cue the musical interlude

One of the many hats I wear is the director hat. I have been involved with and worked in theater for most of my life in some fashion or another. So my disappearing act on the blog has been because I haven’t had enough mental energy to say much of anything! We had our last show last night and my kids performed before a crowd of over 600 (at least that’s the number I heard – but that is completely unverified!)

I. Am. Exhausted.

I started this year with a very hard and very unexpected life transition.

And it appears that we are ending the year with another huge transition. Though this one isn’t quite so unexpected, any kind of transition can be scary.

Maybe it’s because my growing up years were filled with so much upheaval (12 different schools in 5 different states by the time I reached 8th grade!) that change can be difficult for me to face.

So I am back to blogging. Hopefully to writing. And a sense of…could that be “expectation” I’m feeling? Why yes, it just might be.

Following the Lord is always an adventure – and today, I am especially thankfull that He knows exactly where this train is going, even if I don’t.

The Hunger Games Trailer!

I am finally feeling well again and then got totally distracted by The Hunger Games Trailer that debuted Monday morning.

Why would I get distracted by a trailer all day, you ask? My daughter and I got to be a part of District 12 as extras!!!! So we basically watched and re-watched and freeze framed the trailer all. day. long.

I won’t talk about any of it until after the whole movie comes out and then I probably won’t shut up for a few weeks! Fair warning:-) It was such an unforgettable experience and I can’t wait to share it with you!

It was awesome. Such a great trailer. And I can’t wait for the movie. And in case you missed the “big, big day”!! Here it is:

 

 

when you want to give up before you’ve even begun

These are words, right? Too bad I can’t count them up for my NaNoWriMo word count because frankly – I am getting off to a pitifully slow start.

I am lacking gumption.

At least that’s what I’m calling it. I have been surviving on cold and cough medications since last Friday and I can’t seem to get out of my own way. Ever had days like that? I rally for a little while then my brain calls it quits and I revert to wandering again. Feeling awful is kind of awful so I know I shouldn’t be too hard on myself but really? I’m only two days into this thing!

Which brings me to the “when you want to give up before you’ve even begun” part of the post.

Since I went into this thing already knowing I probably wouldn’t finish, my brain is telling me to pack it in now, throw back some NyQuil and get some rest. But I also know that I sometimes struggle with being a plodder (as opposed to plotter). I’m either in something 100% or I am out of it 100%. But sometimes, like this time, there isn’t really anything wrong with continuing to walk the course. No, I won’t be sprinting. I won’t be logging big word count numbers. But if I choose to make progress each and every day (even if it’s pitifully small progress) then I will eventually get this book finished. Maybe not on November 30th. But it will get finished.

“Giving up” implies being out 100% and giving in to that taunting voice that tells me “why bother anyway?” (know what I mean?)

But writing is a part of who I am. If that is what I am, then that is what I should do. Write. Every day. Even when it’s painful. Pushing through even when I’m feeling awful. It’s kind of the same way with life, really.

All I can do is focus on what is before me. Plodding through. Trusting God. Moving towards Him each and every day. Even when it’s hard.

After all, I’m pretty sure God is more interested in my attitude than my word count.

~Sarah~

 

 

How NaNoWriMo is like a Pitocin Drip

Tomorrow – the madness will begin. If you’ve never heard of NaNoWriMo, it stands for National Novel Writing Month. I heard a statistic years ago (and I don’t feel well so I’m not going to go hunt it down or anything), that 85% of all people “want to write a novel”. (I think this statistic is true because invariably if I mention that I’m an author, someone will say “Oh really!? I’ve been writing a book!! Could you introduce me to your agent..publisher..etc.” – yeah, that’s a post for another day.)

Anyhow – while NaNoWriMo is designed for everyone to finally write that book they’ve been dreaming of, many of my author friends use NaNoWriMo just like I do – for a virtual kick in the pants. A self-imposed deadline. A mass hysteria kind of frenzy writing that can turn those Blank Pages into Pages With Words On Them. They might be good words. They might be dreck. But at least they are words on the page. And as any writer knows, that’s half the battle!

