Writing

Celebration

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IMG_20151020_135428921Dear readers,

 
It’s finally happened.

I have finally managed to send Bloodbonded to beta readers again.

This was a doozy of a week, too. It didn’t start out that way. It started out with promise. (more…)

I Just Don’t Care Anymore

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A lot of things have changed since I came back to writing fiction. I think the biggest one is that I stopped caring.
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Epilogue

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Some footnotes and random thoughts…

  • The new draft of Bloodbonded is done. It’s rather anti-climatic–not the story, but the finishing of such. I am glad that I worked out the major issues, but as I sit here staring at this massive semi-final tome, I find myself feeling… meh. Maybe I’ll perk up about it when I start reading through it. The read through starts tomorrow. Beta readers are lined up and waiting. Here’s hoping they get it in about two weeks.
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Purpose, Calling, and Obedience

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Warning: This is long, rambly, and very Jesus-y. #sorrynotsorry You can’t say you haven’t been warned.

A friend sent me this article the other day. Go ahead and read it. I’ll wait.

*insert Musak here*

Okay, you’re back.

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Connor’s Journal

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A very tiny piece of Connor Mac Niall’s journal (written many, many years after the events of Ravenmarked and Bloodbonded):

It changes a man, this battle. War. It changes a man.

You know that growing up. I wasn’t a stranger to violence. I started hunting when I was . . . I don’t know. Three? Four? My father taught me to use a knife early, and I remember helping him with tanning. I brought down my first deer when I was seven. Taking the life of an animal wasn’t hard. It was necessary. Still, it took a long time to stop shaking after that kill. But no steak before or since has tasted so good.

It was always repugnant to my mother. She’s Sidh. She never understood why I needed meat. But the human side of me craved it. I couldn’t understand how they could go without it, the Sidh.

I fear I’m a great disappointment to my mother. (more…)

Encouraged

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The last couple of weeks have been odd.

On the one hand, it’s been a very long time since I’ve been this frustrated, discouraged, and exhausted with my volunteer job. I was overwhelmed and frustrated in summer 2013 when I first took the job, but I expected it then. I mean, I was still in the midst of my long, dark tea-time of the soul (thanks, Douglas Adams, for that phrase; I use it often), and so pretty much everything was frustrating, overwhelming, discouraging, etc. But I got over that and had a pretty good couple of years… until recently. Let’s just say that it’s become crystal clear that it is time for me to step down as a leader. Either I am really not a good fit for this job, or else I’m just really, really tired. It’s probably a bit of both.

But on the other hand… I have experienced a new surge of encouragement from the world of Christian artists. (more…)

Changes… Again…

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I hope this is the last time I have to tell you guys there are changes. But to be candid, I doubt it. Life is, after all, an exercise in change and adaptation.

This time, the changes are good… I hope.

To backtrack a bit…

I had to do a bit of soul-searching again this summer. I went to an American Heritage Girls convention, and it was fantastic. But I came away challenged to evaluate the position of AHG in my life, and it didn’t fare well in the long run.

Don’t get me wrong. I love AHG. (more…)

A CBA Hero

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My friend Jamie Greening recently shared this picture on Facebook:

Christian publishing

First of all, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It’s funny because it’s (sort of) true.

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The Truth

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Summer is always interesting. They call it “summer break,” but I think that only applies to the kids. I have never been busier. I went straight from the frantic pace of school year-end ceremonies, activities, parties, field trips, and the like to the frantic pace of summer. It’s been non-stop since mid-June. I’ve had three campouts (well, the third one is this weekend), one trip to Indiana, doctor’s appointments, vacation Bible school, recharter work for my AHG troop, and the usual everyday minutiae to keep me inundated for over a month now.

Needless to say, writing has taken a backseat. Well, more accurately, writing is a tin can dragging from the rear bumper of a rickety trailer at the end of a car moving at breakneck speed down I-5.

However…

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Reluctance

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At the risk of repeating myself . . .

Here I am again, five months after my last post wondering how this much time went by. I have to be candid—I pretty much forgot I even had a blog. Apparently, when you finally remember you have a blog after months away from it, you have to clear a lot of spam. A LOT of spam.

Things have changed a bit. When I first published this website and blog about a year ago, I had every intention of returning to freelance commercial writing. (more…)