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1. NAF Blog

I just posted a new blog on my joint blog, New Authors Fellowship. Come read it here!

New Authors Fellowship

Thanks!

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2. New Authors Fellowship

Hello! To all of you who follow or have followed my blog in the past, I apologize for having been absent for so long.

This month marks a new phase in my family's life, as my husband and I made the decision to put our children in private school. As a side effect, I am hoping to have more time to work on things like writing and blogging, so please stay tuned for more!

Also, a fantastic development in my writing journey, I have been invited to join a group blog, the New Authors Fellowship, a blog featuring the as-yet unpublished authors of Christian Speculative fiction. I'll be posting there once a week or so, along with (I hope) resuming regular postings on this blog.

Please come check out the wonderful posts of my fellow Fellowshippers here! And if you want to read my first post on that blog, chronicling the mental gymnastics I went through to make the decision to put my kids in school, read School Daze.

Thanks folks! See you soon!

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3. Mommy Rhapsody

I just thought this was too cute not to share! Enjoy!


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4. Blog Interview with Shawna Kail Williams

Greetings, Chums!


I am so thrilled today to be able to interview my lovely friend Shawna Kail Williams.


I had the privilege of meeting Shawna through a critique group, and have been able to enjoy watching as she has gone through the rigors of the publishing world to have her novel published. It is a pleasure and a privilege to have her on my blog today.



Let's get started!




Welcome, Shawna! Could you tell us a little bit about yourself?

Sure! I'm a Christian, a wife to a wonderful man and mom to three amazing kiddos. We live on a ranch in Mena, AR, and have an extended family of cattle, horses, goats, rabbits, cats, and dogs. I'm a writer (duh...), a homeschooling mom, and I design jewelry. I'm also interested in geology and history, and I love dogs and old houses.

When did you start writing? Why?

I started writing eight years ago after I had a really bizarre dream. The dream was like a story, and it came in "scenes," if you will, with me sometimes observing and sometimes as one of the characters (that's how I've come to think of the people in this dream). The whole thing made so much sense that I found myself thinking about it, all of the time, for about six months as I tried to fill in the periods between "scenes". It finally became so complicated that I had to start writing it out. It eventually turned into a very long and horrible book that sat as a file in my computer for a few years. Every so often I'd get the urge to revise it and attempt to make it better, and while doing that I'd think, "Maybe I'll try to get it published," but then I'd chicken out. This went on for six years, and then two years ago I decided to get serious. I started with books about writing, and then critique groups (Youch!), more books, more critiques. Finally, I started submitting short stories and did pretty well with the few I wrote, getting published fairly quick. This gave me the encouragement to keep after the book.

In essence, that dream is now two books. The first, No Other, has just released, and In All Things comes out in November of this year.

While my writing started because of that dream, I now have a head full of ideas. I also have a third book, not related to the dream, which will be published in December of this year. It's called Orphaned Hearts.

No Other is your newest release. Can you give us a glimpse into the book?

Absolutely!
No Other is a 20th Century Historical, Inspirational Romance. It’s set in a coastal Texas town during 1947, a couple of years after WWII. I really enjoyed writing a story set in this time period because, instead of focusing on how the nation recovered in broad terms, I was able to focus on how individuals set about recovering emotionally from such an event.


Jakob is trying to resume life and deal with his anger over the events of the past five years. His parents are German immigrants who were interned at a camp known as Crystal City during the war. As an American born child he feels betrayed and angry, not just at his communit

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5. Happy Mother's Day!

To all you Mommies and Mommies-to-Be out there, this is for you!




I couldn't find the video for this one, although I know it exists because I've seen it, but here's a fun Mother's Day story:

A man came home from work and found his three children outside, all still in their pajamas, playing in the mud with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around. The front door was open, as was the door to his wife's car, and there was no sign of the dog.

Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over and the throw rug was wadded up in one corner.

In the front room, the TV was blaring a cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various articles of clothing.

In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge was open wide, dog food littered the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He worried she might be ill, or something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door.

As he peered inside he found wet towels, more toys, and scummy soap all over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared on the mirror and walls.

Rushing to the bedroom, he found his wife curled up in bed, still wearing her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.

Bewildered, he asked, "What happened here today?"

She smiled again and asked, "You know every day when you come home from work and ask what in the world I did all day?"

"Yes," came his incredulous reply.

"Well, today I didn't do it."



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6. Word Game Wednesday

Build a Story

I'm taking my kids to the zoo today, so today's story is going to have a zoo theme.

Rules: Add one sentence at a time, no profanity or anything graphic please. Come back throughout the day to add more. No limit to the number of sentences you add! The story can be taken in any direction--romance, mystery, fantasy, adventure--however you want to change it, it's up to you!

Here's the first sentence to get us started:

The day Georgia went to the zoo, something shocking happened.

Your turn! Have fun!

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7. Sermon Notes

In church, we're going through the book of II Timothy. Yesterday the passage was from chapter 3, verses 10-15. The title of the sermon was "Determined Disciples." I really loved this because it really emphasizes that spiritual maturity does not come by accident.

One thing he said that I thought made this point beautifully, is that our conduct is based on our purpose. If we believe our purpose in life is to please ourselves and fulfill our own desires, then we will conduct ourselves accordingly.

