Into the Fire

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

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    I'd give credit where credit is due, but I don't know where these came from. Please enjoy.

    PARAPROSDOKIANS definition: "Figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently used in a humorous situation." (Winston Churchill loved them.)

    1. Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.

    2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list.

    3. Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

    4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.

    5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

    6. War does not determine who is right – only who is left..

    7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

    8. Evening news is where they begin with 'Good Evening' and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.

    9. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.

    10. A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk I have a work station.

    11. I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted paychecks.

    12. Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says, 'In case of emergency, notify:' I put 'DOCTOR.'

    13. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.

    14. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut and still think they are sexy.

    15. Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.

    16. A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.

    17. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

    18. Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.

    19. There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.

    20. I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.

    21. You're never too old to learn something stupid.

    22. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.

    23. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

    24. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

    25. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.

    26. Where there's a will, there's relatives.

     

    Oh Lord, what a relief it is to laugh. Thanks for humor. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Some posts beg to be written. Some posts, although they command expression, are pushed into the shadows and left to die in the dark alleys of the mind or survive and hold the writer at gunpoint to be heard. This is one of those posts which refuses to die. It's not the first time I've addressed this issue. Somewhere back in the archives a similar post was given voice, but I don't remember the title now.

    Posts like these spark bitterness, hatred, resentment, and on a bigger venue even threats. My reading audience is small and many of them are like-minded so I doubt too many comments will appear. And it's not comments I'm going for in this post. It's a reality that's being buried by shouts, by protests, by insistence for "fairness", and all matter of disagreements. I find it horrifically sad.

    In Washington state Governor Gregoire, a progressive who has plunged this state deeper into debt following the example of the president and who is done with her pitiful two terms in November, signed into law the allowance for same-sex marriage without the measure appearing before the public for a vote. Granted that twice in California the people defeated the measure allowing same-sex marriage twice, but the Ninth Circuit Court somehow managed to rule that the people had no right to vote against it. ??

    Marriage is what it is, has never been questioned as the institution that unites a man (husband) and a woman (wife) in matrimony, consummated by vows and a sexual union. But now a very small percentage of the United States of America demands that men can marry men and women can marry women because their love should have the same privileges as a  man and woman who decide to marry.

    The basis for their feelings has no origin in the biblical. And when people refuse to acknowledge the origins of moral absolutes, it's difficult to provide them with reasonable arguments they'll accept. So I'll try going a different route. I will say that bodies are built with certain structures and "equipment". These facillitate a natural process known as sexual intercourse and/or making love. What happens when bodies and minds decide to merge outside of their natural constructs presents a medley of problems for rationalizing such actions.

    Please understand this: I recognize that same-sex couples care deeply for one another. I've known people who are gay. Like all other people of every gender, ethnic backgrounds, and cultural divides, some are good, nice, and wonderful people, and others are not. At all.

    My moral code in Christ places homosexuality in the sin category along with every other kind of fornication and lust. No different, but sin nevertheless. And when we enable sin in our lives or in others' lives, we usher ourselves into the realm of consequential failures and results. Biblically, it's stated as "You reap what you sow" and in the world it's often said "What goes around comes around." Sin is inescapable. We're not going to defeat it in this life. But just because nice people welcome certain kinds of sin into their lives doesn't make it a necessity to praise it or them, allow it, and justify it.

    I do find it odd that the sexual constructs of the human body get ignored when they aren't specifically designed for man to man and woman to woman sexual activity without challenging "normal" parameters. Please forgive me, gentlemen, if I shudder to see you lip-locked with another guy, or imagine women with their extra paraphernalia servicing one another. And lest you think I'm being sarcastic or poking fun here, I most certainly am not. I know that real relationships exist in the homosexual community, ones that respect each other, care for each other's needs, and ones that establish the same types of lifestyles as men and women who are coupled. Except for the matter at hand: the bodies don't fit right. I know that the men find a way to make them work together as do the women, but it's not the way they were designed to function. And if it's an hormonal disorder, a reactionary result from some physical or psychological trauma, or whatever might be the case, it's not the kind of relationship that needs to interfere with the longstanding and accepted norm of marriage.

