I remember praying so often in 2018 for a story to write. The decade of rejections had done their damage. I even asked God to take away my desire to write if it wasn’t His will for me. Knowing that serving others was most certainly His desire, I signed up to volunteer in the church […]
Category Archives: Words on Writing
Hello dear ones! I have been away battling dragons (namely library science projects and Epstein-Barr), but I’m back to wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day! A fellow children’s book writer, Susanna Leonard Hill, puts on a delightful contest each February called the Valentiny Writing Contest. Entries can only be 214 words (2/14 and tiny), and […]
What Do You Do with an Idea? by Kobi Yamada is a powerful picture book. Read it, and you may learn (or remember) something about yourself. To my husband, it was a book about riding motorcycles. To me, it was about being brave enough to finish writing the novel I tucked away after someone didn’t […]
“ . . . [W]e often cut out time with the one who created time so that we have more time.” – From Better Together: Connecting With God and Each Other (A Youth for Christ Devotional) A few weeks ago, my family said farewell to summer by visiting the mountains. As we drove north, through […]
“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.” Genesis 1:1 My five-year-old has been memorizing this verse this month, so it is written on the chalkboard near the breakfast table. This morning, as the rain gently hit the windowpanes, I read this verse with new eyes. Of course! That is why I have […]
A haiku is a short poem about nature. At its best, it lets the reader experience a scene—causes her to feel the emotions of being there! I think you’ll find, like I have, that the structure (five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third) creates […]
I’m sitting beside the window, sorting through a box of books, listening to Christmas carols. I turned on the music to cheer me up, thinking I could get away with it because of “Christmas in July.” The sun is streaming in as the grandfather clock ticks beside me. Time—changes—things. The scene around me is happy. […]