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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!

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    ~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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How NOT to NaNo: “And” is Not the Answer

“and” is a filler word, but most of the time it’s unneeded.  Usually you can get by without using the word “and”.  Next time you’re about to type out “and”, try the sentence without it first, or with a sub-word.  (Dialogue is the exception.  You can do anything with dialogue.)

If you do a word search for “and” in your manuscript and the page looks like this… you need to do some cutting.

Oh. And please don’t begin a sentence with “and”… incorrect grammar pet peeve right there. (Yes, I know I just began that sentence with “and”. See my point? 😛 )

I do not know how long we song and drank, but eventually I drew weary and the friar insisted we had gone on long enough and ended the revelry and made me lay down to sleep.  He mixed some tart and sweet herbs in to a cup of mead and gave it to me to drink.  I downed it and very quickly, my spinning head settled and sleep was all I wanted.  And so I lay down and slept, all that night and well into the morning.

William and I remained with the friar for a month.  I wanted to leave sooner, but the friar insisted I was in no condition to travel and so we stayed, much to my great annoyance, and even though I quite liked the friar, I would have much rather have been on my way to Locksley instead of sitting in bed all the day long.  But the friar said it could not be helped, and I need rest and that was that, and I learned very quickly, in the hovel that was his little domain, and the friar’s word was the last word and lay.

You don’t won’t one sentence looking like this either…

The day we set out it rained, and rained, and rained and rained and rained and rained and rained until I thought William and I would be drowned by it all.

Or this…

The knight tried again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and

(Of course, it could be argued, for NaNoWroMo this is okay.  It’s an easy cut, but if you’re going for the free copy, do you really want that in there?)



How NOT to WriMo: Rambling to Yourself in Your Text…

When your ingenious prose begins to morph into dull black on a white page, it is unadvisable to beginning commenting and rambling to oneself within such rhetoric merely for the sake of meeting your word quota for the day.


A life on the run, living in the woods your life a constant battle for survival, your house the trees, your floor the endless fields, your food what ever meat you could hunt or produce you could scavenger from the forest or steal from already poor farmers?  I could not bring her into this, I could not drag her away from what could be a good life here in Scarborough, I could not ask her to leave her aunt Lilly either.  The old woman could not live without her, being too old and feeble to make it on her own anymore, no, I shook my head, I could not take her away from aunt Lilly.

And this is where I go into ramblings of more ramblings through Stephen’s mind just because I need to get my word count in for the day or night, or whatever.  Okay Stephen, this is getting very random and boring, we need you to do something a little more interesting than sitting in bed, eating and thinking to yourself.  And Stephen says, “Well then think of something.”  And I answer emphatically, “Fine!  I will!”  (Emphatically… ooo, I used a big word.) And then the Doctor shows up in his TARDIS and tells me he’s been watching my NaNo progress and that I really should get back to the story at hand and quit rambling in my NaNo novel… oh yeah, right

I Am Crazy

Am I really going to do this?  What am I thinking? 

Sooooooo…. I’ve been talked into doing NaNoWriMo this year, after a told myself over and over and over and over and over….

*five minutes later*

… and over and over and over again that I was NOT doing it this year.  People can be quite convincing sometimes.  

So yup, guess I’m NaNoing this year.  I mean, all I have going on in November is a weekend trip, my grandparents coming to visit, my twenty-first Birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas prep, not to mention school and work, sure, I can had writing a 50k word novel right?

Some one shoot me before I shoot myself.  

I guess there is only one thing left to say….


Oh, if you are wondering what novel I could possibly be writing… I’m turning Stephen of Scarborough into a novel.  Re-writing everything and just starting from scratch.  It’s getting a new name too, Stephen of Sherwood.  I’m dragging Stephen back to the drawing board.


I guess now that I put it on my blog I have to do it…. wish me luck! 

So long November

November is nearly over… yikes, that went way too fast.  Why does time have to race by?  Or is it that we just take each moment for granted? 

I suppose you all are looking for some kind of update on how things are going and why my NaNo word count bar has been stuck at 30k for the past week.  Well, I shall tell you.

