Monday, December 29, 2014

A Writer's Christmas Gifts

I had an amazing holiday, which I may have already mentioned. I'm bursting with joy and I absolutely have to share a few of the great gifts I got.

These are the gifts that made the writer in me want to sing and dance and cry all at once.

Below is a picture my little sister made for me

This is an old Word Processor that my grandfather gave me

If you can't tell, the one below is a typewriter!!! :)

This last picture is not actually a present, but it made me extremely happy. This is my brother, reading my book!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

The Best of Being an Author

I don't even know where to begin! Writing is my life, my love, my passion,'s amazing.

I love watching stories come to life on paper, through me. It's the most amazing experience. I love watching the stories unfold too. I really have no idea where any of my stories are going until they are done, so it is a lot of fun I can assure you to write them. It's just like reading a book for the first time, only ten thousand times more amazing.

I love connecting with my characters. I am not crazy! They do have personalities of their own, and I honestly have no idea what they're up to half the time. 

I love feeling the Lord smiling on/with me as I write. That's got to be one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me. I would write all day every day just for that. Forget how much I enjoy writing in general, I just need that smile and I'm satisfied for life.

Writing is just too good for words to me. I can't really explain to you what the best of being an author is because it's just too good, too overwhelming. It's beyond words. I cannot describe it.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Nicholas Nickleby Inspires Reflection

Merry Christmas, everyone! :)

And what a pleasant day it has been too, at least in my house. Besides all the usual holiday bustling, the Christmas dinner and the opening of presents, the reading of the Gospel of Luke and the general game-playing among family...I have spent a good deal of time reading Dickens, which has added greatly to my enjoyment of this day, I won't deny. (Thank you, Mckenna, for letting me borrow Nicholas Nickleby)

I came across something while reading that called out to me, though I can't explain why. I read the words and immediately my heart warmed and I was smiling insensibly. Again, I don't why. But as it happened, and I am still enjoying the afterglow of reading that sentence, I'm going to share it with you. You can love it or hate it as you will.

"I have not so many friends that I shall grow confused among the number, and forget my best one."
-Nicholas Nickleby

Now, on reading that sentence, the first thing brought to my mind were various wonderful people that I know and count among my friends. But afterward, I had a thought. My 'best one' ought to be Jesus, and of course I should never lose sight of Him among all the trivial humans on earth. (no offense to you humans, I love all dearly) I doubt Mr. Nickleby was meaning to refer to God at all at that particular time, but that's certainly what I have thought about since.

I hope, in all the craziness of this holiday season, you will remember the One who loves you like no other, and gave His life that you might live.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Two Week Anniversary

Okay, call me weird. But I couldn't help but notice that today I have been published for two weeks! Remarkable.

I still can't believe this has happened! I'm published. I am. I really, really am. I may not believe it yet, but it's true.

Don't forget to buy my book! You can do that HERE or HERE

I love all you lovely readers, I hope you know that.

Monday, December 22, 2014

The Worst of Being an Author

I have officially discovered the absolute worst aspect of being an author: Author Biographies.

I hate writing about myself! I feel like it's always really corny and stupid or it's really sappy and cheesy. And when I let other people write biographies about me I'm just embarrassed. So yes, author bios are the worst things ever invented in my humble opinion.

Maybe they don't sound like the most horrible, terrifying, shudder-inducing thing you've ever come across...but they are to me!

Notice I don't have an "About Me" page on my blog...yeah, there's a reason for that. (If you want to write one for me, I'm all for that. Of course, if I don't like what you say I just won't use it. Just don't embarrass me)

The second worst part of being an author is writing the info for the back cover of your book. Again, very shudder-inducing for me. I guess I only like to write books and nothing else.

The third on the worst list is never being truly present with the people around you. The tiniest thing I see or hear will catch my attention and suddenly I am lost in my head surrounded by a million stories. When I come back to earth I really have no idea how much time has passed but it was enough time that I have absolutely no idea what anyone in the room is talking about.

The fourth thing that's absolutely terrible is the nail-biting editing period/formatting/self-publishing work.

And the last thing (which might actually be THE worst) is finding a mistake in your book (in Chapter 1 no less) after you've done all those months of editing. Oh well...I suppose every book has to have at least one mistake. By the way, if you find that mistake in Chapter 1, please do not point it out to me. I am well aware of it's existence.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Celebrating Jesus

It's Christmas season! My favorite songs of all time (Christmas music, yes!) is filling the air...every girl in my house is wearing festive earrings...the parties have started...the tree is up...the presents are being passed around...the Christmas pageants and plays are happening...

I love this time of year. I greatly enjoy giving, and seeing that look of joy on people's faces when they receive a gift warms my heart. My heart is bursting with joy throughout this season from all the little blessings in life.

There are only two things that upset me. One, why can't people be so friendly and wonderful to each other all year round? Yes, it's great that we all love each other at Christmas. But honestly, we should be loving each other all the time. The second thing that bugs me is the superficiality of it all. This time of year is not about the gifts you get, it's not about Santa, it's not about being the center of attention, having the biggest lights, the best decorated house. It's about Jesus, people. It's all about Jesus.

We celebrate His birth, and that's wonderful. I love newborn babies...they're absolutely adorable and the most precious things you will ever come across. But it's just a baby, so why devote an entire holiday to him? Well, that's simple really. He's not just a baby. He's the Creator of the World, the Son of God, the Savior. He came to earth as a human baby, which is remarkable. But He grew up and died on a cross for our sins and then ROSE from the DEAD! Who does that? Nobody...but Jesus did! :) That's the point.

