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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

Clip from Heart of Hope Chapter Two

Here is a scene from the second chapter of draft III chapter two.  It’s a little moment between Avalyn and Esten.  I really love how this scene came out, I just let them go with it, and they were brilliant. 🙂 

This scene I think, really shows their relationship.  They are best friends, brother and sister and cousins by blood. 

Let me know what you think.

“Avalyn!”

Pulled from her memories, Avalyn spun around. Esten stood in the barn doorway, silhouetted by the late afternoon sun.

“I thought I’d find you here, taking everything out on that post.” He gestured towards the post with the target. The wood was riddled with holes from the many arrows that had pierced it throughout the years.

Avalyn stroked the faded paint of the target she had made so long ago. “It helps, my mother told me my father use to do the same thing… his bow was his most prized position…”

Avalyn turned her back to the post and sank to the ground. “Now I have neither father nor mother, and it’s my fault.”

Esten crouched down beside her, “It’s not your fault Avie.”

She looked at him sidelong, “I brought Goel here. I suggested he stay in our barn. Now look what’s come of it.”

“You were being charitable. You couldn’t have guessed what would come of it.” Esten seated himself at her side and placed his arm over her shoulder. “You can’t blame yourself Avie. Goel deceived us all.”

“Deceived? No, we might have been many things, but he was not a deceiver.”

“How do you know?”

“I… He was truthful. He never raised his voice, never said anything to his own benefit. Isaac nearly threw him out of Bryth. And the prophecy he told… I don’t know. But, he said that truth was hard for some to see. Maybe what he meant was those people didn’t see that he was trying to help?”

“That’s a lot of speculation.”

“I know.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “But what do I do know? I can’t, I can’t go on without doing something. I just can’t.”

There was pause. Avalyn listened to Esten’s breathing. He was thinking, but of what? Esten, she wanted to reach out to him with her thoughts. Help me.

(c) Laura Jenkins

 

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