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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.
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  • “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

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Crazy Mind/Character Madness

I type away on my laptop, stopping now and then to read over a new paragraph.  Stephen leans in and looks over my shoulder.

“What are you writing?  Is that my story?”  He asks squinting at the screen.

“No, it’s my college paper.”

“Well, are you almost done?  Are you going to work on my story?”

“Oh leave her alone Stephen!  You are such a pest!”  Kate comments from her place on my bed where she is reading. 

“You can talk.  She’s working on yours!  And YOURS!”  Stephen points an accusing finger at Avalyn.

Avalyn looks up at him, she’s sitting on the floor, thumbing through my illustrated addition of The Lord of the Rings, “Oh please, get a grip Stephen.” 

Tyra laughs, she’s poking around in my closet, “You don’t see me bugging her about my story do you?”

Stephen glares at Tyra, “You could care less.”

Tyra shrugs, “True, I prefer the freedom of the imagination outside the written words of a novel.”

Kate squelches a laugh.

Stephen crosses is arms, “I believe there are way to many females in this room.”  He looks around.  “Where are William, Silas, Esten, Terren and Connor?”

“They got tired of your whining,”  Tyra remarks.

I look up at Tyra, then at Stephen waiting for his response.  His face is turning red.  I raise my eyebrows at Tyra.  She mouths at me, “What?” 

Stephen humphs and disappears. 

“Finally, peace.”  Kate falls onto my pillows.

Avalyn cough laughs.

Tyra smirks. 

I roll my eyes, “You know people, I am trying to do homework.”

“Trying,” They all say at once. 

I grab my head, “Oh just shut up!”

I am answered by laughter.

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  1. XD That’s just like my characters.

  2. You have characters that bug you, but I have strange places and images that flash before my eye as I am trying to do algebra. Life is so much fun!!! 😀

  3. storygirl308

     /  January 31, 2011

    Poor Stephen, he’s so neglected.


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