If, however, we see our purpose in life as pleasing God and bringing glory to Him, we will act in a way that demonstrates that. The only way we'll persevere in our daily lives is if we truly believe that it is a part of our purpose.

This fits in beautifully with another concept I read just this week, as well. I'm mentoring a girl from church, and we're going through the book "Lies Women Believe" by Nancy Leigh DeMoss. FANTASTIC book, by the way.

Anyway, the most recent chapter was "Lies Women Believe About Themselves." One of those lies is, "I Should Not Have to Live with Unfulfilled Longings." One thing she said is, "If we could have all our longings fulfilled down here, we would easily be satisfied with staying here, and our hearts would never long for a better place... God has made us in such a way that we can never be truly satisfied with anything or anyone less than Himself."

As I pondered that and really thought about what that means, and and began to apply it in light of this week's sermon, I began to realize that it is okay not to have everything I want here and now. Our culture places a very high emphasis on instant gratification, but by not spending all my time striving for what I want, I am not only fulfilling my purpose in life, but I am proving my purpose by looking forward to a fulfillment that is impossible in this life.

As you go out today, I encourage you to examine your purpose in life. Is pleasing yourself all there is to life? How is that working out? Are you fulfilled?

Or, is there something nagging at you, telling you there is something greater? Do you try to meet this need by yourself? Or do you realize that you can never be completely fulfilled outside of having a purpose greater than yourself? Do you live your life in response to a greater calling, looking forward to a future more fulfilling than anything you can imagine on earth?

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8. How to Have the Best Day Ever

Step One:

Give child diarrhea in the middle of the night.

Step Two:

Wake to discover a bedroom that reeks of the aforementioned diarrhea, and the child who is sleeping in it, spreading it all over himself and his bed.

Step Three:

Attempt to hose down child and get him clean before school.

Step Four:

Spend over an hour scrubbing at mattress with steam cleaner.

Step Five:

Drench with Febreeze.

Step Six:

Get a root canal.

Step Seven:

Return home to discover that the bedroom still reeks.

Step Eight:

Repeat step four.

Step Nine:

Repeat step five.

Step Ten:

Run out of Febreeze.

Step Eleven:

Open the window and the door and turn on the fan, praying that the stench will dissipate before children have to sleep in that room.

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9. New Title

I spent this past weekend at a writer's conference, and had the wonderful opportunity to meet with an agent.

The meeting went really well, and the agent gave me some suggestions. The first thing he said was that I would have an easier time and open myself up to a broader market if I changed my genre from Fantasy to Adventure.

Honestly, this came as something as a relief, because I never felt like my story was really fantasy, but I didn't know how to classify it because of the presence of dragons. Having "permission," in a sense, to be in the "adventure" category despite my dragons, is really exciting for me and opens me up to some of the other things I want to write. Therefore, I'm going to start changing my identity over from a fantasy writer to an adventure writer.

So, one of the main things the agent suggested is changing my title. Currently, my working title for my series is Finding Fantasy, and for my first book is Dying for Dragons.

I need to change my title to something that sounds more like an action/adventure/suspense than a fantasy, but still retain the theme of the series, which is that everything in mythology has a place in history. Here's a short synopsis of my story:


Having just finished her master's degree, Emma Harris is presented with the opportunity to follow her passion of proving that dragons were real animals, not just mythological creatures. In her effort to get the information she wants, she unknowingly makes an enemy of the director of a mysterious organization whose main goal is controlling the flow of information in the world. The director, a person shrouded in secrecy, sends agents to silence Emma at all costs, following her literally to the ends of the earth to keep her discoveries from being made revealed.


So, here's what I've come up with so far for titles.

Series:

Flights of Fancy
Flights of Fantasy (I like this one but it still has the element of of fantasy that I'm trying to get away from)
History Hacker (My main problem with this one is that it will be taken as a computer story)
Mythology Marauder (This one is probably my favorite)

Book:

Crypto Conspiracy (That's the only thing I've come up with for this one)

Obviously, I like alliteration, but I am open to other suggestions. So, please tell me what you think of these, what you like or don't like, what you'd pick up in a bookstore, or if you have another title you would suggest that reflects the themes and ideas I'm trying to accomplish. And please come back to see others' suggestions, and give me your input on those!

Thanks for your help!

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10. Irrefutable Laws

I've been getting a lot of comments from people about how I never write on my blog anymore, so I thought I'd start back up with some posts, beginning with some Irrefutable Laws of the Universe.

& Law of Mechanical Repair

After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch and you'll have to pee.

&
Law of Gravity
Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.

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Law of Random Numbers
If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal and someone always answers.

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Law of the Alibi
If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.

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Variation Law
If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will always move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).

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Law of the Bath
When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.

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Law of Close Encounters
The probability of meeting someone you know increases dramatically when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.

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11. Legacy

How many lives does a person touch in eighty-six years?

I arrived at Aunt Vickie’s house for Grandma’s birthday party. The table, adorned with dainty teacups, quaint dishes and napkins glittering in beaded rings, beckoned me with the inviting atmosphere of an old-fashioned tea party. The fragrance of fresh-cut autumn flowers wafted up from elegantly crafted arrangements sprouting from vases carved from pumpkins.