    If it was strictly based on legalities, partners can be given Power of Attorney, co-sign loans, bank accounts, etc., but don't need to tread on marriage. Establish your commitments to one another in spite of all objections if you're bound to do it, but don't take from the established union of a man and a woman to make your relationship fit into a contract that was never meant to be. Be a couple if you like, but don't pretend it's the same thing as marriage. It really isn't, no matter what some government types decide.

    This is a difficult subject. Those of us who classify homosexuality as sin know that we fight to conquer all different kinds of sin in our own lives. Sometimes we succeed and other times we fail miserably. Recognizing what we do is wrong is critical to our well-being. If I can't convince you that what you're doing, feeling, is wrong, then so be it. But please don't try to convince me that what you're doing is right – especially when you want to push it into a marriage vow. It just doesn't fit.

    Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another. They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshipped created things rather than the Creator – who is forever praised. Amen.

    Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural relations for unnatural ones. In the same way the men abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed with lust for one another. Men committed indecent acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their perversion.

    Romans 1:26-27 (NIV)

    God, we're desperate for you. Every one of us. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

    Psalm139:16 (NIV)

     

    Whether by natural means, by disease, by shocking accidents, murders, or addictions, God knows how those days, hours, and moments preceding the last breath will be spent. And the days following . . .

    Farewell, Whitney.

     

    God, I don't pretend to know the eternal destination of Whitney Houston. I only know you blessed her with 48 years and a voice that rang of angelic magnitude. I ask that you would comfort those closest to her and that you would caution those who jump to judge her. Thank you for that beautiful voice bestowed upon a lovely woman who lost her way. I hope in the end she remembered that, yes, Jesus loved her. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

     

    *Poster courtesy of http://www.moviegoods.com

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    He replied, "You of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then he got up and rebuked the winds and waves, and it [the sea] was completely calm.

    Matthew 8:26 (NIV)

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    The winner of Mike Dellosso's Frantic is Brenda Anderson! Congrats and happy reading.

     

    God, thank you for writers and readers. May these two be continually blessed by your inspiration. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Karin, take it away.

     

    I’ve loved reading mysteries since I was a kid, so my number one goal in writing The Witch Tree was to write the sort of mystery I like to read–cozy but not fluffy, with a plot that doesn’t minimize evil but, on the other hand, isn’t dripping with darkness. Life is full of hope—why shouldn’t books be?

    When I set out to create my protagonist, Anna Denning, I knew four things: (1) she would be a genealogist, (2) she would be a widow, (3) she would have been involved with wicca at some point in her past, and (4) she would own a dog.

    I wanted to make Anna a genealogist because genealogists are good at digging for clues and connecting the dots—like any good amateur sleuth. Plus, genealogy deals with both the past and present (as well as how the past affects the present), and the information you can uncover in your research is almost limitless. Genealogy is a cornucopia for the mystery writer.

    Anna is a widow who is having a very tough time dealing with the loss of her husband—and her anger at God because of that loss. It was important to show her grief and anger. I think Christians, moreso than non-believers, can become angry with God. After all, we believe in Him, and when it seems the One you’ve trusted has turned His back on you, there’s a sense of betrayal that, for example, an atheist or Buddhist wouldn’t feel. Christians shouldn’t be ashamed of their struggles with God—those struggles are a sign of faith.

    In the course of the story, Anna also has to come to grips with her past involvement in wicca, something she’d rather forget. That’s something I can identify with. In my twenties, even though I was a Christian, I dabbled in wicca. As a result, although I have strong opinions on wicca, witchcraft, and paganism (all of them negative), I have a great deal of empathy for young people caught up in those “paths.”

    Finally, I knew Anna had to have a dog, so I created Jackson, a German shepherd mix. I have two dogs of my own, both rescue dogs. One was abandoned at age two, and the other was a breeder dog at a puppy mill who was almost nine years old when I got him. Dogs are one of God’s best gifts, so how could my protagonist be without one?

