“You’re disappointed in me,” Pere concluded. “Well, it won’t be the last time, I’m sure. Being a commander, or even an adult, doesn’t mean we know always what’s right. We have to trust the nudges to do what we believe is right. And I think as long as you try to do the right … Continue reading Remaining in the background when things aren’t right isn’t right at all (Sneak peek into the prequel)
This is my mantra, because I am a coward, always have been. Yet I recently found myself sitting in Logan Airport in Boston, MA and realized I’d gotten there all by myself which, just a few years ago, would have been impossible. I’m scared of traveling because too many things can go wrong. I hate … Continue reading I know it’s scary; do it anyway.
It took Zelda at my church inadvertently shaming my copper bottom pots to help me realize that often we live lower than we should. It started when we were cleaning up after a meal at our church. In the corner had sat a copper-bottom pot, unclaimed for months. Zelda picked it up and frowned. “Disgraceful! … Continue reading She shamed my copper bottom pots, and now I see how everything can be so much better
In my experience, those who become defensive and angry in a discussion are those who aren't sure their position is correct. They respond with anger when they're afraid of being found out, when they're afraid they might be wrong. That's always been a good reminder for me when I find my ire raising: something's not … Continue reading Defensiveness arises when we suspect we may be wrong
Ever have one of those years when everything changes on you? And does it seem that it happens every year? Yeah, me too. I've come to the conclusion that there's no such thing as "regular" life, that the "good old days" when life was predictable and easy never in fact existed, that when we long … Continue reading Admit it–you want unpredictability and challenges!
My past forests have been pathetic. In 2015 when we lived in Utah, I wanted a real forest even though we lived in a desert. I was in the middle of writing this series and it seemed wrong that I didn’t have a real Forest at the Edge of my yard. So we created one that summer … Continue reading The Forest at the Edge of My Yard (or, whatever you’re asked to sacrifice will eventually be no sacrifice at all)
I hate surprises, procrastination, and not knowing how things will work out. So I plan for every contingency and emergency, and STILL God finds the one (or likely millions) of scenarios I didn’t anticipate and throws that one at me leaving me to think, “Why didn’t I see that coming?!” And that sums up life, … Continue reading Is your life going exactly as you expected it would? Same here. Maybe that’s not a bad thing.
Over the years I’ve been told by critics that: I wrote my books “wrong” (whatever that means); That that my series wouldn’t be “successful” (by whose standards?) because it wasn’t like other people’s books series; That if I really wanted to be popular (why would I want that much attention?!) I needed to change x, … Continue reading Yes, I know I’m writing these books wrong, but I don’t care. (plus a sneak peek to Book 8)
Nothing is quite as melancholy as cleaning out an empty house. Again. Alone. Last night as I scrubbed another kitchen sink for the last time I thought of how many times I’ve cleaned out a house as I moved from it. Apartments: 3 Houses I’ve owned: 5 Houses I’ve rented: 6 Last night was the … Continue reading Sneak peek book 8: Anyone else clean a home to say “good-bye” or am I the only weird one who negotiates with houses?
I hardly know how to write this post because nothing like this has happened before. I’m on the floor (because I was floored, literally) to receive an email from Bethany Cousins, a reader who’s become a friend (a side benefit I never realized that comes with writing: new friends!). She, with her husband (i.e. NuminousBand), … Continue reading Bethany wrote a song, guys! To accompany Book 5—”Safety Assured Leaving East of Medicetti.” Come listen and wear a sweater (because it gave me chills)