I was ushered into the living room where a host of Grandma’s friends and family gathered to chat. After everyone arrived, we were all seated at the table where seventeen women introduced themselves and explained their relationship to Grandma. Daughters and granddaughters, friends and friends of friends, all who knew and loved Grandma and had been influenced by her in one way or another.

Four lovely ladies, a mother and her three beautiful daughters who were friends of Aunt Vickie’s served us our meal. The first course consisted of elegant tea sandwiches. Chicken salad, fresh and tangy, sat between triangles of whole wheat bread. Crescents of white bread were graced with a magnificent egg salad filling. Finally, crisp cucumbers nestled in a blanket of cream cheese between rectangles of white bread. Along with our sandwiches, we each drank our choice of herbal teas in our delicate teacups.

When we finished our sandwiches, our servers brought us the second course: scones, both plain and with cranberries. An assortment of toppings waited to adorn our scones—Devonshire cream and lemon curd, and homemade strawberry, peach and plum jellies.

After we’d eaten our fill of scones, Aunt Vickie announced one of the reasons she’d wanted to host this party. After the death of a friend’s mother-in-law, the friend said she wished her mother-in-law could have been to the funeral so she could hear all the wonderful things said about her. Aunt Vickie wanted Grandma to hear all about the lives she touched, so she asked Grandma’s family and a few close friends to write a note or letter to her, to be shared at the party.

Over thirty letters arrived.

In the interest of time, only the letters from Grandma’s children plus a couple others were read aloud.

We all listened in rapt silence as Aunt Vickie and Aunt Sherri took turns reading the letters aloud, each epistle expressing the personality of the person who wrote it. Poetry, eloquent essays, bullet-pointed lists and heart-felt letters all blended together to paint an exquisite portrait in memories of the life and family Grandma built over the last eighty-six years.
Memories of Grandma’s hospitality, as she invited her children’s friends into her home, becoming sometimes more of a mother to them than their own mothers, then continuing the tradition with her grandchildren’s friends.

Memories of great-grandchildren and nieces and nephews as they snuggled with Grandma on the couch.

Memories of daily family devotions that instilled in her children the value of a lasting relationship with, and continuous dependence on, God.

Memories of baking bread and having dinners promptly at six o’clock every evening, meals that were wholesome and savory for all, no matter how hard she’d worked all day.

Boxes of Kleenex were put to work dabbing at smeared mascara as we heard about the beauty of Grandma’s hands—hands that worked hard but never complained; hands that baked bread and sewed dresses, prepared meals and wiped away tears, made crafts and held her Bible. Hands that nestled, fingers entwined, into the hands of the man she loved for over sixty-two years until Grandpa went to wait for Grandma in their Father’s house.

Grandpa, the man to whom Grandma waved good-bye when he went to war, and welcomed home with open arms when he returned. The man with whom she raised eight children, through the hard work of life on a farm, and through multiple geographical changes. The man whose love, combined with hers, built a home wher

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12. Marcher Lord Press Announces Marcher Lord Select

(Colorado Springs, CO)--Marcher Lord Press, the premier publisher of Christian speculative fiction, today announces the debut of a revolution in fiction acquisitions.

"Marcher Lord Select is American Idol meets book acquisitions," says publisher Jeff Gerke. "We're presenting upwards of 40 completed manuscripts and letting 'the people' decide which one should be published."

The contest will proceed in phases, Gerke explains, in each subsequent round of which the voters will receive larger glimpses of the competing manuscripts.

The first phase will consist of no more than the book's title, genre, length, a 20-word premise, and a 100-word back cover copy teaser blurb. Voters will cut the entries from 40 to 20 based on these items alone.

"We want to show authors that getting published involves more than simply writing a great novel," Gerke says. "There are marketing skills to be developed--and you've got to hook the reader with a good premise."

Following rounds will provide voters with a 1-page synopsis, the first 500 words of the book, the first 30 pages of the book, and, in the final round, the first 60 pages of the book.

The manuscript receiving the most votes in the final round will be published by Marcher Lord Press in its Spring 2010 release list.

No portion of any contestant's mss. will be posted online, as MLP works to preserve the non-publication status of all contestants and entries.

Participating entrants have been contacted personally by Marcher Lord Press and are included in Marcher Lord Select by invitation only.

"We're also running a secondary contest," Gerke says. "The 'premise contest' is for those authors who have completed a Christian speculative fiction manuscript that fits within MLP guidelines and who have submitted their proposals to me through the Marcher Lord Press acquisitions portal before October 29, 2009."

The premise contest will allow voters to select the books that sound the best based on a 20-word premise, a 100-word back cover copy teaser blurb, and (possibly) the first 500 words of the book.

The premise contest entrants receiving the top three vote totals will receive priority acquisitions reading by MLP publisher Jeff Gerke.

"It's a way for virtually everyone to play, even those folks who didn't receive an invitation to compete in the primary Marcher Lord Select contest."

Marcher Lord Select officially begins on November 1, 2009, and runs until completion in January or February 2010. All voting and discussions and Marcher Lord Select activities will take place at The Anomaly forums in the Marcher Lord Select subforum. Free registration is required.

"In order for this to work as we're envisioning," Gerke says, "we need lots and lots of voters. So even if you're not a fan of Christian science fiction or fantasy, I'm sure you love letting your voice be heard about what constitutes good Christian fiction. So come on out and join the fun!"