This time of the year is about Jesus' birth, but being born is not the end of the story. Being born as a human child was not the point of Jesus coming to earth. When you celebrate Jesus' birth this year, remember what follows. He died to save you. He rose again. He's alive and well and loves you and He's aching for you to run to Him for everything. That's the point.

We're not just celebrating the birth of a baby. We're celebrating the beginning of a ministry on earth that brings hope to the world and saves our souls.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Lucy's Legend-A Robin Hood Story

Okay, everyone, here's the Amazon link to my book! And you can buy it on Createspace, as I've said before. I did offer it to expanded distribution (bookstores) but I have no idea if and when anyone is going to pick it up.

I am so happy, I can't even describe it. My little sister told me yesterday people were talking to her about me and my's weird and amazing and unbelievable to think that people discuss my book, the way they might discuss any number of well-known authors.

I get giddy every time I open my member dashboard and see another copy of Lucy's Legend has sold! :) My dreams have come true...

Now it's on to book two!! Actually, I have been working furiously with Always In Shadow so it shouldn't be too long. I don't know...six months to a year.

In the meantime...

“What is all that racket?” Robin asked.

“We have children.” Dusty said. “What do you expect?”

Allen sighed. “Are you saying we aren’t going to have any peace and quiet anymore?”

Mark laughed. “That’s what she’s saying.”

“I think I’d rather go to prison.”

Tuesday, December 9, 2014


It's here!! I am officially a published author, my friends!! :) And I am dying of excitement!!

It will take several days for my book to show up on amazon, so I don't have a link for that yet. However, I do have a link to the CreateSpace store where you can purchase my book! Here it is! Lucy's Legend-A Robin Hood Story

I hope you all enjoy it! This has been a long, sometimes excessively frustrating and yet completely satisfying journey and I am now bouncing off the walls in my excitement!

Enjoy! And be sure to let me know what you think, I love feedback!

Friday, December 5, 2014

Survive College...Check

It is the last month of the year! Goodness, time flies. I started blogging back in January...which feels like it was only yesterday and yet at the same time feels like it was a million years ago.

For those of you who know me, or have been following my blog for a while, and know how anxious I was about can rest assured that I not only survived my first semester in college but thoroughly enjoyed it. Yes, there were aspects of college life I hated (namely, the constant language...some people have a very limited vocabulary and it mostly consists of unpleasant four letter words), but on the whole, college is amazing. I love learning new things, and being around people, and seeing my friends on a regular basis.

My semester is not quite over of course, because I still have four finals to go. I am just very pleased that I have made it this far and am still enjoying myself!

I am leaving this afternoon for a tournament with Academic Excellence Challenge, which for the record is one of the best parts of college for me! Hopefully we'll do well, but even if we don't we're sure to have a blast. :)

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Thanksgiving Fun/An Update on Lucy's Legend

Well Thanksgiving was amazing. I don't even have anything else to add to that. It was just amazing.

Okay, I lied; I'm going to add to that. I loved having all of my siblings home. It's always a blast around our house when everyone is home. I was even coerced into playing one game this week. (If you don't already know, board games, card games, and things of that nature are not my forte. But my family can't live without them)

If you've never eaten a meal, dinner more specifically, with lots of different dishes and at least 8 people at the table, you have no idea what chaotic fun is. We had several of those, and it was insane. At one of those meals, the actual Thanksgiving Feast, I got into a "sword fight" (with forks) over a particular black olive with one of my brothers...and two more brothers joined in...and I did not get to eat that olive. I did however (this is somewhat gross, so don't read on if you'd rather not) in the process of desperately trying to save my olive while I was eating a pickle, snort said pickle up my nose. That hurts, let me tell you! I do not advise any of you to try that at home. You will regret it.

I did a lot of writing this week. Always In Shadow (Robin Hood #2) is coming along nicely. It is also officially the size of the first book...and we have a long ways to go. About the first book...I keep saying "in two weeks" or something along those lines to everyone who asks me. I feel like I am driving in a car with a bunch of children and I just keep saying "ten more minutes" no matter how long we have to go. I promise, this book does exist and it will be available to buy before 2015. That I know for certain. How soon it will be published is anyone's guess. I like to be optimistic and think it will happen very soon, but who knows? I will keep you posted. Right now, I'm in the very last stage of editing, (fingers crossed) and you will see the book before school is out. (I am done with school on the 13th, by the way). It will make a fantastic Christmas present at any rate! :)

Sunday, November 23, 2014


I saw a tiny one month old...

I held a sleeping four month old...

I snuggled with a one year old...

I read a book to a two year old...

A four year old declared she loved me...

As my evening progressed and the sounds of playing children surrounded me, I realized something.

Tonight...I have been blessed.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

We Will Get There My Friends...

I realize blogging had been rather non-existent this month and I do apologize. I have just been excessively busy and excessively tired.

In the world of writing, I have been caught in up Sherwood once more. I know I was afraid that once I started college I would be too busy for writing, but really I've been writing a lot! :) Which makes me very, very happy. We're still in the seemingly never-ending process of publishing that first book...but we're getting close I think, so stay alert for any news on that. :) I'm going to go out on a limb and say be looking for Lucy's Legend-A Robin Hood story the week after Thanksgiving. It might be later than that, but it should be soon. I am on the edge of my seat, I don't know about you. Having this book published is like the culmination of all my dearest hopes and dreams. It's coming together and I'm bursting with joy....and dying of anticipation...

The second book in my Robin Hood series won't be coming out for at least six months, maybe longer (yes, I'm going to make you wait...) but while we wait...

Here's a little something to tide you over:

   The wave knocked Joan off her feet and Robin, who was holding onto her arm, went down after her. Much was able to grab hold of Robin’s other arm and held on for all he was worth.

