Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
I am entering a beginning of a novel in a contest. It is currently online on a website called You Write On. I have the month of June to receive ratings. Each writer from the site who rates the story leaves me comments as well. If you would like to see the comments as they come in please check out the Unwritten tap at the top of the blog. I am allowed to edit my work based on the comments submitted - up until the end of June. Although the site is made for writers you can check it out if you're curious.
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Friday, May 27, 2011
"Are you ashamed of the gospel?"
Ouch! That hurt. But a good hurt - the kind you feel when someone pours hydrogen peroxide over an open sore. A cleansing 'ouch'.
Here is my official response. No. I am not ashamed. I am afraid.
Oh I bet you all rolled off your chair and hit the floor, didn't you? She didn't use the 'f' word, again did she? I heard you mutter that, by the way.
Or maybe its just me that is so tired of hearing myself say that word. Okay. Okay. I admit it. I'm afraid.
I need to know where I stand with my writing. Do I really need validation? From my frail human experience - YES. From God's divine experience - no. But I am human. Forgive me.
So the age old question - as old as time itself - is asked again. I will borrow the words from our Savior. "Who do the people say I am?" Jesus warned us that the world would not accept him. They would find him offensive. That is nothing new. I do not write novels for the ones who don't know Him. I write for the ones
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
"Paris is the City of romance, you know?" She said with a smile that carried such weight. "Too bad you didn't take advantage of that. Seeing Paris with a sister is one thing but ...". She paused and a look of faraway places and passionate love took over. "Seeing Paris, walking hand in hand with a man you love - that's what it is all about Dear."
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
I am posting a trailer and a link to where you can get tickets. You should get the tickets early apparently. They are letting people reserve tickets as well as getting them at the door - however the radio says the tickets are going fast.
My family are not able to attend this. I hope some of you can!
Tickets information here and here.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
As an author, words are very important. I am researching about editing and there is a lot of advice out there on sloppy words and ineffective phrases. (Which I am certain I use too many of them.) Just remember the term ... learning curve, as you read my story.
So as I edit my six manuscripts over the next while I will be using the great advice of the video.
By the way, if you haven't wished your mom a happy Mother's Day yet, make your words count!
To my Mom: I love you for everything you have shown me. Your ability to love others has increased my definition of friend and family so much. Your kindness to everyone I have ever seen you with has allowed me the eyes to see the unlovable and the hearts that are searching to be loved. You have shown me that today is a beautiful day and I MUST see it while I can. Love you MOM!
I made two posts today, so don't forget to scroll down.
Quinn and Cathie continue on with their phone call talking into the wee hours of the morning. A few of the topics that are important to the flow of the story are:
- Cathie attempts to 'help' Quinn see the revelation she has seen from God. Only Quinn doesn't respond to it that well. Sometimes we think the amazing thing God is teaching us is for everyone - but God seldom works that way.
- The two of them argue a little over the role that God is playing in Anna's condition and in Quinn's chaotic circumstances. Quinn, in frustration wants Cathie to butt out.
- The two end on a bitter note, saying good night but Quinn promises to come see her in the morning.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Typically when I receive a story and begin to write it, I don't worry too much about the things that don't make any sense to me. I only focus on writing it down. Often there are scenes or tidbits of information that I can not explain as I 'm writing. (Remember I see these stories in my mind as a movie. I, like you, only see the part that is in front of me. I have to travel through the story chronologically in order to find the ending. And often there are these little items that I cannot account for or justify to the story while I'm writing it. Never failing though, God always provides a solution by the end.
When I am finished writing the story, I can go back and edit those loose ends. The amazing thing is most of
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Recently, Carrie Underwood and Vince Gill performed this hymn at a music awards show that is televised around the world. It is powerful. (see video here)
It tickles my heart (and tear ducts) to see My God worshiped and glorified on National television. Then to receive a standing ovation to boot. I am sure many folks out there think that the audience was standing for Carrie's amazing voice. However I have a different thought.
There are countless people who grew up on bible stories and prayers of a faithful grandparent. Some were sitting in that audience. There is an abundance of folks who know what they believe, but with the pressures of fame and fortune they have forgotten how to live it. Some of them were sitting in that concert hall. There are endless stories of individuals who have an ache in their heart but they don't know what fills it. They have tried fame, they have tried alcohol and drugs, or relationships and money. Someone once penned it as a God-shaped hole that nothing else will fill. Some of the awe-inspired faces in that crowd were these people.
I think this performance is a perfect example of what God will do to bring His people to Himself. He took a willing servant, Carrie and Vince, and poured out His love on a mass of unsuspecting Country folk.
People were clapping for God that night. At least the ones who stood first. (I believe that!!)
This video also reminds me a scripture that I often consider. It is in Isaiah, chapter 55, verse 10 and 11.
"As the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty."
Let us, the ones that love God and love His people, storm the gates of heaven in prayer for every soul that was present in that building that night; and every faceless soul that watched over the TV airwaves; and every precious one that has viewed it online - let's pray that the impact that song had will not be void, but that it will return to Jesus filled with prayers of redemption, renewal and recommittment.
Psalm 48:1 "Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised." Amen.