Texas. She has written columns for newspapers and written and presented for Radio Disney public affairs shows 620AM. Speaker – Peggy’s speaks on: her own work, the writing process, Texas history, responsible behavior, values and finding your own family history. Teacher – Peggy has taught writing classes at the University of Texas at Arlington continuing education and Texas A&M Tarleton’s Langdon Center in Granbury. Student Writing Workshops – Students of all ages love writing when they participate in Peggy’s workshops. Centered on games and fun activities even writing becomes an enjoyable adventure.   Blog and Social Media – Peggy has built up a blogging readership and Twitter list with six different sites. Using the team concept, her social media strategy informs and excites the base. Plus it reaches out and pulls the public into the website.

Feb 222021

Dear Tweens, today there’s a new book to read and it’s mine. The ebook is available at a special launch price of $2.99. Join me and have fun as I launch and promote books that build spiritual muscles.

This week is My Sister the Cheerleader launch. The paperback will soon be live on Amazon.

1. Join me and stroll down memory lane, share pictures of your cheerleaders (with or without pom-poms.)

2. With each share, you increase your chances of winning an ebook, paperback (see choices on ), or a $20 gift card from Amazon.

3.You can help me by sharing this page with your friends and family.

At thirteen, Makay decides she can no longer wait for the angel Gabriel to pop up with a cosmic plan for her life. No way will she hide in her sister’s shadow. Makay takes her battle for individuality to the beach. When trying to impress the in crowd leads to humiliation, Makay rethinks her plan. That plan includes trying out for a competitive cheer team. Will she survive the mean girls’ sabotage and make the cheer team? Will she ever be special like her sister, the cheerleader?

Feb 142021

Join me in February, 2021, for prizes and free books for middle-grade girls as I celebrate my latest book – My Sister the Cheerleader.

At thirteen, Makay decides she can no longer wait for the angel Gabriel to pop up with a cosmic plan for her life. No way will she hide in her sister’s shadow. Makay takes her battle for individuality to the beach. When trying to impress the in crowd leads to humiliation, Makay rethinks her plan. That plan includes trying out for a competitive cheer team. Will she survive the mean girls’ sabotage and make the cheer team? Will she ever be special like her sister, the cheerleader?

Get your autographed copy My Sister the Cheerleader

From the Author:
In this humorous and yet poignant story, Makay’s need for revenge grows stronger than her faith. Makay’s problems may sound familiar. Bullies are everywhere! Chapter devotionals have been added to this book to echo her problems and help the reader find a stronger faith. It’s my prayer that each young reader knows that God’s Spirit cheers for you in each success and each trial. He runs on the field with you in all you do. He whispers guidance and love over you. You are a winner on His team.

Jan 152021

Ridge Roberts

At 17 the amazing Ridge Roberts releases his first album to an audience that stretches’ across the US. Having won almost every fiddle title possible, this expectational musician and extraordinary young man launches into the recording industry with the same focus as he did into playing the fiddle as an eight-year-old. We’ve known Ridge as that boy taking fiddle fans in Texas and the rest of the country hostage with his great smile and honest, good-natured kindness. Watching him grow in stature and character has been a blessing.
Now Ridge has fiddled his way into the recording industry with his first CD. It’s available now at

Lone Star Fiddler

Recorded in February 2020 in Nashville, Tennessee, Lone Star Fiddler is Ridge Roberts’ long-anticipated debut fiddle album. It pays homage to his deep Texas roots, the style of fiddling for which he is known, and gives a big tip of the hat to the musical pioneers and legends of the past. If you’re a fan of Texas fiddle music, you’ll love this album—and if this is your first time hearing it, sit back and enjoy this toe-tapping collection of Texas fiddle classics! Featuring championship fiddler Ridge Roberts, legendary rhythm guitar slinger Joey McKenzie, and world-class upright bassist Dennis Crouch, Lone Star Fiddler showcases authentic Texas-style fiddling at its finest!