   They were all three thrown right over the ship’s side. Robin grabbed the railing as they went over and held Joan tightly in his arms. Much’s grip slipped and he plunged into the icy water.

...I hope you'll all enjoy the book once it's published! :)

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Not Too Busy For Blessings

I know I haven't blogged in over a week....sorry! I promise I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I'm just a college student, which should explain everything.

Seriously though, I had no idea I could be such a busy human being! Classes seem to last all day, and when I am not in class I'm working on some sort of homework, and if what I am doing is not school related it's probably work. (of course, work for me is babysitting, which is totally enjoyable!)

Life has been so crazy this semester. I feel like I am constantly going, going, going, and I never get a breath. I've only had two mental break downs because of stress, so on a whole I think we're doing well. :)

But through all of the constant doing, all the brain fogging schoolwork, the screaming children, the sleepless nights....I find myself enjoying every day. I love going to college. I love just being on campus. (Even though I was frozen today walking between classes...why, winter, just why?) I enjoy my classes, I get to see my's wonderful. And work isn't a bad thing either, because I adore little children!

I realize my life is filled to the brim....with blessings. :)

The craziness is going to step it up a notch I have no doubt, because I'm taking more hours next semester!

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Grown-Up....Or Not.

There have been a lot of firsts this year, and it is starting to scare me.

I have a facebook.

I have a phone.

I have a credit card.

I have checks.

I'm going to college.
I am soon going to be a published author and earn money through my books.

I am learning how to drive.

Yet despite all this I feel like I am still a child, a child that has been thrust into this world of adulthood without her consent. 

Don't get me wrong, I love going to college. I love being able to communicate with my friends both through facebook and my phone. I enjoy driving. I absolutely love the fact that I am almost a published author. Yet somehow, some small part of me is dragging its feet. Why do I have to grow up? I still feel so, so young. I still want to be young. I still love my basket full of stuffed animals, I love having sleep overs for birthday parties, I love reading Peter Rabbit...I love being a kid. I still feel like I am a kid. I don't feel grown-up, and yet all these things are starting to happen around me and it's freaking me out.

I still feel like I look at the world through a different lens than anyone else. I still see things in my fanciful child-like ways. Honestly, I don't want that part to change. Ever. I know I may sometimes be simplistic and naive and young. I see good everywhere and the simplest things make me happy. I trust like you wouldn't a small child, who loves you instantly, no questions asked. But Jesus told us to come like little children, right? 

I don't know what I'm trying to get at here. I'm a little overwhelmed with "growing up" and I'm also coming to terms with who I am. The Gentle, The Child-Like. That's who I think I am. Maybe others see me differently though, I don't know.

I'm a little afraid of the "big" world out there, but I know God wants me to step out of my comfort zone and follow Him. And I know He'll lead me safely through the chaos.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

God's Mustache

I was doing one of my favorite activities the other night: watching children! Oh how I enjoy that! :) I had three babies, a four year old and a five year old (all girls). I was sitting at the table, calmly drawing rainbows with the older two girls when this conversation transpired:

"Did you know God has a mustache?" the five year old said, as serious as can be.
"Oh?" I questioned.
"Yeah. I saw him. In a book."
"Yeah!" the four year old agreed. "I saw him too. His mustache is really, really long."
"Yeah it is." the five year old agreed. "But not all the way to the floor."
"Yeah, not to the floor." the four year old echoed.

Huh. I never knew that before. But you can't argue with a five year old who saw it in a book. :)

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 7)

So...there was very little actual sewing going on tonight. We had three machines to start with and ended with only one. Yeah...instead of sewing we did a lot of breaking of machines and trying to fix them.

It was an interesting night.

Below is my mom (well, her hands anyway) preforming surgery on one of the broken sewing machines.

This is what happened to the other sewing machine....

Yup. That was our night. Lots of machine fixing...and not much else.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Sign Language

I have been so busy I haven't been blogging much and what I have been blogging has been just sewing class lately. I'm going to step away from that and do something random now.

So, update on life: I have been taking a sign language class for a while now, and it is amazing!

I love signing. So far, we are still working on vocabulary. It has been crazy fun to do, and I love being able to have conversations with my sister via sign language. Granted, they are very brief conversations with patchy sentences because we don't know a lot yet. But it's amazing! I never knew sign language could be so enjoyable, but it totally is! I always look forward to each week's class with the greatest anticipation. :)

Friday, October 17, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 6)

Another week of sewing has come and gone, and I am on pins and needles. My dress is nearly completed! The bodice and skirt are put together now!!! I can't show you yet, not until everything is accomplished (per orders of my instructor). But someday soon we'll have a grand unveiling. :)

I still got slightly stressed (slightly...ha...I was freaking out). The whole gathering of the skirt thing was completely out of my kin. But I survived, and I loved seeing the fruit of my efforts. It's going to be the cutest dress ever. :)

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 5)

Yay for sewing! Today was amazing. :) I had so much fun at sewing class and I absolutely adore my teacher. (If you are reading this, just know that I love you to pieces.)

My bodice is put together now! (but we aren't done...there's always more to do...) And don't freak out, friends...I actually sincerely enjoyed myself this evening! I had FUN. :)

Behold: my bodice!!

Above is Rebekah working away diligently on her bodice, and below is me working on mine.

As I have already stated, I had a blast this evening. :) I love sewing. I know I have said this before, but you definitely need to go check out my amazing teacher's blog. :) Cherishing My Role (in the home)

I cannot wait for next week!!

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 4)

We have finally got back to sewing after two weeks off...the "real" stuff began tonight. In other words, actual sewing not just cutting out patterns. I did try my hardest to maintain my calm and not get stressed out. I do not know how well I succeeded.