Marcher Lord Press is a Colorado Springs-based independent publisher producing Christian speculative fiction exclusively. MLP was launched in fall of 2008 and is privately owned. Contact: Jeff Gerke; www.marcherlordpress.com

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13. Contest Blurbs

I'm going to be entering my story in a Premise Contest.

The contest is put on by the one and only Marcher Lord Press, the leading publisher of Christian Speculative Fiction. The idea is to see if readers would be interested in reading my story based on my premise. The first round is based entirely on a 20-word blurb.

What that means, is in twenty words, I have to make my book sound like the most exciting thing out there! I have to encompass the gist of the story and the excitement and tension all in twenty words.

I NEED HELP!

Here are some of the ideas I've come up with so far. Would you, as a reader, want to read my book based on any of these?

I've put a poll on the sidebar. Please vote for your favorite! Also, if you have a new suggestion, or a way to tweak one of the blurbs I've come up with, please write it in the comment section!

Thanks!

1. Emma's dream of searching for dragons is coming true--but how far will she go to prove what she knows?

2. Emma's going to prove dragons exist if it kills her--but what if her search threatens the people she loves?

3. The Organization--Emma has no idea who they are; why are they trying to stop her from proving dragons exist?

4. The most important things in Emma's life--faith and proving dragons exist--Nik hates. Why does she still love him?

5. Despite the threat from a mysterous Organization, Emma is determined to prove dragons exist...but at what cost?

I can't edit the poll because people have already voted, but I got a suggestion to not start with a question, so if your vote is for #6 or #7, just mention it in the comments. Thanks!

6. Proof of dragons exists, and Emma can find it...but the cost may be greater than she's willing to pay.

7. Emma intends to prove dragons exist, but there are those who will try to stop her, no matter the cost.

Okay, go vote! Thanks again for your help!

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14. The Lie

I was talking with a friend last night about lies women believe. It seems that no matter how beautiful or talented or successful some women are, they fall into a trap of self-deprecation or get stuck in abusive relationships or suffer terrible mishaps and they don't know why. In thinking over our conversation, I realized two things. One, it's not just women--it's everyone, and two, no matter what shape it takes, this phenomenon boils down to one thing.

The Lie.

The Lie takes different forms. For some, it is that they don't look right--too fat, too thin, too tall, too ugly, too whatever. For others, it is the opposite. Looks are all they have, so they should play up their appearance and make the most of it. For some it is their ablities. They pour everything into what they do, hoping that by doing enough they'll overcome The Lie. For others, they believe nothing they do is good enough so they stop trying altogether. For some, it is relationships. They believe they can't do better, so they settle for someone who makes them miserable, and remain stuck there. For others, they seek to overcome The Lie by exploring as many different relationships.


What is The Lie?

You are worthless.

The Lie is perpetuated by The Liar. He corrupts us, twists us until we are no longer recognizable, then spits us back out into the world. He tells us repeatedly "You are worthless" until we can't believe anything else. And he does it to keep us from The Truth.

As long as The Liar can keep us mired in The Lie, he can keep us from fully seeing or understanding The Truth. That is his goal, because the only way to fight The Lie is with The Truth.

What is The Truth?

Jesus said, "I am the way, The Truth, and the life."

And here's what He has to say about you:

Truth #1
You are beautiful.

Genesis 1:31 And God looked over everything He had made and it was very good.
Psalm 139:14b I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Truth #2
You are not worthless--you are worth EVERYTHING.

John 3:16 For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life.
Romans 5:8 But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.

Truth #3
You have a purpose.

Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.
Ephesians 1:11 Furthermore, because we are united with Christ, we have received an inheritance from God, for he chose us in advance, and he makes everything work out according to his plan.

I pray that you will start to examine the Lie in your life, in whatever form it takes, and begin to combat it with The Truth.

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15. Word Wednesday

I'm switching it up a little today. Instead of a Word Game, I'm going to explore other words.

Namely, Names.

Did you ever notice how names in the Bible had really profound meanings? How Biblical figures' names reflected their character?

For example, Adam means Man. Fitting, since he was the very first man, don't you think?

Remember Gideon? He was afraid to obey God, but ended up conquering a massive army. Guess what his name means? Great Warrior.

How about Abraham? The name Abraham means Father of Nations. Sound like a promise God made to him?

Or some less-noble names. Isaac means Laughter. His mother named him that because she laughed when she heard the prophecy that she would have a baby.

And Jacob, which means Supplanter or Deceiver. Think about how he lived up to that one!

In America, we have a tendency to name children based on what we like, without necessarily consdering what the name means or if it has any significance.

Have you ever thought about your name? Or how your name fits you? Whether or not there is a legacy attached to your name that you could live up to?

My oldest son's name means Healer. Already I see in him a sweet and tender spirit. He is sad when others are sad and wants to comfort them. Could it be that he will live up to his name and be a healer of people's hearts?

My second son's name means Praised One. With his precocious nature, it seems like Praised One is something he will have no trouble fulfilling.

My daughter's name means Wild Goat. She certainly lives up to that, as she climbs atop furnture and jumps like she's invincible. The reason I love her name, though, is because of the legacy behind it. The woman in the Bible for whom she is named was a strong, powerful woman who fought for God's army, even though she was not native to Israel.