So I’m throwing my pen (computer?) into the ring and will attempt to write a minimum of 1,667 words every single day during the month of November.

This would be a less-daunting feat if I weren’t directing a youth musical right now…that happens to open during November. This will be a problem because my brain is non-functional for several days as we rehearse. Which means I will need to up my word count on the days where we are not rehearsing. And this reveals why I technically “fail” at this challenge every. single. year.

I have never “won” NaNoWriMo for this very reason. Tech week hits (you theater geeks will know exactly how tramautic those two words are) and no more words go on the page. It’s been like this every year I have particpated.

So why do I keep doing it?? Glutton for punishment? (maybe.) Love a challenge? (maybe.) Love being a part of something extreme and crazy that pushes me out of my writerly isolation? (yeah. that.)

So I know I won’t “win” and I’m perfectly okay with that. Because at the end of the craziness, I will have words on the page and it will be more fun putting those words there when I know so many others are out there putting words on the page too. I might not hit the finish line, but the book will be well underway and far enough along that it will be impossible to not finish it up.

NaNo is like my pitocin drip to get this next baby (book) birthed. The pitocin gets things kick started but at some point the baby must come out.

Bring. It. On.

~Sarah~

hating halloween

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When I was young, one of the things my father and I regularly did together was watch horror movies. The scarier the better. He loved horror movies and while I didn’t share the same passion, I liked spending time with my dad. But if you got a chance to read my story over at Intervarsity, you’ll know that horror movies were simply a part of the culture I was raised in.

So it shouldn’t come as any big surprise that my dad made a really big deal out of Halloween. We would have enormous Halloween parties, but even if it was just trick-or-treaters my dad would go all out and set up a graveyard with smoke and bones or something scary. One year he dressed up as a dead priest.

I realize that Halloween is one of those subjects that Christians have a wide variety of views on. Maybe I’m more sensitive because of my background but the truth is, I pretty much hate Halloween.

Yes, Halloween has pagan roots and occultic practices embedded within it, but since many other holidays also have these things, I find many Christians dismissing those origins completely. Oh, we’re just having fun! We don’t believe those things so what does it matter?

But while I believe that the origins of Halloween are nothing to be dismissed, there are two bigger reasons I loathe this “holiday”.

1. Halloween is a Culture Of Fear

Halloween has increasingly become about creating fear. Theme parks all over the nation create entire events every weekend during October dedicated to scaring the pants off of you. You can visit Haunted Corn Fields. Haunted Houses. Pretty much any kind of scare you want, you can find.

But…

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. (2 Tim. 1:7)

For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear,but you received the Spirit of sonship.                                                                                     And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” (Rom. 8:15)

We are to “fear the Lord”, but the Bible repeatedly talks about fear as a “spirit” Now, that too, is a pretty controversial topic among Christians but whatever. The Bible talks freely about demons and spirits and angels so I always wonder exactly what Christians who avoid such topics do with all of those verses. Oh yeah, the “not for today” argument. Well having come out of the occult and being freed from it, I can tell you that fear is not a toy to be played with. There are plenty of real fears we have to deal with in this life without purposely opening ourselves up to more fear. Fear that can get a hook into you if you allow it to.

Let’s put it this way. I don’t watch horror movies or even scary shows anymore. It’s not all pretend.

2. Halloween is a Celebration of Evil

Which brings me to my next point. Every day I drive out of my neighborhood during October I have to see this giant demon that a neighbor has hanging from a flagpole. That thing makes me to want to commit crimes. (Because I’m pretty sure if I ripped that thing down and burned it I’d get in some sort of real trouble.) And it’s not just that neighbor who has orange lights strung around his house, but others have graveyards and spiders, etc.

Evil spirits actually exist. An entire supernatural world exists. And Halloween. Well, many of the ways people celebrate create a sort of playground for the enemy. I will not participate. Now I realize that many, many people choose to stick with a “fun and innocent” version of Halloween events, but we also can’t turn a blind eye to the larger celebration that is occurring.