Darts! A new experience for me.

I sincerely enjoyed this evening. I am excited to see how my dress will turn out! But I am no seamstress, despite my optimism...and I do often get discouraged. Still, this has been a new and fun adventure for me all four weeks of class...and I'm sure it will continue to be fun and exciting as we move forward.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

The Janeite Tag

Immediately after posting my silly poem (thing) I found out I had been tagged to join a fun game about my favorite thing in the world (Jane Austen books/movies). So, I had to do a second post this evening, because I simply couldn't wait. :)

I have been tagged by the beautiful and talented McKenna Rosen of Cherishing My Role (in the home) to join in this fun game! Here goes nothing.

The Rules:
-Thank and link back to the person who tagged you
-Tell how you were introduced to Jane Austen and share one fun fact about your Janeite life (This fun fact can be anything from "I stayed up all night reading Emma" to visiting Jane Austen's home in Chawton )
-Answer the tagger's questions
-Write seven questions of your own
-Tag as few as one or as many as seven other Janeites and let them know you've tagged them. 

My mother watches Jane Austen films a lot, especially the 2005 Pride and Prejudice and when I was small I would often sit and watch with her. I was around ten the first time I saw it I think. I first read Pride and Prejudice when I was around 12 and I was hooked. Since then I have read them all many times a year and watched as many film adaptions as I can get my hands on.

Fun Fact: My younger sister and I once sat on my bed for two hours and quoted the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice from start to finish. Here's a bonus fun fact: I once had Emma Thompson's Golden Globe speech memorized.

Now to answer McKenna's questions...

1. Which do you prefer? Books or Movies?
Books!!! But I do love the movies too.
2. How would you go about introducing a friend to Jane Austen?
I make them watch the movies with me! Usually the 2005 Pride and Prejudice because it's a good place to start.
3. It's Marathon Movie Night! Which 4 adaptions are you going to watch and in what order?
That would depend on who I am with. With my own family that has more patience with me, or if I'm alone I would watch the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice first, the 1995 Sense and Sensibility second, 2007 Mansfield park third, and the 1996 Emma last. But, if I was with my friends who have less patience, I would swap the BBC Pride and Prejudice for the 2005 version. 
4. Who is your favorite "Villain"?
Does Frank Churchill count as a villain? He'd be my favorite. Him. or Henry Crawford...always wanted to like him, even though I despise him.
5. Who would you rather travel with on a long journey by carriage? Mrs. Jennings or Lady Catherine DuBurgh?
Oh heavens! Do I have to pick one? I'd probably prefer Mrs. Jennings. She'd amuse me at least.
6. Which book/movie do you think is the funniest or most clever?
Lady Susan! I laugh my way through that every time. Hysterical.
7. With whom would you rather be forced to stay with during your London trip?
 The "Affable" Miss Lucy Steele, the incorrigible Lydia Wickham, or the incessant Mrs. Elton?
Oh dear. Another difficult question. Hmmm...Let's go with Lucy Steele. Lydia would give me a headache and Mrs. Elton would be a nightmare. 

I unfortunately have a very sorry list of blogging friends so I'm only "nominating" one. My wonderful cousin Candace Hutchinson of Radiant

Here's my questions for you, dear!
1. From the movies, which is your favorite dance?
2. What is your "least" favorite Austen book?
3. Who is your favorite Austen couple?
4. Would you rather be a Bennet or a Dashwood?
5. Which is your favorite proposal (Can I tell you mine? It's Mr. Knightley's!) 
6. If you had to be related to one of the following, who would you choose? Elizabeth Elliot, Mrs. Norris, Fanny Dashwood, Caroline Bingley, Mrs. Elton, or Mrs. Bennet?
7. Which one, of the many, male characters would you choose for yourself? (it doesn't have to be one of the leading roles...) (Can I answer this question too? It's a tie for me between Captain Wentworth and George Knightley. And for some reason I've also always wanted to be Mr. Palmer's wife...)

Vacation Poetry

This is a poem, (sort of...) that I wrote a while ago when my family was on a trip somewhere. I was rather bored after a while riding in the car, so I started jotting down the conversations around me. But I did not write the whole conversations. I just pulled one line or so from each conversation and as the trip progressed and many minutes passed and different conversations went on my list became quite absurd.

Candid Conversation Snippits From The Car

March 14, 2014

“Put me in a box I can’t do anything!”

“I can’t get over tweedle dee wonder dog.”

“That’s better.”

“You can look out the window.”

“You can’t drool.”

“He just wants to escape.”

“I want out!”

“No he’s driving.”

“Anybody tell you, you have bad breath?”

“Not happening.”

“Do you have pencil lead?”

“Do you need a Kleenex?”

“Garfield says that.”

“Get on our dress clothes.”

 “While I pick the hair out of my teeth.”

“I don’t want batteries I want a pen!”

“Hold still!”


“Jonathan surely does.”

“Trust campaign.”

“My knee is out of socket.”

“Is that why you are looking anywhere but at me?”

“Right up against his left ear.”

“My arm rest!”

“Tickle me, please.”

“Please don’t attempt to interpret that.”


“I think I’ll write it in the margin.”

“That would be funny.”

“I don’t think I am smart enough for this book.”

“Is that a fire?”


“We’re talking about text messages.”

 “Oh dear.”

“I don’t follow.”

“Growing grass bug.”

“You’ve done something really stupid haven’t you?”


“Don’t do that.”

“I need the white-out.”

“What is this?”

“Don’t you see the apples?”

“I’m enjoying myself immensely.”

