Into the Fire

Passionate thoughts about the world of writing and the Power of God

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  •                       The first five paragraphs of the fifth chapter of one of my WIPs (Works in Progress) tentatively titled Seeing . . .    Five   They ate in silence, a covert solitude between strangers whose lives had intersected. Micah rarely had a companion traveling…

  •          (From July 7th, 2008: Black Sea Affair . . . A military thriller!)                                                     Sound the alarm! Man battle stations! Wow. Don Brown’s Black Sea Affair would…

  •        Some of them are worth watching. This is one of them.   Father, you gave us family. You teach us to love, and we're never really great at it, but some of us try really hard to emulate who you want us to be in you. As best I can with all…

  •         Fabulous group. Great songs. Beautiful ladies. Aahh, these old songs . . .    Father, you knew the rebellion of the times, but you never slumbered or slept. Always seeking open hearts. Thank you for waiting for mine to get that way. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.  

  •                      The president commits a foolish act which defies the government's "First Commandment" and manages to keep it a secret from one of the most loyal and able covert operatives, formerly a Navy SEAL, formerly Secret Service, who is directly and adversely affected by it. Scot…

  • Now about spiritual gifts, brothers, I do not want you to be ignorant.   1 Corinthians 12:1 (NIV)

  •                    The first five sentences of Chapter 1 from my novel The Fixer:   CHAPTER 1 The rain assaulted the trees, the gutters, the double-pane windows, hard and cold, leaving even the midday seeming like the darkness of evening. Unpleasant to watch, she twisted the blinds closed…

  • (From April 3rd, 2012) Belonging to . . . The Thirteenth Tribe                                                  No surprise to my readers that Robert Liparulo is a favorite author of mine. So happy to see his…

  •                 Just below I've posted the lyrics from Simon & Garfunkel's song America. A telling story of the late 60s and early 70s, the times of losing one's way in the onslaught of drugs, sex, rock 'n' roll. The guarded reserves of the 40s and 50s were being…

  •              More of those amazing tunes . . . seems like only yesterday.   Father, over and over again I thank you for rescuing me, for allowing me the grace I needed to be set free from the days of lost ways. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.