I started thinking about this based on something a friend of mine said. This friend makes up nicknames for his close friends based on their personality. At one point he said, "Names have power if you own them."

Do you own your name?

His nickname for me is Dragon Slayer. Based in part on the topic of my book, but also because that's how he sees elements of my personality. My name means "Victorious," a fact that my friend was not aware of when he nicknamed me Dragon Slayer. Is that a coincidence? Or is there maybe something I should learn from that?

God speaks truth into our lives through many different channels. In pondering my name and my nickname, I've done a lot of thinking about what that means for my life, and what God has called me to do. I believe God is preparing me for a battle--whether spiritual or something else, I don't know--but something is coming and God is using this to prepare me, and also to assure me that through Him I am Victorious.

What about your name? Do you know what it means? Do you have a legacy to follow? Do you have a purpose or a character quality to strive for? Or is it just a name?

If you want to look up the meaning and origin of your name, try this website.

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16. I Need Your Input!

So clearly it's been a little while since I blogged.

I have plenty of excuses, but none of them are great, so I won't bother. I do want to get back into the flow though, so I've come up with something of a schedule that I need your help with.

Sunday:
Sermon Notes--anything that strikes me as profound or that I have found to really apply to my own life from the sermon at church.

Monday:
Monday Wonderings--this is one I need help on. If you read the Monday Wonderings I did before, I asked the question "What is the proper way to dispose of batteries?" And, to my delight, I got a real answer from my good friend who just happens to be certified in toxic waste disposal or something like that. Anyway, I really enjoyed finding out something new, so this is a chance for you to participate. Is there something you've always wondered about? A phrase or word that you wonder the origin of or something that you just never understood? Post it in the comments or email it to me, and I'll use your suggestions for my Monday Wonderings!

Tuesday:
Misused word of the week--I've had fun doing this one, too, because in looking up stuff I always learn something new for myself. So I'll continue doing words or phrases that bother me, but if there's one that you want to know the meaning of or that you hear misused, please participate and we'll do that, too.

Wednesday:
Word Game Wednesday--This has been hit or miss. Some weeks I got really good responses and participation, and other weeks it completely flopped. Is this something I should continue or should I find something else to do? If I do more Word Games, will you participate?

Thursday:
Free Day--I may do some book reviews since I have a lot of wonderful new books that I acquired at the ACFW conference, or I may just post something relevant to my life or to the world or whatever strikes my fancy. I'd also like to have guest bloggers once in awhile, so this will probably be where I'll do that. If you're interested in being a guest blogger, please let me know!

Friday:
Free Rant Friday--This is usually a hit, so I'll probably keep going with this theme. If you have another suggeston, I'd love to hear it!

Saturday:
Saturday Story--I really loved doing the How I Met Your Father series, and I've had fun with Roommate Reflections. I have plenty more Roommate stories up my sleeves, so I'll be doing those for awhile, but may interrupt the theme if I have a funny story about my kids or some other topic to share.

So that's my tentative schedule. I reserve the right to skip one or more days a week based on my level of insanity. Please comment and let me know your thoughts or suggestions and anything else. Thanks!

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17. The Phoenix Rattler: Does Your Story Have Bite?

Story Contest

I'm SO excited to share this contest with you! It's a brand new contest, sponsored by Christian Writers of the West (CWOW), the local Phoenix chapter of ACFW.

We have a great line-up of editors and agents to judge the final round, so if you make it to the finals you'll have an agent or editor looking at your story! I hope you'll check out this contest--it's going to be great!

CLICK HERE for more details!

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18. Adventures in Camping

The last time I went camping, other than one night on the beach three years ago, was five years ago when Bigs had just turned one. GNH, Bigs and I went with my dad and siblings to the place we'd frequented as children.

Ever since Joy moved in, we've been talking about going camping but hadn't gotten around to it for one reason or another, so finally, this summer, we said "We're doing it! We're going camping!"

I had been babysitting over the summer, so we had a one-week window between when my charge went back to school and when Joy started her classes, so we marked it on our calendars, contacted the campground for information, and made our plans.

Early Tuesday morning, we loaded up the van with gear and children, and headed for Sedona.

We arrived in the early afternoon and checked into the campground, securing a spot right in the middle of the outside loop.

The spot we chose was lovely and secluded. It was right next to another one, but since we were there and there was plenty of room elsewhere, no one took the spot right beside us. And we were about an equal distance from the entrance and the little convenience store on one side and the path to the creek and the swimming hole on the other. So while it was a delightful spot, it meant that if we wanted to go anywhere, we had to walk a fair bit.

Camping Observation #1:
Being directly between two points means that neither of them are convenient.


Well, we set to work setting up the tent, and in short order we were hot and sweaty and ready for a break, so, after a quick lunch, we got everyone dressed in their swimming suits and headed for the creek.

Icy water in a shaded valley is a quick remedy for hot and sweatyness, and before long, everyone was ready to head back for camp. As the sun was already heading for the mountains in the west, I figured it had to be close to dinner time, and right after that it would be time for bed. A delightful prospect, as it had been a long day of driving, setting up camp, trekking through the wilderness and splashing in a creek. We returned to the van to discover that it was only about 3:30 in the afternoon.

Camping Observation #2:
Time moves more slowly in the mountains than it does in the city.