“You’ve got to fill it in.”

“Turn it over.”

“I still have a few.”

“Who wrote that song?”

“I only have one rubber.”

“Ah! My water spilled.”

“It left a trail of yellow.”

“That’s my new favorite word.”

“Carter’s got pills.”

“It’s on our left.”

Thursday, September 18, 2014

My Latest Work In Progress-Pocahontas

Researching Pocahontas for History class has got me so interested I've decided my next novel will be about her. I'm calling it Rebecca Rolfe-The Story of a Princess. I'm pretty excited about it!

But oh my goodness! Do you know how many stories there are about Pocahontas? And even the historical accounts are vastly different among themselves because there is so much debate about whether this event really happened or if that source is reliable and so on and so forth. It has been a pain to research, let me tell you. But despite the headache it was to research Pocahontas, I've become quite enamored with her story, and that is why I am starting another novel! :) I'm on pins and needles here! I can't wait to see what happens!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 3)

I survived week three, and it's still awesome!! :) We finished cutting out our patterns. Next week sewing actually begins!

These pictures are fakes. I forgot my camera, so I didn't get any pictures of this week's class. So, my sister and I 'reconstructed' a few scenes from class so you can get a picture (lol) of what we did tonight.

Me cutting out my skirt! (Well, pretending to...)

And Rebekah trimming her bodice...or at least holding scissors...

Yes, we did take those pictures on my bed. No, we did not cut my blanket. 

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Sewing Class (Week 2)

I survived my second sewing lesson! And I am still enjoying it! :) We started cutting out the patterns for our dresses on Thursday. 

This picture of our amazing teacher is actually from the first week of class. She's awesome.

This is me, cutting out the lining for my bodice.

This is my sister Rebekah cutting out her skirt.

Rebekah was way more willing to just get down to it and go. I kind of freaked out. I was given the pattern and my fabric and then I panicked. I was way outside my comfort zone and had no idea what I as doing and I got a little (well maybe a lot) stressed. But I have one amazing teacher who is very good at doling out hugs and kind words exactly when they are needed, so I made it through. And by the end of the night I was actually enjoying myself again. :)

I can't wait for next week!

Thursday, August 28, 2014

The Authoress Turned Seamstress....

This author is learning a new skill....sewing! And it's amazing. :)

Okay, so I've only had one night of sewing lessons so far. But I really enjoyed it! Some day I'll have amazing creations to show off, I'm sure. ;)

But, for your entertainment....I'll present my pathetic sewing achievement from my first night of lessons.

Aren't my little lines so lovely? I even did a curve AND a square. Yes, I know it's not much. But that's how it goes, right? You start small and build on it. I have a VERY talented teacher, so I expect to be a master seamstress by the time we're through. :)

You should totally check out my awesome teacher's  blog, too. :) This is it! For the record, she is AMAZING. :)

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Outlines. Wait, What?

So today in English I wrote a story. That's totally up my alley, right?

Perhaps not.

First of all I have to say, I had a blast in class. It was a group project, which was amazing. I've never 'written' (note the quotation marks...I'll get to that) a story by collaborating with friends. It was crazy, and we were laughing a lot, and mostly it was just bananas. But it was a lot of fun. It's definitely something I would love to do again.

Now, the main thing that was NOT "up my alley" was plotting. Outlines. Pre-planning. Really, what is that? I don't understand the language you are using! See, that isn't how I write. So today, as amazingly fun as it was, was a stretch. It was a very good thing I had two classmates to throw out ideas and help write the story, because I would have been stumped and stuck and would not have known how to even begin. You see, we didn't WRITE the story. (That was the point of the quotation marks...) We made an outline. We discussed characters, wrote a sort of synopsis and planned out what would happen in the story, the major events. And that. Was that. Which was totally weird and new for me, but fun all the same. I am actually considering writing that story now, just to see how it goes. Because I've never done something like that in my life before. I'm curious to see if I can actually accomplish it.

Although...I may have to choose a different story to plot and pre-plan, because the one we came up with today was not really my type of story. Though it could be highly entertaining for me to write it.

The story we wrote is about a guy named Fred. He's from Zimbabwe and the setting is in the year 2034. Yes, we were totally making things up on the fly and going for as random as possible. Maybe that wasn't our actual thought process (let's be as random as possible) but it is kind of what happened. So, here's the story:

Fred's mother is murdered by the owner of a bank. So Fred goes to the bank teller, Louise (who happens to be in love with him) and together they rob the bank. And then they have a few crazy/weird adventures trying to get away to live happily ever after...which doesn't work out so well, being criminals and all.

There's a lot more to the story than that, actually (we went crazy in class!). But I don't want to give it all away just in case I am actually going to write it.

Anyway, I guess the point of this post (is there one?) is that I did something new today, something I actually enjoyed....and I'm curious if this new concept of writing a story will actually work for me. Because when I write, I just make it up as I go basically. That sounds terrible. Never mind. What really happens is that I read the story, the same way you would, except I am reading it at a slow pace as it appears on the screen before me. So, that didn't sound any better than the first try. I give up. I just don't pre-plan my stories. They flow out of me before I even know they exist...I don't have time to pre-plan. It's just suddenly there for me to read.

So...that last paragraph sounds rather absurd....

ANYWAY....I'm going to give this whole outlining thing a try. And I'll let you know if I succeed. :)

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Meeting the Prince (The Adventure In Sunara)

I am feeling generous, so while writing itself has been put on hold, I am going to give you something to read. :) This is more of The Adventure in Sunara, the original version from Hadassah's point of view. Enjoy!

