December 21, 2012 | 0 comments

Rick and I were married on December 21, 1969.  Looking back now, I wonder how we could have done such a thing to my parents.  A Christmas wedding?  Within months after they resettled (in a trailer) and started building (by their own hands) their retirement home in the Applegate Valley of Oregon?  I did most of the planning because Mom was far away.  Rick had little say because he was serving as a Marine at El Toro at the time.  I was a women’s libber then and had the word “obey” cut out of the ceremony.  All Rick needed to do was get to the church on time.  His superior officer thought it a joke to delay the request for leave until Rick made it clear he’d go AWOL if necessary.  Ah, the romance of a man on the run from the military, so he could marry the girl he loved, and then go back and serve time in the brig.  Thankfully, that didn’t happen. 

It rained, but cleared up just before the wedding, a beautiful candlelight...

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December 16, 2012 | 0 comments

Shortly after Rick returned from Vietnam, he and I, with his parents, went to a Christmas cinematic presentation of “Ben Hur” in San Francisco.  The theater was magnificent, red velvet seats, an enormous screen, all the gilt and glamor of what movie theaters used to be.  It was the first time Rick held my hand.  “Ben Hur” became indelibly fixed in my mind as something special.

Last night, Rick and I watched the movie and enjoyed it as much as we did forty-four years ago.  Judah Ben Hur’s story is interwoven with Jesus’ throughout the entire movie, but it isn’t until the end Judah Ben Hur encounters the Christ.  I still get choked up and teary when Jesus goes to the cross.  I still get goose bumps when the storm comes, ripping trees up by the roots, wind howling and Miriam knows Jesus has died – and within moments, Miriam and Tirzah are miraculously healed of leprosy.  I still cry at the end when the blood of Jesus runs down the cross,...

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December 7, 2012 | 0 comments

Some years ago, I went to a small, one-day retreat about simplifying Christmas, based on Unplugging the Christmas Machine by Jean Coppock Staeheli.  The teacher applied her own expertise as a family counselor in practical exercises throughout the day to take a good hard look at what we’ve allowed Christmas to become and what we long for it to be. 

We made lists of all the things we (women) do to make Christmas special for our families.  I apologize if this comes off sounding “sexist”, but for the most part women do the lion’s share of the labor to make Christmas happen.  We shop, wrap presents, write, address and mail Christmas cards, pick up the tree and decorate it – along with the rest of the house.  The “to do” Christmas list is an entire page single-spaced.  By the time Christmas rolls around, Mom is exhausted and feeling let down. 

It’s taken a few years to change how we celebrate Christmas, and there have been minor...

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December 3, 2012 | 0 comments

I’ve finished my part of the work, and Rick now has the complete manuscript.  He is working diligently with his highlighter pen and pencil at the nook table.   He’s passed me half the chapters, and I will be putting his changes into the computer this week.  As soon as all of his changes are grafted in, I will email the project to my agent who will format it for the editors at Tyndale.  Every chapter is a file and she knows how to put it all together so it can be read on a Kindle.  I haven’t a clue how to do that.

I know and am preparing for more work once my trustworthy agent, her associate and editors at Tyndale get their hands on it.  After months of focusing on the characters and story, I can be too close to see weaknesses.  I know what I want the story to be (in my head), but have I succeeded in putting that down in writing?  Fresh and expert eyes are good.  Some characters may disappear, others get built up.  We...

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November 20, 2012 | 0 comments

We have so much to celebrate and we have friends willing to share the day.  Like the early settlers and the Indians who helped them survive, we’re all bringing something to the table this year where we will spend time talking about the many blessings we have experienced over the last year and in our hopes for tomorrow.

Thanksgiving isn’t just a day.  It’s an attitude toward life. 

Wherever you are, whatever your circumstances, may you know the unfailing love of God who upholds us through the trials and tribulations of this life and who secured our life eternal through the atoning sacrifice and resurrection of His Son, Jesus Christ.

This and every day is a day that the Lord has made!  Let us rejoice and be glad in it!