Despite the early hour, we decided to go about preparing for our evening. This began with a walk to the store attached to the check-in booth. There, we purchased water, firewood, and more ice for the cooler. First mistake: we didn't drive. Joy has an injured hand, so she is not allowed to carry anything in that hand, so she carried the gallon of water with the one and held Tiny's hand with the injured one while I lugged the bag of firewood and the bag of ice back to our campground. By the time we got back and got the fire started, it really was time to start making dinner. We roasted hotdogs for the kids and grilled steaks for ourselves, along with bell peppers and corn on the cob for everyone, followed by a delightful dessert of S'mores.

As twilight swallowed up the camp, the night noises came out. Crickets chirped in the bushes, filling the air with their sound. Normally, I can't stand crickets. They're my least favorite insect ever. I've actually considered buying a pet lizard or salamander or something just so I could feed it crickets. I despise them, and I really hate it when they invade my house, so much so that I pay my kids a nickel every time they kill one. But out here in the wild, they weren't so bad.

Camping Observation #3:
Crickets sound different in the wilderness than they do in the city.

As darkness fell, we put the kids in bed, and Joy and I sat outside talking and enjoying the brightness of the multitudes of stars. A few moments later, Littles emerged from the tent.

"I need to go potty."

I took our one flashlight and led him down the little hill and over to the outhouse. As we ascended the hill on our way back, a hiss stopped me in my tracks.

"STOP!!!!!!!! Don't move! Be quiet!!!!!"

At first I wasn't sure what was going on. I looked around for the rattlesnake I was sure was about to strike, my heart thudding against my chest. Joy quickly informed me of the danger.

In a loud, urgent whisper, she said, "There's a skunk under the table!"

I shined the flashlight beam in that direction, and sure enough, beady, glowing eyes attached to a black and white striped body stared back at me. I shined the light further, and directly under where Joy sat, two more skunks nosed in the dirt, foraging for food. I stood still, clutching Littles to my chest, as Joy sat atop the table, fearing to move and scare them.

Then, to our horror, the two under the table began fighting! Up on hind legs, front legs scrabbling and snouts gnawing at one another, they emitted angry screeches and growls.

Camping Observation #4:
Skunks fighting is a terrifying sound.

Certain that she was about to be sprayed, I suggested that Joy jump from the table and come toward us, then we could go around the long way to get back to the tent. It was either that or sit there in fear until the skunks decided to go away, so Joy went to the far end of the table from where the skunks squabbled and leapt from the table, hitting the ground running and dashing toward Littles and me with such force that she nearly knocked us over.

Naturally, we didn't want to stay outside much after that, so we cowered in the tent and fell asleep to the sounds of shuffling skunk feet and little skunk spats from various points across the campground.

Throughout the night, we were awakened. It was cold, and Littles' sleeping bag was inefficient to keep his tiny form warm. He woke up more than once needing to be cuddled. Also, he tends to have nightmares, or at the very least, vivid dreams that wake him up.
Tiny, too, appeared to be ineffectively snuggled, and eventually I brought her into bed with me so both of us could get some more sleep.
However, that was short-lived. Having gone to bed at 8:00 the night before--my children are NEVER in bed by 8--they were all three ready to wake up and enjoy the day as soon as the sky began to lighten. The sun hadn't even peeked over the eastern mountaintops when they were up and chattering away.

Camping Observation #5:
Sharing a tent with three children is not conducive to getting a good night's sleep.

That morning we decided to go for a hike. There was a trail that began directly across from the campground, so that's where we headed. I carried Tiny in a baby backpack, while Bigs and Littles marched in their little hiking boots. The map claimed that the trail was .7 miles and climbed up 700 feet. It also said the difficulty was "moderate."
Now, I walk .7 miles all the time. In fact, when Joy and I walk at home, we never go less that 2 miles. This hike, steeply switch-backing straight up 700 feet, was no .7 miles. And it was anything but moderate.

Camping Observation #6:
When a hiking trail says "moderate difficulty," it's probably a lie.

By the time we reached the top, every muscle in our bodies ached. Rivulets of perspiration flooded down from every pore in my body. Then, to top it off, at the top there were fewer trees, and the sun beat down, scorching my sweat-sheened skin.

Camping Observation #7:
If you sweat enough, even the SPF 50 sunblock washes off.

By the time we returned to the campsite it was well after noon and we were exhausted. We ate lunch and attempted to take a nap, but the inside of the tent was stuffy and sweltering, despite having all the windows open. So, instead, we headed once again for the swimming hole. The frigid water was a soothing balm to our sore muscles, and despite the brain-freeze it caused, we dunked completely into the shallow pool. We even made the kids dunk all the way in. Then I attempted to climb out, carrying Tiny, taking a large step up rather than going around the longer, less-steep way.

It didn't work. I slipped, falling backward and splashing again in the pool, knocking my leg against a series of rocks and completely terrifying Tiny.

Camping Observation #8:
The shortest route isn't always the most efficient.

The path to and from the swimming hole is lined with wild blackberry bushes. Most of them weren't ripe, but there were a few that were a nice dark color. We discovered quickly that the darker the color the better they tasted, but even the very darkest ones were still quite tart and not as delightful to eat as we'd expected.

Camping Observation #9:
Wild blackberries don't taste the same as store-bought ones.