 And then she saw a little boy running towards them, followed by a young woman and a little girl. Caspian scooped the little boy up in his arms and kissed his cheek. “Ryan, how is my son?”
   “Dood. I’m dood.”
   Caspian turned to Hadassah and Joelle. “We have guests, Ryan. This is the Lady Joelle and the Lady Hadassah. They have been sent by Arking from the other world to visit us. Ladies, this is my son, Prince Ryan.”
   Ryan clapped his hands. “Dests! I love dests!”
   “Guests, Ryan.” His father corrected.
   Hadassah laughed. “He’s a darling. How old is he?”
   “He is three.” Caspian said.
  A young man approached the group. “Your majesty?”
   “Yes, Lord Felix. What is it?”
   “The council is meeting very soon. We thought you were going to skip out on us again when you left this morning to ride with Alastair.”
   “I had considered it, Lord Felix. But I’m coming. We have a new matter to discuss. We’ll hold a banquet tonight, in honor of our guests. What do you say, Alastair?”
   “I believe that is a good plan, sire.”
   “Yes! Banket! Banket! Banket!” Ryan chanted.
   The King gave Ryan to the young woman who had followed the Prince. “Gidget, he’s in your charge again.”
   “Yes, sire.”
   The King patted the little girl’s head. “Keep my son in line, will you, Inez?”
   The little girl giggled and curtseyed. “Yes, sire.”
   “Gidget, would you escort our guests to rooms for their convenience? I will send Lilianith to them after the council.”
   “There is no need, sire.” Alastair said. “For here she comes now.”
   Caspian nodded. “Yes, there she is. She’ll understand the situation without being told. I believe Lord Felix is anxious for us to join the council in the chamber, Alastair.”
   The King, Alastair and Lord Felix walked away. A beautiful young woman with blond hair that flowed gently to her waist appeared. “Hello! I am Lilianith. I’m the late queen’s sister. Prince Ryan’s aunt. I’ll show you to rooms where you will stay.” Lilianith kissed the cheeks of both Joelle and Hadassah. “Come Gidget, Inez, we must make our guests comfortable.”
   The cheerful young woman led Hadassah and Joelle through a maze of hallways, all paved in marble mosaics, up marble stairs and down more hallways. In all of the large windows hung long purple and red sashes, tied back with gold cords.
    Joelle squeezed Hadassah’s hand and whispered. “This is insane! We must be dreaming!” 

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Day 2 Accomplished

I'm really NOT going to give you an update on College every single day. But I couldn't seem to stop myself from posting right now!

College, after day two, is still awesome. I love being on campus. I had a lot of free time this morning before my first class so I just sat on a bench and people-watched as well as wrote (I just do that when I have nothing else to do, whether it's meaningful writing or just stupid stuff). It was so beautiful outside today, and yesterday too and I just enjoy sitting in the sunshine on campus watching young people race around to get to classes or stand around talking to their friends. I don't know why, but this makes me happy.

And again today I ran into many of my friends, so my ridiculous fear of being completely isolated is proving quite groundless. For which I am eternally grateful. :)

And I do enjoy my classes, as I expected I would. Oh, and I had a blessing today! My math instructor did not use any language this morning! Yay! One less thing to worry about. :)

And I've already done extra credit for one of my classes...on the first day that that class met. I'm feeling accomplished here. :)

Monday, August 18, 2014

First Day of College

I have survived my first day of college.

And don't freak out...I even enjoyed myself! :)

I was shocked by the language (very unpleasant) on campus though. Yes, I did fully expect it. But I was still shocked. I may have to silently cringe my way through my entire math hour.

But other than the language, college is amazing so far. (Yes I know, it's only been one day...) I immensely enjoyed my classes, most especially my English and Lit classes. And my Lit instructor is the best lady EVER. I'm so excited about that class, it's going to be amazing. :)

My biggest fear of college, aside from working in a classroom (totally new environment for me) was that I would be completely surrounded by strangers and totally alone. Now, there are plenty of people on campus I don't know. And in most of my classes, I am completely surrounded by strangers. But I ran into/hung out with six of my friends today before and after classes, and I even have one very good friend IN one of my classes. So, I am not alone.

In summary, my life is basically awesome right now and I am enjoying college so far. :) Here's to tomorrow!

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

College Is Coming

Classes start Monday. Oh my goodness. I'm about to actually start going to college!

I'm fairly eager to start my classes, honestly. But I'm still a little nervous about being on my own surrounded by strangers. Granted, I have plenty of friends who will be on campus too...I just don't have classes with them so I'm feeling alone. I got my books yesterday, so I'm starting to feel like this is really actually happening in reality and it's not just a distant, foggy future. I can't decide if this is a scary thought or an invigorating one. I have a new chapter of life that just opened before me and I'm getting the same eager/happy/helpless/scared feelings that I get when I start a new chapter in a book and I stare at the little blinking cursor waiting for something to happen.

I will keep you posted on how school goes once it starts. :) Writing will have to slow down and be put to the back shelf for a while...I don't know how long. I will definitely try to keep up some writing, and I'm still working on getting my first book published. But classes are going to be my main focus very soon, so you'll just have to be patient about the whole book thing.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

The Mother of the Prince (The Adventure in Sunara)

Okay, big news. I've started rewriting my not yet completed story that I love! I am writing The Adventure in Sunara, but I have changed a few things. Mainly, I'm writing from someone else's perspective this time around. :) I'm enjoying myself. I don't have much of it done yet, actually. But I'll give you a brief snippit to enjoy (or hate as you please. I like it, but you don't have to).

Ryan leaned against the stone wall and peered out the window into the dark night. The moonlight reflected off of the white stone that marked his mother's grave some hundred feet below him.