The proliferation of “ghost hunting” tv shows, halloween and witch movies all being advertised makes even tv watching in October a bit frightening. The “fun” part of being scared is nothing more than good old adrenaline. And there are a lot safer ways to have fun than poking a supernatural hornets nest.

Now I already know a lot of people will think that I’m just a spoil sport. But I truly adore Jesus. I adore His Word. And because of that, these things bother me immensely.

That’s my two cents anyway…

~Sarah~

my story at Intervarsity

Last Friday, the interview I did with Intervarsity this summer went live. Pop on over to their website if you’d like to take a look:-)

Frankly, it’s always nerve-wracking when these things come out – maybe because I feel so vulnerable when the story is shared to a new audience. It’s silly, I know. Because truly, the story is really about how God rescued me – and that’s always worth telling!

 

the brave new world of publishing

At heart, I am a storyteller. While I enjoy telling stories in a variety of ways (writing books, writing screenplays, writing and directing plays), it always comes down to sharing stories. And since I’m an author, I’ve been reading about and following what is happening in publishing today. And wow – it’s wild out there right now!

But it doesn’t just affect writers – it affects readers too. And I wonder if the readers know…

My brand new book has been written for quite some time, but it won’t come out until early 2013 – which basically feels like forever to me. (And to some of you who have been waiting forever for me to come out with a new book – you. are. awesome.) The wheels of publishing have always turned quite slowly. Everything takes forever.

But with e-books, a writer can – conceivably – write the book and get it out within weeks rather than years. This is exactly what many authors are doing. They can skip the publishers and go straight to the readers, using the Internets to find those that want that book. It’s SO tempting. I’m still a fan of traditional publishing. They have served as gatekeepers for a long time – readers knew that if they bought a book, that it was alreday vetted by publishing professionals – people who are supposed to “know” if it’s good or worthwhile.

When my mom asked me last year what I wanted for Christmas, I asked for a Kindle. I like my Kindle. It’s a cool concept. And I’ve downloaded an awful lot of free books. But.

I have yet to read a whole book on my Kindle. I do not know why this is.

I went out and bought “Falling Together” a few days ago – the hardback. There’s just something about holding a thick hardcover book in my hand. The feel. The smell. There’s nothing quite like it.

And yet I can’t help but wonder if it would be worth it to explore the world of e-publishing. I have quite a few stories that I would love to share with my readers, yet know it would take SO long to ever get them out. But are that many people reading e-books? And for me – the much bigger question – do teens and twenty-somethings read books this way? Does anyone know?

And how do those readers find the books they want to read? The e-book world is kind of like a giant thrift store. Thousands of items packed into every corner of the web. How do you sort and sift? How do you find what you’re looking for? How do you find the books that are worth reading? (Because – the big problem with everyone being able to publish a book with a click of the button is that everyone can publish their stuff – even if it’s awful.) That means that readers are sifting through that giant thrift store looking for a specific kind of item.

I don’t really have any answers – just lots of questions right now.So chime in if you have thoughts:-) I’d love to hear them!

~Sarah~

 

 

like father, like daughter

Growing up, my Dad used to take me to an auction that was held each week. It wasn’t a pretty place. Long broken down buildings filled with row after row of rickety crooked tables covered with …junk. Throngs of people who likely hadn’t seen a shower or bath in quite some time. Household junk to antiques to unidentifiable items, we loved picking through the place looking for some treasure to bid on. We rarely bought much from the tables, it was more fun to browse, but where we both got into a bit of trouble was at the animal cages.

At the auction there was always a wide assortment of animals. Over the years, we brought home 3 geese (Frick, Frack & Phooey – who happened to be far better guards of the property than our dogs), a peacock and peahen pair (Napoleon & Josephine), a goat (can we say “buyer’s remorse”?), guinea pigs (I think we had over 50 of them), a rooster (to accompany our “chicken rescue activities” – that’s a whole post by itself!) and assorted other animals. Dad never had a problem bidding on these things because he liked having animals around just as much as me. Add those to our horses, chickens, dog and cats, and well, I was always surrounded by animals. Even when we didn’t live on the farmette, we always had animals.

So it’s my father’s fault!

