Into the Fire

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

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    Untitled

     

    outlier: n. 1.A portion of anything that exists or lies apart from the main body or system to which it belongs

    I interviewed for my first job at the barn of a respected trainer on the backstretch at Longacres Racetrack in a mini-dress, high heels, and two-shaded octagonal sunglasses. It's safe to say I appeared as an outlier. For a reason known only to God, the boss's daughter hired me and told me to come back in a week. Of course when I returned, I wore Levis, a flannel shirt, and work boots. Then I looked the part but was racetrack green (and that's not in reference to any facet of the environment). I threw my heart and soul into learning the various parts of caring for and training the magnificent Thoroughbreds, and, although this city girl didn't quite fit in with the racetrack natives, I persevered to gain my place in the racing scene.

    I attended a few writing conferences after finishing seven novels. Having self-published three of those, you could still say I'm an outlier. Not quite fitting into the publishing industry. With several published author friends I'm still well out on the periphery of the biz and will probably remain here.

    Not the most comfortable place to reside and not sure why I seem to occupy the fringe of places I want to be, it creates an observation level that reveals viewpoints not easily visualized from an insider's dwelling.

    I'm a people person but prefer one-on-ones to a crowded bunch. Intimate conversations that take time to develop and reveal heart situations rather than small talk which reveals little. Private moments rich with emotion instead of silliness and canned laughter. Gut-level insights over repetitious responses and platitudes.

    In my own skin . . .

     

    Father, you made me. Help me to keep being made into the one you designed me to be. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

     

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    Expressions

     

    You can say or write anything you want, but that doesn't guarantee it will be appreciated or well received. Favorite expressions you love to hate?

    "Not to beat a dead horse . . . " (Outside of just common distaste for this descriptive expression, I have to admit it makes a point. Doesn't mean I have to like it in spite of having used it myself.)

    "Can't have your cake and eat it too." (Really?)

    How 'bout yours?

     

    Father, help us to paint effectively with words. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

     

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    Words

    Quick! Off the top of your head – and excepting cuss words – what words do you hate whenever you hear them or see them used in a story (but not in dialogue).

    Here are a couple of mine:

    Keen, keening (as in lamenting, not as in "peachy keen")

    Issues (so overused in current times)

     

    Father, let our words matter and be meaningful. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Do not be quick with your mouth,

    do not be hasty in your heart

    to utter anything before God.

    God is in heaven

    and you are on earth,

    so let your words be few.

    As a dream comes when there are many cares,

    so the speech of a fool when there are many words.

    . . .

    Much dreaming and many words are meaningless. Therefore stand in awe of God.

     

    Ecclesiastes 5:2-3; 7 (NIV)

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    Five

     

     

    Five random things for Friday:

    1. One of my favorite places in Europe when I was there: Aix en Provence (France).

    2. I've written seven novels and have three in progress.

    3. One of my favorite memories from young childhood is swinging on my dad's bicep.

    4. Of all the racetracks I've been to, the now gone Longacres is my favorite. That's where it all began.

    5. I once performed a monologue Easter play in church.

     

    Lord, I belong to you. Thank you for my life. Thank you for loving me through it all – even when I was far from you. In the Name of Jesus, Amen. 

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    Romance

     

    I know it's crazy silly to say this, but I hope by the time you finish reading this post you'll understand what I mean.

    The hardest genre to write is romance. Go ahead. Laugh it up. I know. Why then has everyone and their mother, aunt, sister, daughter written or read one? Certainly not because it's "hard" to do.

    Let me be more specific. There is not one romantic story to tell which hasn't been told. Not one hero or heroine who hasn't been written. Not one quandary, not one separation, get- together, argument, trial, making up, etc. that hasn't been portrayed in words. As Solomon so rightly exclaimed eons ago, "There's nothing new under the sun."

    Well, you say, that could be said about any novel, any story. And you're right. And, besides, you add, romance readers are the ones who buy those same stories over and over again, so what's the problem? No problem really, and you'd be right again.

    But, really, there is a problem. For an original touch to penetrate the pages of a romance novel? Nearly impossible. And there lies the difficulty: originality. Who cares?! you ask. Well, as a writer, I care. And, as a reader, I care. I'm weary of reading just a few very sparsely spaced worthwhile romances. And maybe I'm in the minority. In fact, there's probably no "maybe" about it. And if originality is in short supply in any romance novel, it's exceptionally so in CBA romance novels. Christian romance novels typically include the church going lovers – who really aren't lovers in the sexual sense, the appropriate scriptures in times of trials and resisting romantic inclinations, the not-right-for-each-other until God intervenes and shows them they are the perfect match . . . Well, you get my drift which might contain a bit of exaggeration. It's just all so . . . predictable and formulaic. I know, I know: I always say that. Could be because it's true.