Grey Eagle    Paddy on the Turnpike    Crafton Blues  
Kelly Waltz    Billy in the Lowground    Sally Johnson   
River Road Two-Step   Gardenia Waltz    Sunnyside 
Big John McNeil   Garfield’s March    La Zenda Waltz  
Apple Blossom    Brilliancy    Lone Star Rag  
Lily Dale   Sally Goodin
Jan 092021

2021 begins with me turning three-quarters of a century old.

Last year my birthday person included Diane Munford. This year I want to repeat that birthday choice and add her mom–everybody’s mom–Mom Hamilton.

Diane and I lifted one another up through it all. She kept me playing Pickleball which lowered my A1C levels. And by encouraging her I at better. Durning lockdown she called, texted, Facetimed me and we laughed. I met Diane because her Mom is everyone’s mom. Every year we all gather at Oakdale Park in Glen Rose on Mother’s Day weekend with Mom Hamilton and her delightful family. That’s where I met Diane, her brother, sister-in-law, and hundreds of other dulcimer friends.

Even though we didn’t get to go there this year as a group my pandemic shutdown was still blessed by accidentally camping next to Mom’s great-granddaughter and her mom and dad. Then in the summer we accidentally on purpose camped in a National Park in NM with Mom’s son, Dana, and precious wife Judy.

Not many friends share their mom and entire family with me. I have more reasons this year to say thank you to you, Diane. I so apreciate you for listening to me rant, pray and worry through the year.

Read the story about my Birthday Person below.

Giving Yourself a Birthday Party ~from

Cruisin’ Thru Life – Dip Street and Other Miracles

When I turned thirty-three, I hated my birthday. I found myself in an emotional waiting room, dressed in my party clothes—wondering who would give me a party? Who would bring presents, bake a cake, blow-up balloons? Who would say, I’m of value even though I’m getting older?
“Well, what do you want to do?” my husband asked in an exasperated voice.
“I… I want…I don’t know,” I stuttered, “something special.”
“You want to go to the new restaurant?”
“Go out with friends?”
“Something special, so I don’t just feel old.”
“Hmmmm.” He disappeared into the garage. I’ve always thought garages were built just so men had a place to escape.
With no party in sight, I decided to give my own. How to celebrate? I couldn’t really think of any event that would turn my depression into joy. I had no idea what I truly wanted or needed.
Down through the years, Christmas time had remained my favorite celebration. I loved to give gifts especially to those who had meant a great deal to me. This is where the idea to select a Birthday Person formed.
Now each year I select someone who has blessed my life. I chose my mom first. I was her eighth child. She gave me life and added a great deal of fun and love along the way. Next was my sister, Ouida. We shared everything. Best of all, she shared her faith in Christ with me and many others. She died a few years after I made her my birthday person. We never know how long we have to say thank you.
In the months before my birthday, I think of all the people that have blessed me. I search for a small token–a gift. Then I plan what I want to say. After writing my first rough draft, I get a clean sheet of paper that doesn’t have tear stains on it. And then I create the finished product and mail it with a simple present. There have been many tears involved in writing notes to my Birthday Person, tears of joy, tears of healing—tears shared on the giving and the receiving end.
I’ve chosen a Birthday Person(s) each year, all my sisters, brothers, daughters, youth directors, pastors, grandchildren, family and friends—all have changed my life in amazing ways. Some years it has been more difficult to choose a birthday person and several times I’ve included a group–my Sunday School, Facebook friends and more. It has blessed me beyond any gift I could have received. By focusing on others, I have eliminated the fear of more wrinkles and gray hair looming in my future. I’m amazed when glancing back over the copies of these letters to see many people on my list have now passed away—my mom, sisters, brothers and friends people who changed my life. People who gave me so much, people who I could never thank enough now gone. I’m so glad I thanked them when I did.
Thankfulness feeds a healthy soul within us. My “Birthday Person” celebration has spread to many of my friends. The healing power of saying thank you and praising others can keep you young—that and a box of hair color and really good facial serum.