Ryan stood there for a long time, silent and still as the shadow of a statue.

The castle was silent. Everyone was sleeping, which Ryan ought to be doing himself.

Ryan slowly turned from the window and sat at the oak desk in his room. He pulled out a parchment and taking a deep breath he dipped his quill and began to write.

My Mother was the Queen of Sunara. Her name was Hadassah. And this is her story...the way I saw it unfold.


Father was not happy. Ryan did not know why, but father was not happy.

Ryan was four years old and the Crown Prince of Sunara. Not that that fact mattered to him at all. He only cared that Gidget gave him peaches with his breakfast instead of boring apples.

And that folks is what I have for you right now. :) I'm crossing my fingers that this time the story will sprout its wings and soar....but we shall see.

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Where Are We Now? (The Adventure in Sunara)

Hadassah realized the rain was no longer falling.

She opened her eyes. She was on her hands and knees in warm, green grass.

Hadassah sat up. The sun was shining down on her. She was in a field dotted with flowers. An utterly unknown field.

Joelle was close beside her, looking around. "Hadassah...where are we?"

"I don't know."

"The trees are beautiful."

"Where is Sally?"

Joelle turned around and around, silently and slowly spinning in circles. "She's not here. Are we...dead?"

"I'm not sure...I say! Our clothes are dry."

"So they are. Odd."

"This is not exactly how I imagined going to heaven would be like."

"It is beautiful though." Joelle said. "Look at those purple flowers!"

"And that butterfly!" Hadassah pointed. "It looks as though it is made of diamonds. See how it sparkles?"

The two girls soon heard the unmistakable sound of horses approaching. Hadassah grabbed Joelle's hand and they stood silently together.

Two riders appeared over the crest of a hill some yards away. 

But no, only one was riding a horse. The other was...

"I can't believe my eyes." Joelle breathed.


There you have it. I'll put more up sometime soon, so you won't be left hanging too long hopefully. :) I'm really loving being able to share this story that is so dear to me, so I hope you are all enjoying it. :)

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Relaxing In The Rain

I haven't talked about kiddos in a while, so that's what I'm going to talk about today. :)

I spent the day with my little family of three.Yes, I have most definitely claimed them for myself. I know I'm only their babysitter, but they're mine anyway. :) Two boys and a girl, 8, 5 and 4. 

Today has been a very drizzly day. Not really raining, but thinking about it. 

We swung for hours and we got muddy and soaked our jeans by jumping in rain puddles and we rocked baby dolls to sleep and rode bikes. It was one busy day. :) And it was so nice to just relax, not to think about anything serious at all and a kid. 

Sometimes I stress myself out, thinking about all the things that I have to do and  more recently all the changes that are coming to my life (college and so forth), so it was very nice today to just forget everything and enjoy life. 

It wasn't a 'picture perfect' sunny day with a gentle breeze or anything like that. It was cold, and wet and windy. But I couldn't have been any happier.

Friday, July 25, 2014

I Write For Jesus

I write for Jesus and for no other reason...unless maybe to bless people. :)

I told someone recently who asked me where my creativity came from that I only write, or am even ABLE to write when I let God do it. I sit back and say 'this story is yours, do what you want with it.' and then I just watch Him take over and write the story. It's amazing. :)

The man scoffed.

But I don't care. I spoke the truth. My 'creativity' DOES come from God. And everything that is good and praiseworthy in what I write, God wrote it. And all that is less, all that is bad, I take the credit for.

You don't have to like my work. But I do know that I can feel God smiling on me when I write with Him.

I love writing. I can't say whether I am good or bad at writing, I just love it. And when He writes with me it's like my whole world is perfect. It's the sun shining on a green field, like a butterfly's wings, like a child's smile...all the warm and happy feelings in the world, that is what it feels like to write with Jesus.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Timelines and Snippits

I have been working very hard and for long hours the last two days. I have been making a 'timeline' for my Robin Hood series. And though it has been a lot of work...I am loving it! I love the detail, and putting everything on the 'calender''s just been amazing! I could do this for a living. :) 

The story spans several of course my calender does too. It has been fun to watch the empty notebook fill up, first with years and months and then the months fill up with events, people dying and giving birth, getting married and doing all the things that they do.

The story spans so many years in fact that the calender is in THREE notebooks!! Right now it goes from 1170 to 1260, but I haven't finished and the third notebook still has plenty of space. :)

I have spent many, many hours on this project in the last two days. MANY hours. All of this started because the work on getting self-published got very serious. I am very close now to having that first book published...before the year is out hopefully. :P I would prefer sooner...but as we get closer to being 'done' more things pop up that need attending to. (oh the joys of writing...)

The first book I am publishing is Lucy's Legend-A Robin Hood Story. Because I can and because I'm feeling generous...I'm going to give you a little snippit from that book. :)

"What did he want?" Robin demanded. "Why was he here?"
"He asked me to accompany him to the Fair."
"Marian...I ought to be your escort."
"Can you even show up, Robin? You're an outlaw."
Robin sighed. "It would be risky, but worth it. I don't trust Gisbourne."
"Neither do I. But I might learn something. I'm not being watched."
"If they knew you were the Night Watchman..."
 "They'd have heart attacks. You know...maybe we should tell them. If they died from shock we wouldn't have to deal with them."