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November 11, 2012 | 0 comments

It’s always at the beginning and end of a project that I wonder why I ever thought I could be a writer.  In the middle, I’m having fun.  I’m in my groove, zinging along, letting the characters tell their story.  And then I edit.  And then I start putting the changes into the computer, and what’s this?   I discover how a few characters have been acting up or acting out, as it were.  How did I miss this?  I thought I had them under control (ha!), but they’re misbehaving.  They can get on soapboxes.  They can rant and rave and repeat themselves.  Actually, I love it when characters take over -- until the end when I see how far they went.  That’s when my conversation begins.  Oh, will you be quiet!  Oh, no, you’re not going to say that! What’s going on in that head of yours? You sound like a dimwit.  Enough with the attitude! Oh, dear, what’s my sweet editor going to think about what’s going on here?  I’m...

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November 5, 2012 | 0 comments

Inputting corrections has to be the most tedious part of the writing process.  Shannon and I have survived our experiment so far, and the dictation system is working.  We’ve done one chapter together. It turns out she’s an editor as well as a good typist.  She stopped me several times and made good suggestions.  More changes.  I also got feedback from the peanut gallery.   Two home-schooled grandchildren are in the living room doing their work, but also listening to the story.  They don’t have editing changes, but comments about my characters.  My grandson has a way with words and puns; so we must avoid letting the comic routine start or we’ll all be laughing instead of working. 

My office still has stacks of chapters with clips and notes.  I have them in three piles; one pile of chapters that will need to be dictated or take me a week to do on my own, another pile I can do on my own, and the completed chapters (now...

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October 30, 2012 | 0 comments

The hardest part about writing is the first page.  It feels like stepping high up on a cliff and seeing nothing below but fog.  God says jump.  Your instincts say stay put, step back.  So you hover, doubting.  Are You there, Lord?  Sometimes it takes me a while to step off and let go of any preconceived ideas of what I outlined and let God be there in the mist I’m sailing through. 

            I finished the first draft.  I shouldn’t really call it a first draft because I’m editing every time I start a new day.  I read through the pages I did finish and rework them as a way of limbering up for the work ahead.  I go back before I can go forward.   It’s been months since I started.  I printed out the 640 page manuscript a few weeks ago and am ready to go off the next cliff, with God in the mist, whispering.  This is the part of writing I love.  The...

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October 23, 2012 | 0 comments

I try to avoid politics when blogging, but feel I need to say a few things about the coming election. 

I cannot in good conscience vote for any party that makes sin (unlimited abortion; gay marriage) primary points in their platform.  Nor can I vote for a man who is actively hostile toward biblical principles and Christianity. 

One of President Obama’s many attacks has been the repeated attempt to revoke conscience protection for health workers who refuse to participate in medical activities (abortion) that go against their beliefs.  I believe abortion is just the beginning of what is included in “Obamacare”.  

Everything is all about money these days.  Baby Boomers are flooding the Medicare system.  President Obama says he cares about people (giving 3% to charity?) and the elderly especially, but has already syphoned money to other programs.  I believe euthanasia is coming.  And I can hear the rationale from...

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October 20, 2012 | 0 comments

I didn’t have the opportunity to visit Jerusalem or Rome until after all three novels in the Mark of the Lion trilogy (A Voice in the Wind, An Echo in the Darkness and As Sure As the Dawn) had been released.  Rick had spent time in Jerusalem and Rome as a child.  His family had lived in Aman, Jordan where Dad ran an airline. Hence, they were able to visit cities all over Europe and the Middle East.  (Rick played golf in Tehran! “No grass on either fairways or greens.  All dirt and rocks.”) 

My first visit to Jerusalem came in 1995.   Rick and I went with our pastor and his wife on a scouting expedition.  We had an Arab guide.  When we went back with a group from our church in 1997, we had a Jewish guide.  Two views on everything, actually several more when you include the differences of opinion and claims of religious site locations from Catholic and Protestant sides. 

Everywhere we went...

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