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Sabbatical

Whoever thought that the girl who scoffed at hiatus and deleting social media would be writing a post like this? And yet here I am.  I'm just so very depleted, mostly emotionally. This summer has been one of the best of my life—then why have I shed so many tears? Hope has been very real, probably when it shouldn't have been so. Dreams and pursuits have had very little attention. My father's campaign has taken a lot out of me. Church hopping has been very hard, even while amazing. Door knocking has been harder yet . . . Though there have been many bright, joyful conversations. I talk about how I don't like denominations and political parties. This summer has shown me fully why. Even more, it's shown me the good on every side as I listened to other people share their perspectives. Some of my reasoning is personal. But it all boils down to this: I'm so very, very tired, and there's too much energy put into running online platforms. I just can't do it. I'
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Dreams Or Whatever You Call Those Fantastic Goals

I decided to be outlandish.  I have many dreams. I try to keep them all within the realm of reality or at least confined by what I know I can accomplish on my own.  But I've heard it's healthy to know what you want, even if it's beyond and above yourself. So here goes.  Dreams Be published on Babylon Bee. Be interviewed by Ben Shapiro or Candace Owens. Write a television or radio commercial for a product, but write it so people laugh and never forget that product no matter how dull. Such as a jump rope.  Have A Series of Thoughts become a TV show. I must write the script though. (My six novellas are completed).  Write a book or story in German. Even a poem will do.   Co-author a book with Katherine Paterson. (I do hope to at least meet her one day!). Have at least one of my books hit the New York's best selling list.  Find one of my books in a thrift store and buy it for a quarter, or even ten cents. Send my books to prisoners and I'll use the covers

How To Write A Stress-Free Serial

I've written several serials for my blog now, two fiction and many nonfiction. And I've finished them all ... something that has resulted in many of my friends asking me, "Please, share your secret!?" And because I don't want it to be a secret, I have decided to share. 1. Have an idea worth finishing First, know what you want to write. It's all good and fun to know that you want to write a serial, but make sure before you start writing that it's actually serial material. Inspired to write something, but been putting it off because it's just not quite good enough or appropriate for a traditional novel but you're in love with it anyway?  Ask yourself if your current reader base would like it ... don't write horror if your readers are a bunch of Christian 14-year olds. Try to make sure the content still fits your blog.  All of my serials were ideas I was passionate about.  The fiction ones,  The Lawrence Children  and  Susan

What Does It Mean To Be Real?

My glückpilz (lucky mushroom/ good luck charm) from Germany What does it mean to be real? A lifestyle Instagrammer might decide to take a break from all her normal photos to share something that is “real”. It lacks filters or artistic arrangement in the trade of something “less” pretty. Even if this “real” post exaggerates the dirt with humor, we applaud the woman for her bravery in being real. Someone might make a Facebook post and say, “You might not know this, but I’m actually NOT doing well.” Even if she makes these posts on a regular basis, we admire her willingness to be real. More than we admire the person who is active in politics, society, economics, theology, philosophy, or other real-world problems. I’ve heard people complaining that social media is depressing because it’s full of fake people posting about a life that’s unattainable and unrealistic; as if someone’s artistic or encouraging words or photos automatically must cause dissatisfaction in our own lives.

Book Question Game (PLEASE READ MY QUESTIONS AT THE END!)

Rules :  Thank the person who nominated you.  Thanks,  Julian.  I don't think I've ever taken over a year to respond to a tag before. But ... here I am ;)  Tag your post with #awesomebloggeraward.   Answer the questions you were asked.   Nominate at least 5 bloggers and inform them of their nominations.   Give them 10 new questions to answer.  Questions  A book you've had for a long time but still haven't read.  I own a lot of books, so when I answer this, I'm just speaking some random title out of hundreds. Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens. For some reason, I wanted and wanted and wanted to read it forever. I finally found a gorgeous copy, bought it, and have yet to read it.   A book you read right after buying it.  Most non-fictions of mine I read right after purchasing. Usually, something to do with history or politics.   A book you regret buying.  I never regret, though sometimes I repent. Probably all my Janette Oke books that I threw away. Oh, and the Pri

"Dearly Cursed": My First Audio Story!

One could say that I live off of audiobooks. I would not deny their allegation. They are the energy behind my housecleaning business. I consider them to be my college education if you will. Even my college entertainment. Though I have plenty of entertainment besides.  When I saw an opportunity to team up with Joshua Hunter to have one of my stories made into audio, how could I not? Of course, first I heard a sample of his work. And wow! My initial thought was that he sounded just like the main narrator of Orson Scott Card's Ender Game  and Ender's Shadow  series; some of my favorite audiobooks. I sent him some of my short stories, he chose one, and I was far from disappointed with the final result.  The audio is just over sixteen minutes long and is a short story I originally wrote for a collection that Will Cloud was working on. My piece is called Dearly Cursed and is set just right after the Children's Crusade, about two of the children returning to their village once

A Debate I Had On Facebook

Genesis 22  (NIV)   Some time later God tested Abraham. He said to him, “Abraham!”  “Here I am,” he replied.  Then God said, “Take your son, your only son, whom you love—Isaac—and go to the region of Moriah. Sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on a mountain I will show you.”  Early the next morning Abraham got up and loaded his donkey. He took with him two of his servants and his son Isaac. When he had cut enough wood for the burnt offering, he set out for the place God had told him about.  On the third day Abraham looked up and saw the place in the distance.  He said to his servants, “Stay here with the donkey while I and the boy go over there. We will worship and then we will come back to you.”  Abraham took the wood for the burnt offering and placed it on his son Isaac, and he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them went on together,  Isaac spoke up and said to his father Abraham, “Father?” “Yes, my son?” Abraham replied. “The fire and wood a