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    Hello! My name is Laura, welcome to my blog! I write weird stories, collect dragon plushies and stay up too late with my nose in a book. I am a wife, mom and child saved by grace. My hope is that you find encouragement here or at least a smile or too.
    God bless!

  • “Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book that it may be for the time to come forever and ever.”
    ~Isaiah 30:8.

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    We have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming 'sub-creator' and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall. Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic 'progress' leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "The only just literary critic," he concluded, "is Christ, who admires more than does any man the gifts He Himself has bestowed."
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    “Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisioned by the enemy, don't we consider it his duty to escape?. . .If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we're partisans of liberty, then it's our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”
    ~J.R.R. Tolkien

    "Writers who see by the light of their Christian faith will have, in these times, the sharpest eye for the grotesque, for the perverse, and for the unacceptable. To the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw large and startling figures."
    ~Flannery O'Connor

    You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what’s burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke.
    ~Arthur Polotnik

    Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
    ~Nathaniel Hawthorne

    "There are forms of insanity that condemn people to hear voices against their will, but as writers we invite ourselves to hear voices without relinquishing our hold on reality or our right to control."
    ~Writing Fiction by Janet Burroway

    Christians have sometimes been suspicious of stories, because they really can influence you. If you read the Twilight novels once a month for a year, I think you'd be a different human afterward—and not a sparkly one.
    ~Nate Wilson

Novel Update: Out of a Wreck

Wow!  What a week last week!  Writing, writing and more writing, with more to come. 

And it all paid off.  Chapter nine is finished and Connect The Dots launched!

I can’t tell you how glad I am to have chapter nine finished.  It seems like it took forever!  The reason being, I was very discouraged.  I’ve been down about this novel before, but last week I think was the worst yet.  Honestly, I became so down I wasn’t a very nice person to be around for a few days.  Don’t want to let THAT happen again, (it would help a great deal if I didn’t let my worries about finishing on time get in the way of my personal Bible study *sigh*).  Despite the rough time I had rewriting it, chapter nine turned out nicely and I like it.  Here are a couple clips of chapter nine, title: The Sacrifice.

Clip 1

“I have to stop.”  Ava said after what felt like hours of climbing over rocks.  She was bruised from slipping in the dark and her legs felt numb. 

“It must be almost dawn,” Erin said.  They couldn’t see either horizon, but Ava imagined the east faintly lit by early morning light.  Erin turned to Ava,

“I’ll go up ahead a ways to see if the rocks lighten up,”

Ava nodded, too tired to answer.  Careful to watch his footing, Erin scrambled ahead, soon disappearing among the rocks.  Ava pulled off her quiver and leaned against a large bolder, stretching out her tired legs.  She must have fallen asleep for suddenly she opened her eyes and sat straight up.  What had she heard?  Dawn’s light had weakly crept into being.  Ava could now make out more clearly the rock strewn path they followed.  Standing, she looked around for Erin, he was nowhere in sight.  Then, she heard it, a faint cry, as if someone called for help.  Snatching up her “pack” she fought her way through the rocks, following the faint voice.  Abruptly, the pass ended, giving way to a clear path.  On one side the cliff face shot straight up in a wall of solid rock.  On the other, the ground fell away, disappearing into mist.

Cautiously Ava stepped onto the path, listening.  Erin was still nowhere in sight.

“Erin!”  She called, scanning around her.

“Help!”  The cry echoed against the cliff walls.  Ava ran until she came to a place where a piece of the ground had recently fallen in, crumbling into nothing.  It was here that Ava found Erin, clinging to the rock, trying in vain to set his feet in some crevice and climb to safety. 

Clip 2

Ava watched in horror as the human features were replaced by a hideous face lined with cruelty.  Pale, malicious eyes glared out at her, slowly turning a deep crimson.  The body seemed to morph, bending, twisting into a beast-like shape.  It rose in height, towering over Ava like a great oak.  Six horns sprouted from the now bold, rough skinned head.  Huge, black wings spread behind it, creating an aura of darkness, an evil cloak in which to wrap an ensnared victim.  The creature, now fully transformed raised its arms and bellowed,                           

“…Welcome to my nightmare!”

Ava screamed and doubled over as the pain abruptly returned, but in greater force than before.  She clutched at her body, as a wave of utter despair swept over her; consuming. 

“No!” her cry echoed around her, suddenly joined by thousands more, wailing their agony.

Terrible I know, but that’s all I can reveal.  Chapter nine is known as “The Black Moment”.  It’s the darkest, lowest point in the story.  I’ve had this chapter planed out for a long time, but I didn’t really know how I would put it all on paper.  (Thinking it up is the easy part, writing it is a whole different story.  [No pun intended.])   As I said before, I’m happy with how it turned out.  Chapter ten should be fun, I get to write all about my elves and dwarves, describing how they live and where.  Exciting. 🙂

I’m out of the wreck I was last week and this time I’m not going to let myself slip away from spending time alone with God and putting everything I do in His hands. 

Thanks for reading!  Have a great week!

God bless,
~Laura     

 

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3 Comments

  1. Daniel

     /  April 19, 2010

    *pouts* You pick very good excerpts..

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  2. Garret Maytum

     /  April 19, 2010

    really like the second clip ”shivers ” going to make some awesome pictures, I am going to go read the whole chapter RIGHT now. (;

    Reply

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