Stories on the edge of familiarity
I had the pleasure of hosting this live chat, in which we talked it up it up about fantasy, Christianity in fiction, and the supernatural in fiction. We didn’t always see eye to eye, but we were all able to share ideas, learn from each other, and generally just have a blast. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naqQ9gfK6uc] The authors featured: Carmen Rane Hudson Emily Casey Mike Duran Stant Litore
How shall we talk about God? Do we veil him in the secret place and keep him out of sight? Do we shove him at the public and challenge them to fight? Or maybe we should make him into who we’ve decided he is. Yes, that is better; then we understand him. Then we won’t have to change. The biggest challenge that Christian writers face isn’t “How should I portray God/Christianity in my books?”, though many have touted it as
Every once in a while, I experience an emotional meltdown (what some might refer to as “a spiritual awakening”). Occasionally, I even blog about it. In March I had a meltdown during the weekend of a conference I was volunteering at, and it led to the final piece of the puzzle I needed in order to begin writing The Illuminated Heart… the piece that I’ve been mentioning the least, incidentally. Today’s emotional meltdown involved my Indiegogo campaign. It also occurred in the kitchen
When I was really, really little (like, younger than four), my parents took me to Sunday School for the first time. I went in the room, saw the group of kids, freaked out internally, and hid under a table. This happened for a few weeks, my mom dropping me off, me hiding under the table, her coming back and getting me. I wasn’t hysterical, I just was frightened of all these kids that I didn’t know. Well, after a while
Fear: An unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. (definition from Google) This post is brought to you by the theme song for book 4 of my fantasy series. One night, I dreamed I was a beast. I was small, doglike, and had somehow found my way into a large, gorgeous library. There were books from floor to ceiling, beautiful books held in old, wooden bookcases. Between the bookcases stood tables of
Grow Your Library