That night, probably from the unusual exertion along with some dehydration, Joy and I both had headaches. Joy's turned into a full-blown migraine, and she went to bed as soon as we were done with dinner. I scurried about putting things away and getting the kids ready for bed and walking around the corner to the water pump to refill our supply.
Littles and Tiny had both decided that literally rolling in the dirt was a fun idea, so the kids needed to be taken down to the water pump to be rinsed off before being put in the tent, as well.

Between our campsite and the water pump were two other sites which were now occupied by a handful of loud, drunken miscreants. Darkness enfolded the valley while I was still trying to get things done, and with night came the skunks. I hurried along the roadway, back and forth, back and forth, with children and water jugs, hearing the skittering in the bushes to the side, along with the now-familiar sound of skunks bickering.

On my last water-pump run, with my arms full of bottles and jugs, my eyes were blinded by the beam of someone's flashlight and a slurred voice hollered out to me.

"Watch out for the skunk."

The light played on the back of a skunk who scurried into the weeds by the road. By this time, I'd realized that if you leave them alone, they'll leave you alone, so I wasn't too worried. Until another intoxicated camper picked up a rock and started swaggering toward where another skunk wandered down the road.

"I'm going to throw a rock at it and scare it away."

I decided against suggesting to him that angering the skunk probably wasn't the wisest idea, and instead hurried back to hide in my own tent.

For the next several hours, the trolls at the next campsites banged on rocks and made loud noises, presumably in an attempt to scare the skunks away, making Joy's head and my own throb even more painfully.

Camping Observation #10:
Drunk people who throw rocks at skunks make bad neighbors.

Fortnuately, none of the skunks sprayed, and we were finally able to drift in and out of reasonably solid sleep, to awake to our final day of camping.

We spent that morning packing up the tent and getting everything ready to go before heading over to the swimming hole for one last foray before heading home. Despite Bigs' and Littles' pleading to climb another mountain, Joy and I were not quite up for that again. But playing in the water seemed to appease them, and in the early afternoon we set out.

After stopping in Sedona to gas up the van and get lunch, we headed home where refreshing showers awaited us. And, after three days of living outside, sweating, trekking through the dirt, having the scent of skunk wafting through the air, using an outhouse, and splashing around in mossy, dead-fish-infested water, I realized without a doubt:

Camping Observation #11:
Running Water is NOT overrated!

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19. Monday Wonderings

Does anybody actually know what the proper way to dispose of batteries is?

Battery packages always tell you to "Please dispose of batteries properly," but they never actually tell you what that proper way is.

I mean, I assume that putting them in the garbage disposal of your sink or flushing them down the toilet or eating them are all fairly improper places to dispose of them, but what about the trash can? Is that wrong? Does anybody throw them anywhere other than the trash? And are the rest of us going to be arrested for improper disposal of old batteries?

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20. Roommate Reflections

Picnic at the Mall

For some reason all of The Roommates are a little fuzzy on the how or why of it, but we think it started as a scavenger hunt that we made up for Dee's birthday. Roommate birthdays were always a big deal, and we always did something fun.

And so we came up with a scavenger hunt, a list of things we needed to accomplish and get pictures of ourselves doing. Since Sunflower was our resident photographer, she brought her expensive camera and took pictures of all of our activities.

On our list--and I have no idea how we came up with this--was a picnic in the parking garage at the mall.

So we loaded up our picnic basket with food and beverages, utensils and plates, and a blanket upon which to set it all.

The parking garage at the mall near the college was three levels--the ground, the middle, and the top. The top wasn't shaded, so we didn't want to be there, and there would be too much foot traffic on the ground level, so we took our picnic to the middle level.

We spread our blanket in the space between the elevators and sat down, enjoying Roommately conversation and partaking of a delightful lunch.

Mall patrons stepped around us, some eyeing us askance, some laughing, and some engaging us in conversation regarding the purpose of our picnic.

We were about fifteen minutes into our picnic when a pair of mall security guards approached us.

"You can't have a picnic in here. You have to leave."

"Why?" we asked. "Is there a rule about not having a picnic in the parking garage?"

"You just can't."

I suspect that it was probably a fire hazard or some other sort of danger, but whatever the reasons, the security guards didn't actually know it, but proceeded to kick us out, insisting that "you can't have a picnic in the parking garage of a mall."

So we left, casting ferocious glances behind us at our tormentors as we left, and proceeded on to the next item on our Scavenger Hunt list.

To Be Continued...

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21. Free Rant Friday

This is a chance for you to deposit your two cents, to rave about the things that anger you, to spout off about things you can't change, to vent your annoyance at the world.

Leave your worries and troubles in the comment section for someone else to deal with!

Here's Mine:

I actually have nothing to complain about this week. God has provided tremendously with babysitting opportunities, which are helping me to pay for the ACFW conference coming up in September. GNH is working a lot, which is hard but which enables us to pay bills and other silly things like that, and the kids are all well and happyish, so we're doing pretty well.

So, your rant can either be a happy rant or a frustrated rant. Have fun!

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22. Book Review

The Missionary

by: William Carmichael and David Lambert

Back Cover:

Yesterday he was an American missionary serving the poor. Today he's an international fugitive.

David Eller and his wife, Christie, work to help resuce impoverished children in Caracas, Venezuela. But for David, that isn't enough. The supply of homeless children is endless because of massive poverty and the oppressive policies of the Venezuelan government.