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

It Rains (The Adventure in Sunara)

When they had finished eating and cleaning up Sally said, “Well what next?”
“I think we should explore!” Joelle said.
“Alright.” Sally agreed. “Let’s take a hike.”
“I said explore, not hike.”
“Same difference.”
“Come on, you two!” Hadassah laughed.
They walked along the shore of the lake.
“Don’t you think you have enough shells?” Sally asked.
Joelle bent and retrieved a purple shell from the sand. “Nope!” She laughed.
Hadassah leaned against the wall of the bluff. “You might have to carry some, Sally. Our hands are getting full.”
Sally shook her head. “I will not. I don’t mind admiring beautiful shells by the lake, but I have no use for them anywhere else.”
Hadassah glanced up at the sky. “Those are nasty clouds.”
Joelle looked up. “Where did they come from?”
“We’ve been down by the lake for several hours.” Sally said.
“I believe it’s going to rain.” Hadassah observed.
“We’d better head back then.” Joelle said.
They hadn’t gone far before the shower started.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Hadassah asked.
“Us, wet to the skin?” Sally laughed.
“No, silly. The rain on the lake.”
The rain began to pour down hard.
Joelle started to run back to the camp but slipped in the slick mud and splashed into the lake. She came up laughing. “Brr! That’s cold! I won’t try that again.”
Sally and Hadassah pulled her to her feet.
“We’re going to be slush before we get back.” Sally said.
“Sally, we won’t melt.” Hadassah laughed.
The rain was pounding the earth, creating small canyons in the mud.
The three girls slipped and laughed their way toward the camp. They were wet through and splattered with mud.
Suddenly there was a loud boom.
Joelle and Sally covered their ears as the whole sky lit up in a flash of lightening.
Hearing a noisy crack Hadassah looked up…just in time to see a huge tree falling towards them. “Joelle! Sally! Look out!”
Hadassah scrambled forward through ankle deep mud. Sally and Joelle turned when Hadassah shouted. Both their eyes widened and they turned to scramble out of the way.
Hadassah felt a great weight on her back that forced her to her knees.
And then she felt nothing.
There is one more piece of the story that I wish was complete for you to enjoy. :)

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Star of Light

I read a beautiful story today called Star of Light, written by Patricia St. John.

The story was so touching, so moving...and I cried several times while reading it. It's so precious! :) I would definitely recommend this book to everyone! :)

It's about a little boy and his sister in Morocco and follows their trials and hardships and joys and triumphs...and it was just beautiful. :) I loved it! And I am so thankful to my friend who suggested it to me. It was a wonderful book.

The simple faith of the children made my heart sing. And in a way, they reminded me of myself.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

The Incomplete Story (The Adventure in Sunara)

Hadassah poured herself a second cup of coffee and sat quietly at the picnic table in the crisp morning air. It was only the second morning of this amazing vacation, and Hadassah was drinking in the beauty around her as well as the coffee.
Hadassah watched a Robin hopping on the ground near the fire ring. "Hello, little Robin Red-Breast. Find any breakfast?"
Hadassah's musical voice caused the Robin to pause in his search for a worm. A doe peeked her head around a tree several yards away.
"Good morning." Hadassah called good-naturedly.
The doe blinked at her.
Hearing someone climbing out of the tent, Hadassah turned to see Joelle. "Good morning."
"Good morning, Hadassah. Don't tell me you are talking to animals again?"
Hadassah smiled. "I was. Sometimes I truly believe they can understand me."
"Oh look! There's a fawn with the doe!"
Hadassah looked where Joelle pointed. "Aw, he's adorable."
"Our very own Bambi." Joelle said.
"You can't be serious." Sally called from the tent. "Cooing over a fawn?"
The doe and her fawn disappeared. The Robin flew away.
"Look at that." Joelle said. "Your unkind words scared them off."


"Lilianith...?" Hadassah began.
"Yes, Lady Hadassah?"
"Oh please just call me Hadassah. I've never been 'lady' anything in my life."
"I will call you Hadassah. But you had a question?"
"Yes. Alastair said that Areking sends visitors from 'beyond the world' such as Joelle and I when the country is in great peril. So my question the country in great peril?"
Lilianith smiled sadly. "No, the country is not in peril. There have been some instances when Areking brought us visitors for other reasons, but that was long, long ago and few people remember them still."
"And those reasons were...?"
"I cannot tell you. It wouldn't be right. Not yet. We will wait for Areking."


That's two more little pieces of the story I wish I knew fully. Maybe it doesn't tug at your heart the way it does mine, but I love this story so much!

Friday, July 18, 2014

A Piece of My Heart

A crazy turn of events. I don't even know where to begin. We were camping...we were collecting rained...a tree fell...something hit my back...and then here Joelle and I were, in the middle of our own fairy tale.

This is an excerpt from a story I have been trying to write for many years. It never gets very far. I have almost accepted the fact that it will not grow into the full fledged novel I've always wanted it to be. So I am going to share pieces of it here, to assuage my grief over the fact that it's a dead end.

I keep hoping that the next time I go back to it, it will sprout wings and fly, as my other stories have done. But it refuses to do so. I have loved this story from the first day I discovered it in the recesses of my imagination. And I do wish, with all of my heart, that it was complete.

This is a story that I have, for now, named The Adventure in Sunara....that could change in the future though.

It's about a girl named Hadassah who was harmlessly camping with her two friends Joelle and Sally. One day something totally crazy happens to them and they find themselves in Sunara. How they got there, they don't know. All Hadassah knows is what she wrote in her journal, what you read above. They have somehow traveled to a medieval land, and of course they have many adventures there.

I've never gotten farther than just a few chapters into this book. I wish I knew the whole story. But for now I will have to be satisfied with the little that I do know.

Hadassah sifted through them, searching the titles. She did not recognize many. But then she found one she knew well from her childhood. Robert had read them aloud to her when she was only a little thing. Robert, the wonderful older brother she had lost when she was sixteen. Robert had only been twenty-three when he died in that terrible car accident.