    So. I reiterate. To write an interesting, atypical romance novel without the inclusion of gimmicky urban fantasy? Perhaps the hardest genre to write.

     

    Father, help me. That's all I can say. In every way, in everything, in every endeavor: please help me. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.   

     

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    Highly recommend this post by Katherine Coble before or after perusing this year's nominees.

     

                              
    Award

     

    Contemporary Romance

    The Breath of Dawn* by Kristen Heitzmann (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker
    Publishing Group)

    Lethal Legacy by Irene Hannon (Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group)

    Wildflowers from Winter by Katie Ganshert (WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group)

    Contemporary Series, Sequels, and Novellas/

    Two Destinies by Elizabeth Musser (David C Cook)

    You Don't Know Me by Susan May Warren (Tyndale House Publishers)

    Waiting for Sunrise by Eva Marie Everson (Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group)

    Contemporary Standalone

    The Air We Breathe by Christa Parrish (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker Publishing
    Group)

    Borders of the Heart* by Chris Fabry (Tyndale House Publishers)

    Not in the Heart* by Chris Fabry (Tyndale House Publishers)

    First Novel

    Into the Free by Julie Cantrell (David C Cook)

    Tangled Ashes by Michèle Phoenix (Tyndale House Publishers)

    Wedded to War by Jocelyn Green (River North, an imprint of Moody Press)

    Historical

    Flame of Resistance by Tracy Groot (Tyndale House Publishers)

    Wedded to War by Jocelyn Green (River North, an imprint of Moody Press)

    A Wreath of Snow by Liz Curtis Higgs (WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group)

    Historical Romance

    Against the Tide by Elizabeth Camden (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker Publishing
    Group)

    Be Still My Soul by Joanne Bischof (WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group)

    Love's Reckoning by Laura Frantz (Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group)

    Suspense

    Downfall by Terri Blackstock (Zondervan, a division of HarperCollins Christian
    Publishing)

    The Last Plea Bargain by Randy Singer (Tyndale House Publishers)

    Rare Earth* by Davis Bunn (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker Publishing
    Group)

    Submerged* by Dani Pettrey (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker Publishing
    Group)

    *This category includes four nominees due to a tie in scoring.

    Visionary

    Daughter of Light by Morgan L. Busse (Marcher Lord Press)

    Soul's Gate by James L. Rubart (Thomas Nelson, a division of HarperCollins Christian
    Publishing)

    Starflower by Anne Elisabeth Stengl (Bethany House Publishers, a division of Baker
    Publishing Group)

    Young Adult

    Child of the Mountains by Marilyn Sue Shank (Delacorte Press, a division of Random House)

    Failstate by John W. Otte (Marcher Lord Press)

    Interrupted: A Life Beyond Words by Rachel Coker (Zondervan, a division of HarperCollins Christian Publishing)

    *I've read these.

     

    Father, thank you for your writers. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Back

     

    Recently I had the incredible – but shocking – pleasure of being re-introduced to my far away past through the gracious and benevolent comments left on this blog and a trio of follow up emails. This individual sent me scans of three postcards mailed to him from London and Europe, circa 1968. We weren't close friends, but we met each other during the year I worked to save money to make my trip. I no doubt promised to write, took down his address, and sent a few brief epistles documenting the trip. I remembered him, I thought, but had to ask if he was who I remembered him to be. 

    Our communications since his emails make it unbelievable to learn these postcards survived all these years. And what a fascinating life unfolded for this then young man. Lots of hurdles and experiences of the day. You'd have to live through the 60s and 70s to fully understand the powerful onslaught of the "drugs, sex, rock 'n' roll" generation and lifestyle. Whether or not you actually experienced it firsthand, it still made an impact.

    I can't tell you how meaningful this experience has been. I know God engineered it – even back then when neither of us knew Him. And I'm so grateful for meeting him again after so many years and even more thankful that since those tumultuous times bringing us to this day, we now know our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

     

    Father, thank you for the incredible inter-connections you weave together in our lives. You constantly amaze me. Thank you beyond my ability to speak, write, or think it. Please bless Jamas in your abundance. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.  

     

  •                            Iscariot

    (Originally posted as "The life and death of . . . Iscariot" on April 21, 2013.)

    If you've read Demon . . . a memoir, and/or Havah, The Story of Eve, and now Iscariot: A Novel of Judas, you have learned that Tosca Lee is no amateur in scholarly research and an over-achiever when it comes to inciting thoughtful questions regarding biblical accounts. In order to write Iscariot, Tosca used over 100 books and a personal trip to Israel to attempt to answer her questions about the reviled Judas Iscariot, the betrayer of Jesus. Never short on meaningful and often beautiful prose stuffed with stark imagery, Tosca Lee has given readers a possible rendition of the man we love to hate.

