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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

Choices Scene: That Awkward Moment…

I first say chapter 2 of Choices has one big awkward moment between Kate and Terren, and let me tell you, it was fun to write. 🙂  Why did I make it awkward?  Well, it’s awkward for Kate because here she is, suddenly dropped in another world, rescued by a handsome stranger and not exactly sure how she’s suppose to explain where she’s from or how she got there.  Plus, she doesn’t even know she’s in another world until Terren says so.  How would you react?

As I was writing I put myself into Kate’s shoes.  What would I be thinking?  What would my general feeling of the situation be?  Well, I think it would be really awkward… especially for me who is just awkward with strangers anyway.  So, their first meeting became one big awkward moment… at least for Kate. 😉

Here is a clip.

“Where are we?  I’m… um… kind of lost.”

Terren looked up at me.  What was he thinking?  I lowered my gaze.

“The Northern Wood.”

I frowned, I had never heard of the Northern Wood, “Where’s that?”

Terren stared at me; I could see the firelight reflecting in his eyes.

“The north-west of Aeden.”

Aeden?  That wasn’t a place that was someone’s name.  Now I was really confused.

“Aeden?”

Terren wouldn’t stop staring at me. I reddened.  Good thing it was dark, he couldn’t see how scarlet I’m sure my face was.

“Yes, Aeden.  Where did you think you were?”

I didn’t answer.  I looked away and rested my chin on my hands.  More silence.  I didn’t try breaking it this time.  Aeden?  The Northern Wood?  I had never heard of those places.  Was I in another country?  But how could that be?  I couldn’t remember what happened before waking up in the woods, but I was sure somehow, I was still in the US. 

I stole a glance at Terren.  He was rotating what looked like a skinned rabbit on a spit over the fire.  I took in his clothing.  It looked like something Aragorn would wear in the Lord of the Rings.  Something stirred behind him, a shadow… no, a horse.

I looked at Terren again.  He couldn’t be more than twenty-five; at least, that was my guess.  He seemed thoughtful, faraway.  There was something about him, something in his face that I liked.  I wondered what color his eyes were.  I hoped they were blue; blue eyes would suite him.

What does it matter what color his eyes are? Are you seriously thinking about that?

“Oh shut up,” I mumbled, though I didn’t mean to say it aloud.

“Did you say something?”  Terren glanced up and caught me staring.  I blushed, averting my gaze.

“Um, no.”  Shut up Kate!

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3 Comments

  1. godsgirl95

     /  March 12, 2012

    You did a really good job with the akwardness here 😀 Kate is SO real to me when I read it 🙂

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  2. Haha, this is awesome. ^_^

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  3. Thanks guys. 🙂

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