     

    Two years ago, if someone had told me I’d self-publish an ebook, I wouldn’t have believed it. I’d always heard that self-publishing is a no-no. And although I still believe that self-publishing solely in print format isn’t a good idea, the world of publishing has changed so much that self-pubbing an ebook just might be the smartest thing you could ever do as an author.

    I decided to self-publish The Witch Tree as an ebook first and foremost because I’m impatient. I didn’t want to go through the usual publication process: write the “perfect” query, find an agent, search for a publisher, find an editor, rewrite half the book, have the editor and agent tell you they can’t market the book, rinse and repeat. Thankfully, because of ebooks, that publishing model is on the way out.

    Self-publishing isn’t for everyone, but for those who are so inclined, I’d say give it a try. I’ll be self-publishing my second ebook in the Anna Denning mystery series later this year. The book will be “up and running” a couple weeks after I’ve finished the last draft. It’s great to be living in a time when that’s possible.

     

    Again, Lord, please continue to bless Karin with stories, revelation knowledge from your heart to hers, and the insights only you can give. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Since I got my Kindle for Christmas, I've ordered and read two e-books. One shall remain anonymous. The other is Karin Kaufman's first novel The Witch Tree, the initial Anna Denning Mystery and a bargain for suspense readers. If you've ever entertained the prospect of doing your family tree or have delved into ancestral investigations, this novel will entice your interests in geneaology. Written very well for a first effort, The Witch Tree, self-published by Karin Kaufman, is worth the read.

    Anna Denning has been a young widow for two years, surviving by her geneaology business. Her loneliness and sorrow almost overwhelm her, but with her dog Jackson, her friend Liz, and various others in the small tourist mountain town of Elk Park, Colorado, she gets by. A few days before Christmas, after completing a work order from a young woman for the female ancestry of a prominent City Councilman's wife, she's asked to deliver it in person. When she arrives at the house, someone beckons her to come in but no one appears. Her curiosity leads her to the dead body of the woman whose ancestry she's just researched.

    The City Councilman (Tom Muncy) accuses Anna of murdering his wife and threatens to ruin her, but the detective in charge believes Anna had nothing to do with it. When Anna must confront the occult store owner (Darlene) and her young employees about the work order, she finds a domineering, fear-mongering woman who fancies herself a powerful witch with disdain for the wicca preferences of her young and vulnerable female clerk (Jazmin) and contempt for the Druid leanings of her young male helper (Rowan). After using them to harass Anna in an attempt to derail her efforts to expose the dead woman's killer, their combined efforts go too far. Drawing upon personal past history and her astute research capabilities, Anna perseveres in her investigation, discovering the significance of the ancestry she found.

    Anna's faith has been weakened by her loss, but this trial forces her to recognize who holds the true power. Her characterization is well done, giving her just enough spunk to hold steady when she's confronted with contempt from the Councilman and pure evil from the witch and enough intelligence to see through smokescreens and to know when she needs help. The climactic scene near the end works very well.

    The Witch Tree is very well-written for a first effort with only a few missed copy-editing errors, certainly no more than most novels these days. If I had to fault it, I would only say the geneaology confused me at times as I tried to follow who was who and how they intersected and affected the present, but not every reader might've found this to be the case. Also, under the circumstances, I think Anna's compassion allowed her to become a bit too trusting of Jazmin after watching her time and time again fall under the "spell" of manipulation by her boss. Minor "problems" all. The Witch Tree is definitely worth more than the asking price of only $2.99 on Kindle and available for the Nook as well. A solid effort by Karin Kaufman with a great cover and clever title. 

    http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-witch-tree-karin-kaufman/1104309714

    http://www.amazon.com/Witch-Tree-Denning-Mystery-ebook/dp/B005CSNGQK/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1328643522&sr=1-1

    http://karin-kaufman.blogspot.com/

     

    *Tomorrow I will feature some background to Karin's story and her reasons for going the e-publishing route.*

     

     

     

    Father, please continue to bless and encourage Karin with more stories, your helpful leading, your wonderful grace. Give her what she needs to do as you instruct. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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    Up this week in the CFBA Tour is Lisa Wingate's Blue Moon Bay published by Bethany House. Blue Moon Bay is the second novel centered on Moses Lake, Texas, following Larkspur Cove which I haven't read. I've also read Lisa's Word Gets Around which was the second novel in the Daily Texas Trilogy.

