I’m writing the synopsis this morning of my YA novel and I’m thinking the whole time, “This novel sucks! Is this what I’m supposed to be doing with my life?”
I’m thinking of all the time I have spent working on this novel and the worst-case scenario flashes before my mind: just another word document on my computer. Just like all of my other novels and non-fiction work.
I’m frustrated, no doubt. I think my stuff is good but if I can’t convince anyone else of that then it’s worthless and just a bunch of wasted time.
I never call myself a writer. I just don’t. Sure, I have a blog but so do lots of other people. I would like to definitively say, “Yes, I’m a writer.” But I just don’t. I guess I don’t feel like one until I have something published. Otherwise, I feel like a tinker. When I say this, I mean one who works with something in an unskilled manner, an experimenter, a fiddler.
I fiddle. I tinker. I experiment. Not create, enthrall, or inspire.
Sigh. I feel this as God’s calling, but I also feel frustrated when I languish. Give me something here, Lord. Anything!
Words of encouragement only get me so far. I’m results oriented.
And right now it seems like results are light-years away.
“Slowly they (the sons) realized that they’d seen in the hedge what lay deep in their hearts and heavy on their minds.”
The Animal Hedge by Paul Fleischman tells the story of a farmer who loses his farm and begins to carve his passions (farm animals) into his hedges. One day, he tells his sons they must look in the hedges to find the answer to what their calling was.
In the end, the sons realize they saw in the hedges what was in their minds and hearts: what their calling was in life, their passion, what was most on their minds.
Great story of finding your passion. It seems to say we all know what our passion is; it’s just a matter of stepping back and letting the shape form in our minds until we recognize and acknowledge it.
Words I needed to hear courtesy of Mary Pope Osborne and her Magic Tree House Series. Here, Osborne quotes Alexander Graham Bell in Night of the New Magicians.
The entire quote of Mr. Bell’s: “When one door closes, another door opens. But we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.”
LOVE THIS! Especially now as I look to close the door on my life and move to another state.
I cannot praise this series enough. I have learned so much myself let alone my kids. Every book has a great life lesson to apply to life or a great quote from a historical figure (like the one above) that we all need to be reminded of.
In the Night of the New Magicians, Jack and Annie discover 4 secrets from 4 “Magicians”: Alexander Graham Bell, Gustave Eiffel, Thomas Alva Edison, and Louis Pasteur.
Edison’s Secret: “Genius is one percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration.”
Pasteur’s Secret: “Chance favors the prepared mind.”
Eiffel’s Secret: “From my father I inherited a taste for adventure, from my mother a love of work and responsibility.”
All great quotes from geniuses in their own right. Way to go, Ms. Osborne! Thanks for teaching my kids and reminding me of great, timeless advice.
I’m wondering this myself. I always thought born again meant those who accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior because they had done something terrible and for some reason I had a visual image of the fringes of society. Shame on me!
I’m born-again. I’m a born-again Christian. All Christians and those who accept Jesus as their Savior and have been baptized are born again.
Jesus declared, “I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again.” John 3:3
“…unless he is born of water and the Spirit.” John 3:5
Society paints born again Christians as somehow fallen and a bit freaky. It’s been given a derogatory connotation. If someone says, “I’m a born-again Christian,” it’s an immediate reaction and for me it is usually negative. Like somehow you weren’t worthy enough to just be a plain Christian.
We are all born again if we accept Jesus and have been baptized. As Jesus explains in John 3, you were born once of woman and second of the Spirit. We are not automatically born saved. That comes later as an act of free will.
In essence, to be born again is to be born of the Spirit and of water.
I’m wondering if you take this passage literally, born again means you have been baptized AND received the gift of the Holy Spirit. My understanding of being saved is you only have to accept Jesus as your Savior. John 3:16 “…whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” This act gives you the Holy Spirit inside.
I feel ashamed I bought into society’s view of born-again Christians however it came about. We should just be Christians, understood to be born again. Unless the term is meant to differentiate those who have been baptized from those who haven’t? Even so, I think the term has been grossly misunderstood and misused.
I’m counting on you all to put in your two-cents and offer up some clarification.
I’m reading in Luke the account of Jesus’s trial and death. No one wanted to be responsible for killing Jesus it seems–none of the leaders anyways. But due to the crowd screaming for Jesus’s death, Pilate gave in.
Jesus therefore died due to the power of crowd mentality. These same people who were praising Jesus when he entered Jerusalem almost in the same breath were now calling for his death. Why?
Because people went along with the crowd. And people behave differently when in a crowd. We have probably all experienced some form of this in our own lives.
Otherwise known as Mob Mentality, Crowd Hysteria, or Herd Behavior, man’s imbedded desire to be liked arises and makes him do things he otherwise would not.
I’m wondering if Pilate himself was afraid of this mob. We’re not for sure how large the crowd was around Jesus but I’m imagining it must have been considerable in order for Pilate (arguably one of the most powerful men in the Roman Empire at that time) to give in. Crowds can in one instant change the focus of their anger.
I find this fascinating. Jesus who had come to save man was ultimately done in by man’s character flaws (of which God had created). He died by the hands of the people He had come to save.
I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the whole concept of God having planned everything, including the Fall and Jesus. It seems like man is the cause of a lot of heartache in this world. Yet God created us, who we are deep inside, which leads to this heartache.
Why would God create such a flawed creation (when He is perfect) and put up with us? Why not either: 1) not create us at all or 2) create us differently to avoid all this?
Maybe God has hope one day we will overcome our innate iniquities and tendencies.
The reasoning is beyond me. Another twist on yesterday’s question about the Fall.
Note to self: ASK GOD when get to heaven.
I was thinking of this the other day in church. If God is omniscient (all-knowing), then He must have known Adam and Eve would be beguiled by the Devil. Yet, He asks in Genesis, “Hey Adam, where are you? Who told you you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree that I commanded you not to eat from?” (Genesis 3: 9,11)
This must be a rhetorical question. God knew what had happened. God know what would happen.
So why create all this in the first place? Why would God create man, know we would fail Him, God suffer heartache because of it, God have to send His son to redeem us (more heartache for God), all so we piddly humans could be with Him?
Why bother? Why would God even bother to do all of this? It seems like a lot of work on His part and I’m not sure His reward. Us? From my perspective, we don’t seem worth it.
Logically, it’s because of God’s immense love for us. But I can’t comprehend this. I can’t comprehend God’s love because I believe God loves differently than we love. We are motivated by fear, insecurity, and every other human emotion and circumstance. God isn’t. God’s love is pure.
This is definitely going on my “ASK GOD” list when I get to Heaven. I’ve noticed a lot of these lately are “Why” questions.
I was working on my query letter this morning, tinkering with the wording because I have it almost where I want it when I was struck by a thought: this query letter is better than my book! I’d better make my book just as good!
So, I began tinkering on my novel again….my finished novel–at least what I had previously thought was finished.
I have had this problem with all of my work. It’s never finished. I’m constantly tinkering and it drives me up the wall!
I’m wondering if anyone else has this problem. Just now, I was tinkering some more (well, since I had already started, why stop now?).
I can’t stop myself. I tell myself I’m done. Then I’m at it again.
So, I’m wondering: Is a novel ever finished? And when? When it’s in print and you can’t make any more changes? This I see as my scenario.
Any comments would be most welcome (especially ones saying I’m not crazy!).