Well, this was a bit of a stumble. Busy week, busy week. On Friday, I took a side-trip to write a blog article (namely this one, which I think a lot of you have already read). Then on Saturday, my congregation held a community cookout, which was a lot of…
After a heated and emotional series of debates earlier this week, the Confederate flag that flew at South Carolina’s state capitol was lowered from its flagpole and taken to a “relic room.” This move came as a direct result of the slaughter of nine people in a historic black church…
So last week, I finished up a sort of writing experiment I called “Darkshire Woods: The Heir.” As I explained in the first post, this was my attempt to write a story slightly out of my comfort zone. Using the game mechanics of Fiasco, I had to come up with…
So I tried something new with this book: That’s the corkboard in Scrivener for The Iron Staff Book 1. This is the first time I’ve written a complete book with that particular program. Or rather, it will be the first time I write a complete book using Scrivener. I probably…
A few months ago, I found an interesting article by Rachel Held Evans about the lady described in Proverbs 31. In it, she laments the fact that apparently, in some circles, people hold up the description in Proverbs 31 and use it to say, “SEE!?!? This is what a good…
She had no idea how things had gone so wrong. Edrys reviewed the events of the past day in her mind, trying to find the one loose thread, the one moment when it all came apart in her hands. Was it when King Maxillian arrived? Or when Smythe offered to…
Okay, it’s been a while. I’ve got no excuse. I’ve been a bit lazy. But it’s time to knuckle down. I need to focus. I need to land this thing. I’m talking about the first draft for The Iron Staff Book One (still looking for a title for this thing).…
When someone started pounding at his chamber door in the early morning, Smythe was already awake and dressed. He hadn’t been able to sleep, not even for an instant. Part of that was due to the sheer amount of arrangements that he had to make. He kept Healey running for…
When I was younger, I was terrified of tornadoes. I don’t know why that was, exactly. I was never actually in one, but I had heard plenty about them. I knew how dangerous they could be. Minnesota is at the northern edge of Tornado Alley, which means that while we…
Azebel could scarcely believe it. After years of patient waiting, the old fool was finally going to die. Yes, she wasn’t thrilled with the methodology. Using poison felt gauche, to say the least, but the opportunity was simply too good to pass up. With Edrys Fanella finally exposed as the…