November is one of the craziest months for my family, especially the last two and a half weeks.  There is my Birthday (and I had a party this year…) my best friend’s Birthday two days later, my mom’s Birthday the next week, Thanksgiving and everything that entails, and my Aunt flew up from California this year.  Plus, I’m trying to get into winter classes at a community college and have been studying for placement testing (should have had it all done months ago… aw well).  As it turned out, it all came down to a battle between college/studying, NaNoWriMo, and family/holiday-what-not and NaNo lost.  It was a choice that I had to make and I believe I made the right one.  At least I did what I set out to do through it; get a head start on CHOICES and learn to discipline myself to write a certain amount of words per day.  I am half way through CHOICES and have 30k words on it, not bad I guess.  🙂  Now I can go back over it and fix the things that have been bugging me to death that were only written for the word count, and focus more on the writing itself as I finish instead of the number of words I’m writing. 

As for other things… I’m fighting a chest cold and have just felt… well, burned out for the last couple of weeks.  Thankfully the cold has not gone beyond an irritated throat and running nose.  I just feel like the world is weighing on my shoulders right now and I don’t know why.  I have so much on my mind these days, keeps me awake at night, and who needs their thoughts draining away their sleep? :\  It sometimes feels like everything is tumbling out of control and now matter what I do, I cann’t bring it back to order. 

God, restore the order, bring back the peace.  I feel so lost.  Take me back. 

Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving. 🙂

In Christ,


NaNo Week One Update

NaNoWriMo week one is now over, and I’m sure you guys want an update… well, here you go!

I have over 10,000 words!  But then… I did get a bit behind this weekend.  Worked allot, (which is a very good thing,) so I didn’t have as much time to write as I would have liked.  But no biggy, two good days will see me back where I need to be. 🙂

So far I’m in chapter four.  Already I’ve gone a little different direction then what was written on my outline and that’s just fine, the story is going where it needs to go and the outline was really just some guidelines to keep me going.

My Hero (Kate) has been through a lot in the past 20-something pages.  First, she wakes up in a strange forest with no idea where she is.  Gets chased by a panther.  Rescued by a (*cough* handsome *cough*) stranger, and now is faced with being in a war.  Everything she believes in, her faith, and what she knows to be real has been challenged.  She’s questioned God, herself, and pretty much everything and anything she can think of.  Think about it, what would you do if you suddenly found yourself in a world that defies reality and what you believe about it?

This week the plan is to relax, get caught up, and continue to just have fun. One thing I’ve found is rewarding yourself after every so many words really does help.  Plus chocolate and Doctor Who are, in my own opinion, the best motivators out there. 😉  If you don’t have a good motivationg reward, find one!

Hope all you other WriMos are doing great!  Good luck with week two everyone!

 On another note, (this is something I just have to share).  

 O give thanks unto the LORD; call upon his name: make known his deeds among the people.
       Sing unto him, sing psalms unto him: talk ye of all his wondrous works.
             Glory ye in his holy name: let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD.
                      Seek the LORD, and his strength: seek his face evermore.
                             Remember his marvellous works that he hath done; his wonders, and his judgments are in all the earth.
                                        ~Psalm 105:1-5

God is so amazing!  The way He works in His timing is just awesome!  Part of the theme for CHOICES is waiting on God’s timing and trusting Him completely.  This past week I have seen God work in a seemingly ordinary way where His timing was perfect. 

This coming  winter (in this area) is looking to be a bad one.  Lots of ice and snow.  The car I drive is a Lincoln Town Car, no four-wheel or front wheel drive.  My dad wanted me to have a safe car for this winter, so he started looking one online and he found one!  A 1998 Ford Explorer for 2600.  It had a lot of miles on it, but it was in good shape and had all the safety features my dad wanted.  Plus, it was my color!  (Light green.)    Well, we bought it for 2400 and it wasn’t a week later that we sold my other car for 1500!  Enough money to pay my parents back for the money they put into it, buy new tires, licence it, and the other few costs that have come up.  Looking back I can see God working.  I need a safe car, He provided one.  We needed to sell my other car, He provided a buyer. 

God is so good!  Why do I worry?  

Thank you Father, I will glory in the name of the LORD.

God bless,


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