Who Knew?

When I created my forum, I didn't think it would turn out the way it has. I figured I would make a few Christian friends who share the same passion for writing as I do. Who knew it would turn out to be much more than I ever bargained for? Christians from all walks of life are joining and sending me personal messages thanking me for creating it. There are pastors, pastor's wives, born again ex-cons, people who are hurting in terrible ways, young people trying to get their start, and just people on fire for the Lord. What a blessing it is to read all of their work and see the light of Jesus shine through. As it grows, I get busier, almost too busy, but I love it. I like to respond to each and every one of them to make them feel comfortable. It just goes to show, you never know what God has up His sleeve. It can be pretty amazing! I thank Him for blessing me in such a unique way.

Ordinary Writer's Forums are for the Birds

Have you ever visited the writers' forums that are out there? Well, I have. Just let me tell you, many of them leave a lot to be desired. If you post your work, one of two things will happen. Either you've posted in the wrong place, because the directions for the categories are unclear and are named all kinds of crazy things that are unrelated to the subject, and then you'll have moderators on your tail faster than you can sneeze. Or, you'll get all kinds of snide, rude, uncouth, inappropriate remarks about your work from writers who think they are God's gift to mankind. I was getting pretty desperate in my search for a good forum, as it helps when a writer has others who will criticize their work constructively. So, I left behind all my registrations to writer's forums and created my own. That ought to teach 'em. It's up and running and called Christian Creative Writers at www.christiancreativewriters.com . My intentions are to create a God fearing community of creative writers who will help each other grow in their talents rather than tear them down.  

Spread-Eagle

I keep letting life get me sidetracked from writing, but then every time I turn around someone says, "You should write about that," and I can't help but think that the Good Lord is gently trying to lead me back to doing this. Now people are even giving me book ideas, and they're not bad ideas either. The latest distraction was my littlest boy's birthday (he turned ten) among other things, and it was worth getting distracted over. As one of his gifts, my sister took him to a major water park here in Southern California, where she took video of him. In one of her videos, you can see him launch himself down what appeared to be a seven story slide where his legs promptly shot out into the splits, (a position not easily corrected once started). Water began billowing up between his legs and flowing up and over his face, (he looked like he was drowning!). All that was left to be seen of him were his little, spread-eagle feet kicking and flapping in the air. This torture seemed to go on forever before it was over. Upon reaching the bottom, my adrenaline filled son happily exclaimed to his two older brothers, "Let's do it again!"