March 13, 2017 Personal, Uncategorized, Writing 4
Good afternoon, internet.
I’ve started and stopped this blog post about a dozen times since the beginning of the year. I feel like I should let you all know that I’m still alive, but I’m struggling with what to say, exactly. I guess the best thing to do is my usual approach–stumble into it and see if I can rediscover my voice along the way.
I’ve already shared that 2016 was the hardest year of my life. (more…)
Hello, friends.
Things are mostly unchanged around here. We’re still in a pretty thick patch of brambles. My family is fractured and broken, and my writing is still at a standstill with no hope of return.
And it’s to this season of joy that I bring grief, pain, anguish unresolved.
This has been the hardest year of my life. (more…)
March 1, 2016 Uncategorized, Writing 8
I did it.
I finished Bloodbonded.
Well, not “finished.” I will have a few more folks read through it one more time before I publish it, just to make sure that the last changes I made make sense and find any weird mistakes, inconsistencies, typos, extra blank lines, etc. And there are a few peripherals that need to be done–a character index, an appendix, a revised bio, some maps. But those are small things, really. The good news is…
Bloodbonded is basically DONE.
November 16, 2015 Uncategorized, Writing 2
Facebook continues to vex me.
I still hate it, but for whatever reason, I keep going to it like an addict who needs a fix. I sometimes back off of posting on my personal page for a while, but then I peek out like a little groundhog, test the waters, and immediately regret it. With all the stuff going on in the world and a whole lot of crappy personal stuff going on the last couple of weeks, I should have just stayed away from Facebook and picked up my knitting. But I didn’t, and yesterday, I ventured onto Facebook and confronted one of those memory posts.
The thing about November is that a lot of my memories involve NaNoWriMo. I already shared one of the NaNoWriMo posts from last year, so I kind of poked through the other memories and realized…
This one is mostly for my sisters in Christ. If you aren’t a sister in Christ, you can look away, and I promise you won’t miss anything. But you can read, too, if you want. I’m okay either way.
Here’s the thing on fear: Y’all gotta stop it.
September 30, 2015 Personal, Uncategorized, Writing 4
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.
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…)
December 1, 2014 Personal, Writing 4
So fall is almost gone.
Clearly, I have not managed to get back on the blogging bandwagon at all since emerging from my cave. Forgive me. I will make this a goal in 2015: “Blog more than once per season.”
Today I am busy catching up on administrative work for my two volunteer positions, but as I work on the mundane, I’m also meditating on my faith journey of the last two years.
For those who don’t know, I had a bit of a “crash” in August 2012. (more…)
“If the world hates you, you know that it has hated Me before it hated you. If you were of the world, the world would love its own; but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, because of this the world hates you.” – John 15:18-19, NASB
This is a hard post for me to write.
It’s not because I’m ashamed of what I am. I’m not.
It’s not because I fear retribution. I don’t.
It’s not because I think I will lose business or audience. I might, but I’m okay with that.
No, this is a hard post for me to write because I’m a nice person.