Apr 062020

While reading Lisa Wingate‘s Book of Lost Friends, I thought of the teacher that changed my life. The one that said you can instead of you can’t. Enter Lisa’s contest today. If you have taught or if there was a special teacher you will love this book. Actually, anyone will love this book.
I was the tallest girl in the third grade. That’s what I was and worst than that, I wouldn’t be going to fourth grade, because I couldn’t read.
“Peggy, either do better in reading, or I will have to keep you in third grade,” the teacher told me and handed me a book, Tip and Mitten. January frost on the north window looked like a spring day compared to her face.
I opened the book and studied all the squiggly lines on the pages. Reading was too hard. Besides I could make up better stories in my imagination than a dumb dog hiding in the leaves. “Where’s Tip? Where’s Tip? Here, Tip.”
But I did want to go to fourth grade. I could just see me eight feet tall and still in third grade. So I read. “Here…is…T…ip.”
I read to everyone who would listen, even Sally the cow. I worked and I worked. Then one day it happened. I loved reading. I read every Nancy Drew book in the library. I still couldn’t spell and usually made an “F” on my writing papers. I didn’t care about grammar. I thought since I couldn’t spell it didn’t matter. I wrote really messy, hoping the teacher wouldn’t know if it was an “E” or an “I.” It didn’t work. The teacher thought I was dumb and messy.
Then in high school, I had a wonderful teacher who gave two grades, one for the story I wrote, how it made her feel and how my words fit together. I made my first “A.” Of course, there was an “F” below it, but I made my first A on a writing paper. That “A” made me think I had something good inside me, something I could share with others.
Quite a few years later the computer came along, and now I’m an author and a magazine editor. I love writing for children. I never dreamed I’d be able to write, but my teacher thought I could. My mom thought I could. My sister thought I could. Guess what, I have a great imagination. I discovered that spelling and grammar can be learned. A great imagination is a real gift, but determination and working to achieve your dreams is the fact that changes dreams into reality. It only took one teacher to give me the vision.
Apr 062020
Daddy Daughter Duet.

Mom, probably woke up and saw it online and said, “What? You didn’t even comb her hair!” So did this one. I think this was several years back and Claire Ryan was four.

Mar 292020 Join me online.

Friday, April 3rd

Mar 262020

Join Presenter: Peggy Purser Freeman for a fun game with verbs with your children while sheltering in place.
For: Elementary Middle School children and Teachers
It’s free during this time.
Games and Activities to Improve Writing -Part 2 Verb BallVerb Ball – a game to immediately change passive verbs to active verbs while having fun with your family. This session will focus on the game Verb Ball. However, the author will talk about writing and encourage all students especially those…
Confirmed for:03-31-2020 10:00 AM Central Time

Mar 262020

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Mar 222020

Overall 5 out of 5 stars

Audio Performance 5 out of 5 stars

Story 5 out of 5 stars
Reviewed: 11-03-19


I have not been reading books set in the War Between the States from the modern view of authors unwilling to show the reason for the confederacy and true facts of history.

Peterson has written a well-rounded book in this the third in the series. I think everyone should start with this book. It’s the best. The characters are delightful and only a few Historical facts are wrong. The plot is good and only the villain is overdone.

Most of today’s novels write of that war as totally about slavery. They hold a POV either of the entire North (who all supposedly never owned slaves and where each and every person wants to free slaves ) or from the South where each person is an evil slave owner except one. Peterson writes people caught in the middle with questions and regrets. Granted it is in Texas, and Texas had only been a State for a short time. But she shows the heart of each person toward the war, slavery and the Native Americans. Her main mistake was in saying the Emancipation Proclamation freed the slaves. Secretary of State Seward’s own words say no slaves were freed by that document. Of the slaves in 6 union-controlled states were not freed and only the states they had no control over were freed.

Peterson’s point is that of healing and the futility of that horrible war. She creates a wonderful story and slices in God’s redemption.

Raudman did an exceptional narration on the audio book,