We have quiet a few animals around here too. A dog, two cats, a lovebird (who is going on 16 years old!) a turtle (anyone want a turtle????), and a bunny (my youngest wanted one for her birthday and it was the only thing she asked for – how could I say no???)

Yesterday, we spent the day at the State Fair. (Can you tell where this is going yet?) There are rides and cotton candy and displays and lots and lots of animals. Some of them for sale.

So when Baby Girl held this sweet thing, and he was only $10, well, how could I say no???? We already had a cage and bedding and food. What’s one more bunny?? And seriously, look at those faces!

She didn’t even have to work hard to try and convince me.

I kind of love that my kids love animals. That they can cuddle and play and care for these beautiful creatures and remember that our Father in heaven is the One that created each and every one of them. (What? The spiritual application is totally true! But yeah, they were just too cute to say no to…)

btw – she’s still sorting through what she wants to name him – right now it’s Pepsi…

writers are at first, readers

I grew up loving to read. I think most writers have had a great friendship with books through the course of their lives. I remember so many from my childhood. The “Shoe” books, my beloved Anne of Green Gables, “Someday Angeline” by Louis Sachar, Harriet and her spy notebook (and those are just the ones that pop into my head while I’m still nursing my second cup of coffee this morning). What are your childhood favorites?

I am still a fan of books, and I love getting lost in them. I have a hard time reading while I am hard at work on a writing project (it messes with my writing voice) so I prefer to soak in the luxury of books in between projects. One of my favorite authors is Marisa de los Santos. I read her first book “love walked in” and I was hooked from the first paragraph. It was literary enough to be beautiful, yet still had a wonderful story and characters that stuck with me long after I closed the page. Like most fans, I’d bring up this book anytime someone wanted a book recommendation. And when I found out she’d be signing books within driving distance, we packed up the kids and went to the beach several years ago so that I could meet her.

I probably rambled because getting to meet her was like meeting a movie star to me:-) Yes, I am that lame. I asked questions that only another writer would want to know. She was gracious anyway.

Her third book came out on Tuesday and I am planning to go buy it today. (And I find it odd that despite owning a Kindle, I must have an actual book. Hardback. The curl-up-on-the-couch kind.)

So that’s what I’ll be reading. What about you? What great books have you read lately?

steve jobs & eternity

I think it’s fitting that I found out about the passing of Steve Jobs on my iPhone last night. But I am surprised at the emotions I feel – this is a man I’ve never met. The coverage on his death is astounding, and is a tribute to how widely Steve’s work affected us all – and changed the world we live in. He was a true innovator.

My own father died of pancreatic cancer. It’s a nasty disease. Steve Jobs talked openly of the death he knew would come for him sooner than anyone would want. He was just 56 years old, and yet look at what he accomplished! Just look at the legacy he left behind! It’s amazing.

But also sobering. Because this world we live in? It’s only a temporary home. We are built for eternity. And this morning, as I ponder the fact that our world has lost someone of great genius and innovation, I can’t help but wonder – where is he now?

I don’t know what Steve Job’s spiritual condition was. I do know that those who get the chance to face their own mortality as Steve did can begin to seek – maybe for the first time in their lives. It can make them ponder questions of eternity. So maybe he and God had a very important talk before the end. I hope so. Because even though Steve may not have realized it, acknowledged it or understood it – his gifts were from our Father in heaven. It should be a challenge to all Christians – are we using the gifts and talents that God has given us with the same enthusiasm and gusto that Steve Jobs did? How much more might he have accomplished if God was in the lead? It just goes to show that if Steve’s life reflects what a man can accomplish, what is possible for us, as Christians, when we submit ourselves to God and follow His lead? How might we affect culture?

Change the world?

While I think the world is partially mourning the idea that perhaps the world will never see another innovator like Steve, I have no doubt that there are many men and women out there who can accomplish great things. But will they have the courage? Will they seek God? Are they willing to step out and be brave in following God?

What does God have for you?

my two cents today,
~sarah~

My prayers are with his family and friends, who are mourning in a way the world can cannot conceive…

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