When he is given an opportunity to do something more--to heal the disease rather than working on the symptoms--David decides to go for it. But little by little, he falls into an unimaginable nightmare of espionage, ending in a desperate life-or-death gamble to flee the country with his wife and son.


My thoughts:

This was a really powerful book with compelling, believable characters and an intense plot. I could feel myself relating to what the characters felt and thought, and the justifications they made for their actions.

I very much enjoyed reading it and would recommend it to others. It was definitely a book that I couldn't wait to pick back up again to see what happens next. The intricate details of the plot all mesh tightly together and came together for a very intense story.

The only thing I thought could have been better was the way the ending panned out. I had hoped for a little more strength and ingenuity on the part of the main character, but overall it was a really good read.

Order it on Amazon here.

Happy Reading!

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23. Roommate Reflections

Fun With A Hat


As you will remember from the Roommate Reflections episode "Cleaning for a Hat," the goal of room checks every week was to have the cleanest apartment, and thus to win a hat.

Week after week, we strove to have the cleanest-looking apartment and to win the hat, because it wasn't just about winning. It was about showing off.

The fun behind being the possessor of the hat was in displaying it, flaunting the having of it before its previous owner. The R.A. from whom the hat had been stolen, Jury, was forced to watch as his hat was passed around the various girls' apartments and exhibited.

Each week, somebody new took dominion of the hat and did their best to taunt Jury with his stolen hat. Quite frequently, those somebodys were The Roommates.

And, in typical Roommate style, we didn't take on the exposition of the hat half-heartedly.

We displayed the hat more ostentatiously than any other group. Sure, there were those who hung it up on the walls of their apartment, or even took it to class with them, but we took displaying it to a whole new level.

Each time we had the hat,we came up with a new and exotic way to parade our win. We made an art of finding new places to brandish our trophy.

One time, a couple of The Roommates took it to California and took pictures of it being worn at the beach. Another time, we had some random stranger at some random store pose for a picture wearing it. These pictures were posted around campus and some even made it into the yearbook.

On another occasion, we took it to chapel and had a professor toss it to us during announcements.

Time and again, we teased poor Jury with our injudicious use of his poor hat, thus becoming the envy of all the less creative apartment groups on campus, and ensuring ourselves an honorable mention in the pranksters hall of fame.

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24. Free Rant Friday

This is a chance for you to deposit your two cents, to rave about the things that anger you, to spout off about things you can't change, to vent your annoyance at the world.

Leave your worries and troubles in the comment section for someone else to deal with!

Here's Mine:

Food allergies. I already know I'm allergic to dairy products (not lactose intolerant--an actual food allergy. Yes, there is a difference. I'm not supposed to have anything with dairy even in it), and my doctor also suspects that I may be allergic to gluten, as well. Eating foods that you're allergic to can cause a host of issues that you're not even aware of. Not just hives or something, but all sorts of problems that stem from your body reacting to what it sees as a toxin, including problems with digestion and weight gain and symptoms that put you at higher risk for other problems like hypertension or diabetes.

So I've spent the past two weeks not touching anything with dairy or gluten.

Now, for perspective, products that have dairy are all the things that have powdered milk solids or even calcium stuff even in it. Most chocolate has some sort of milk, even dark chocolate. Even "non-dairy creamer" has traces of milk in it. So no milk, nocheese, no yogurt, no chocolate, and no anything with any of those ingredients.

Gluten is in everything made from wheat or rye or about a dozen other things. So that means no bread, no pasta, no salad with croutons, no chicken that's breaded, etc.

Do you have any idea how limiting it is to not be able to eat anything with dairy OR gluten? I mean, one or the other might be doable, but both??? Or how about to watch other people around you eating things like brownies and donuts and breaded chicken and pasta, and not be able to have any? It is extremely frustrating, believe you me!

So that's my rant for this week. Your turn! Leave your rant in the comments section.

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25. Wednesday Story

Although the reflection in the mirror told her she looked okay, Allie's hands still trembled. Why had she agreed to do this? Would anyone believe that what she did was an actual talent? She turned around and glanced at the door. Yes, she could walk through it. The talent show was about to start and she needed to get to the gym. Her props were all ready, layed out for her. All she needed to do was go.

She studied the whiteboard, markers, and physics textbook in the corner. She'd been over the equations time and time again, and she was certain her theorem was correct. Still, Allie couldn't shake the thought that a college talent show didn't usually qualify as a "peer review."

With a tremble she turned toward the door leaving the markers and stuff behind in a heap. The talent show was about to begin. She returned to the mirror one more time and touched her face. The burns from the house fire greatly disfigured her and her hair had grown back some to create a cute bob. Was she crazy? People were going to laugh and vote her as the world's ugliest speaker. Did she have the courage to face her peers with a face touched by fire?

Her friend, April, came in and touched her arm. "You can do this," she said. "Do not be afraid."

It was easy for April. April was a beauty pageant runner-up with a great voice and personality. "Let's go. It's time." Trembling, she followed April to the door. Outside, she could hear the MC say "And our first contestant..."

It was time. Now or never. Might as well be now. She'd go out there, do her thing, and wow them all, despite the scars on her face. April was right. She could do this.

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