    Giving Judas a frantic and fearful childhood fleeing the Romans with his family, The Law dominates their lives as they faithfully complete all of the Temple rituals. Awaiting a Messiah to deliver them from Roman rule, they pursue an earthly kingdom for Israel, the two brothers hoping for eventual positions among the religious elite.

    Tragic loss shoots pain and suffering into Judas' life, ripening his need for a savior. Iscariot suggests the troop of disciples struggle to grasp the ministry of Jesus but commit themselves to Him without fully understanding why. They grow to love Him, devote their lives to pursuing His ministry but are often confused by His teaching and His supposed flouting of The Law which the Pharisees vehemently insist is blasphemy. Judas in particular vacillates between awe and accusation and can't quite reconcile Jesus' conduct to the proper behavior of a Jewish man. Continuing to cling to personal ideas of Jesus as the earthly Messiah of Israel, Judas decides Jesus needs his assistance to survive the threats of the chief priests.

    Iscariot, A Novel of Judas, by Tosca Lee, published by Howard Books, A Divison of Simon & Schuster, will challenge your opinions of this man whose name is synonymous with horrendous betrayal. Giving him a history, a personality, a relationship with family, religious men, and Jesus, Iscariot presents a plausible story of a man who can't quite graduate beyond the legalism of The Law. Can't quite believe the stunning and repeated examples of the miraculous and can't quite embrace the true generosity of this Jesus to the least of society. And definitely can't accept Him as the real Messiah. 

    Iscariot is what the title suggests. We hear the self-told story of Judas, and we learn of his ingrained attachment to the rituals of religion, the pull of life on earth as opposed to the true Kingdom of Heaven. We know how it ends – hearing it from the Epilogue presented first - but we get many of the blanks filled in from story.

    We know the Word of God is both specific and vague. There is not a great deal of information about Judas, and there's no reason to assume this isn't intentional. If I had to fault this novel, I would probably address the specifics of Luke 22:3 which tells us that Satan entered into Judas just before he went to the chief priests. Iscariot takes a more sympathetic approach to Judas and doesn't allude to this compelling and telling verse.

    I can tell you this: it is possible for me to appreciate, even admire, a novel without liking it. Iscariot is very well done, at times almost Hemingway-ish in style which is odd since Tosca said the original manuscript was "nearly three times the length" of this book. And yet at times, it's poetic, visceral. Historical fiction, perhaps especially biblical historical fiction, is not my preference, but with Tosca as the author of such an intense endeavor, I couldn't pass it up.

    From the personal preference department, the cover is stunning and beautifully done. I think the six pages of endorsements is over the top, but I suppose with a potentially controversial book, Howard Books (Simon & Schuster) might have thought it necessary. I do recommend Iscariot if for no other reason to read the picture of Israel at the time of Jesus' ministry, the loveliness and accuracy of Tosca's writing, and for the thought provoking questions she raises by authoring this story. 
     
    Father, only you know the outcome of our lives here on earth. May I never betray you by my actions, words, or deeds, Precious Lord. I'm desperate for you, day in and day out. And no better, no stronger, no less likely to do exactly the opposite of what I want to do concerning you than any one of your creation. Lord, I lift up Tosca in all of her trials, in all of her pursuits, in all of her successes and pray your abundance in Jesus over her. Bless her determination, her inquisitiveness, her genuine heart after you. Keep her safe from all harm. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.  

     

     

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    Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,

    or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens?

    Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,

    or weighed the mountains on the scales

    and the hills in a balance?

    Who has understood the Spirit of the Lord.

    or instructed him as his counselor?

    Whom did the Lord consult to enlighten him,

    or who taught him the right way?

    Who was it that taught him knowledge

    or showed him the path of understanding?

     

    Surely the nations are like a drop in the bucket;

    they are regarded as dust on the scales;

    he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust.

    . . .

    Before him all nations are nothing;

    they are regarded by him as worthless

    and less than nothing.

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    The Lord is the everlasting God,

    the Creator of the ends of the earth.

    He will not grow tired or weary,

    and his understanding no one can fathom.

    He gives strength to the weary

    and increases the power of the weak.

    Even youths grow tired and weary,

    and young men stumble and fall;

    but those who hope in the Lord

    will renew their strength.

    They will soar on wings like eagles;

    they will run and not grow weary,

    they will walk and not be faint.

     

    Isaiah 40:12-15; 17; 28-31 (NIV)