     

    Blue Moon Bay with its attractive cover gives us the relocated, uptight, cynical, self-absorbed, ambitious career-climbing workaholic architect Heather Hampton who now lives and works for a high-pressure firm in Seattle. When the possibility for the expansion and design of the plant where her father worked arrives at her firm, Heather decides to contact her estranged mother to secure the sale of the family properties back in Moses Lake, Texas, for this project.

     

    Raised with her little brother Clay, a move back to her father's hometown (Moses Lake) in her senior year of high school elicited nothing but sullen wrath and a Gothic transformation to this previously devoted Daddy's girl. Told primarily from Heather's first person account, we witness firsthand her motives and flaws and learn why she's estranged from her family which includes her elderly uncles Herbert and Charley, her mother and brother.

     

    Just before the signing date of the contract, Heather's corporate real estate boyfriend Richard tells her he hasn't heard from her mother and time is of the essence or the offer will be withdrawn. This news facillitates a quick trip to Moses Lake to insure the signing of the contract before its impending due date. Heather's logic for getting the papers signed overrides any other concerns in spite of her dread of returning to this place of great tragedy, loss, and emotional upheaval. Upon arriving, no one will engage her concerns, there is the seemingly endless tension and conflict between her and her mother, and her brother is supposedly going to take over the restaurant and cabins of one of her elderly uncles while her Berkeley-based literature-teaching mother plans to turn her other uncle's funeral home into a bed and breakfast.

     

    As she suspects, nothing is as it seems and no one is willing to enlighten her which builds fuel for her short fuse. The truly bright spot in the whole ordeal is connecting with her high school secret crush who now shows an undeniable interest in her. When he takes her on a romantic visit to Blue Moon Bay, she almost forgets her loathing of her previous home – plus everything else she thought mattered to her.

     

    Although the underlying evidence of something going on behind Heather's back permeates her time in Moses Lake, it's so well hidden that it almost comes as too much of a surprise toward the last few chapters of the novel when the shift in the story makes it feel like two different but merging plots. By focusing the entire story on Heather's perceptions -skewed as they are – and written in her POV, the reader stumbles into the suspenseful conclusion along with Heather, but it doesn't feel quite cohesive. At least to me. Focused more on the internal struggles of discovering who Heather has become – or really is – the story then takes a different direction toward the end.

     

    Lisa Wingate is a talented writer with well-established characters and some great prose. Heather Hampton is a mess and could be an unlikeable protagonist if Lisa hadn't given her a witty, sardonic, flighty but vulnerable personality. Her faith journey is understated throughout and contrasted to the beloved Mennonite housekeeper Ruth, the only one she thought truly cared about her in her youthful rebellious state of mind. Ruth is now dying of cancer. Heather's epiphany is worth the wait although the final page and a half seem more like a mini-lecture than the character's conclusion.

     

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    Father, please continue to inspire Lisa's stories and provide what she needs to do as you ask. Bless all of her efforts to honor you in all she does. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

     

       

     

     

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    It is my pleasure to present a guest post by Mike (I call him Michael) Dellosso, one of Christian Fiction's nice guys who, up to this point, has written Christian Horror, the term some feel is an oxymoron and the label at which CBA publishers shrink and twitch. Mike's novel Frantic reviewed here, releases today (February 7th). If you leave a comment here and Like Mike on Facebook, you will be eligible to win a copy of Frantic, a unique and compelling story with a little less of the horror niche and leaning toward thriller-esque. Some very good writing from Mike.    

     

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    With my full-time job in homecare physical therapy, I see patients every day who have had terrible things happen to them. Auto accidents that left them with multiple injuries and unable to walk for months; work accidents that shatter legs and destroy any hope of walking “normally” again; strokes; heart attacks; amputations; cancer; Parkinson’s that robs muscles of control and the brain of cogent thoughts. And you know what? Not one of them planned for it to happen.

    Not one scheduled their accident or episode or onset of disease.

    Tragedy isn’t something you plan for. Heartache isn’t scheduled on anyone’s calendar.

    This gets me thinking from time to time and I have to step back and take inventory of my life, of what’s important, of what I fight and live for. Things can change in an instant. One misjudgment, one lapse in attention, one rogue cell, one determined virus. And everything changes.

    It happens, really. I see it every day and deal with the consequences, both physically and emotionally. I also deal with death on an almost daily basis. The worst phone call I receive is when a nurse announces that another patient has "expired," especially if it's someone I've grown close to.

    As is common for most of us, talk of illness, injury, and death spurs thoughts of life. We live once. It’s a gift given us and there’s no exchanging it or returning it. Once used it’s in the realm of history, written into the pages of eternity. The focus of life is not only the tape at the finish line, it’s how we run the race. And I want to run with no regrets.

    This has been on my mind a lot lately, no regrets. I work with people every day who are at the end of life and some voice very openly the regrets they’ll carry to the grave. I can see the sorrow in the lines of their face, the cloud in their eyes. They wish their life would have turned out differently. They wish they would have loved more and hated less, listened to that advice they ignored, been more honest, paid more attention to their children.

    Last year I worked with a woman who lived alone in a trailer with her elderly dog. She had no family, no friends, and, as far as she was concerned, no reason for living. After telling me all the mistakes she’d made in life she said, “I think about just ending it. All I have in the world is this trailer and my stupid dog.” I left her with tears in my eyes and a heavy lump in my throat.

    There’s a Matthew West song I love called “The Motions.” Here are a few lines from the chorus:

    "I don’t want to spend my whole life asking
    What if I had given everything
    Instead of going through the motions?"

    So where do we go from here, from the determination and declaration that we will make the most of what we have now and not end our life asking "What if . . .?" I think it means we have to make some changes right now.

    With that in mind, here are some thoughts, in no particular order:

    * Be in good standing with everyone you come in contact with; live in peace with everyone.
    * Be the parent your kids need.
    * Be the spouse your husband/wife deserves.
    * Work hard and do your best at whatever your hands find to do.
    * Never stop learning.
    * Make a difference in the lives of the people you know.
    * Never be ashamed of your faith and take every opportunity to talk about it, to defend it, and to encourage someone else with it.
    * Be quick to apologize and quicker to forgive.
    * Give people the benefit of the doubt and assume the best.
    * Take risks and spend some time on limbs.
    * Recognize opportunities and seize them.
    * Love others as you have been loved.
    * Pursue humility and live by the rule of honesty.

    When I was on the track and field team in high school, I ran the 400 meter dash. At the end of the race I was spent, exhausted, and ready to vomit. I had run my best and left everything on the track. Wouldn't it be great to do the same with this race of life, leave it all on the track?

     

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    Father, you know Mike's desires to live like he means it, to follow you with his whole heart, to lead his family, to work hard, to do what you have for him to do. Please continue to give him stories, bless the work of his hands, watch over him and his family and keep them safe from all harm. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

     

                             

     

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    I'm not going to tell you how to write. I will tell you what works for me. I'm not going to give you ultimatums and start capitulating all the writing rules. I will say that if you do certain things which I have done in the beginning of this novel writing business, your writing will appear to be unprofessional and unready to attract those who hold the keys to publication.

    And I can say this much: if you decide to go the ebook route and don't put your best effort forward, you will be contributing to the poor reputation that self-published authors desperately fight to overcome. It's a reputation that had its foundation in truthful analysis. Sloppy, poor writing with unintentional grammatical errors and proofreading failures. Sure, you put a book out, but it's hardly something to find satisfaction in if it's full of mistakes. Just being a storyteller isn't enough.

    I can also say you can do it all right, well, even very well and not find the right door that opens to publication – at least not right away. It might come down to the decision to go ahead and self-publish a trade paper book or an e-book. It might. If it does, do it right. Do it well. Yes, even very well. Because all you have in the end is what you put out with your name on it. And that matters. As a Christian, it should matter a lot. Give your best to honor the Lord.

    Father, we need your help, your inspiration, your direction, and your encouragement and prodding. We need it all. Help us to give our best for you. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.