Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Poem - Friendship

Friendship - two people choosing each other for some mysterious reason through alchemy and circumstances.

On the surface, the reason to our choice seems obvious; they share our interests and they make us laugh.

Is there more to it than that? Do we ever stop and wonder why this person, not the others? 

Poem - Real Friends will Never Quit

Hey pal 
You are a friend of mine 

I do not want any from ya 
Just friendship at all 

We have no discrimination 
We have no limit for races and religion 

Just we make a friend for no reason 
No reason at all 

Even we could not see each other for long times
Do not forget to remember me 

There is a saying 
Real friends will never quit 

So let me get some place inside your heart 
And also same with you

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Update - Leap of Faith(novel)

I have been working hard on my old story. I believe this is the story God is guiding me to write. I love that I can get this story told and out their for young adults to know that God is there for them. They just need to seek him and ask him into their lives as there Lord and Savior. I decided to write this yesterday and get this story down on paper. Well in word *giggles*.

This story I tried to write with a gay/lesbian character, but that wasn't in God eyes good. I have now changed this story a little. It now has christian believers to guide them to believe and have God in their heart. The Main character is 14yrs old and a Jehovah Witness. She has a catholic friend she spends the weekend with and they build their friendship on learning about God and what his plans are for the both of them having God and Christ as their true savior and belief.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

George Orwell: 6 Questions & 6 Rules

George Orwell has earned the right to be called one of the finer writers in the English language through such novels as 1984, Animal Farm, and Down and Out in Paris and London, and such essays as “Shooting an Elephant.”
Orwell expressed a strong dislike of totalitarian governments in his work, but he was also passionate defender of good writing. Thus, you may want to hear some of Orwell’s writing tips.*

A scrupulous writer, in every sentence that he writes, will ask himself at least four questions, thus:

What am I trying to say?
What words will express it?
What image or idiom will make it clearer?
Is this image fresh enough to have an effect?
And he will probably ask himself two more:

Could I put it more shortly?
Have I said anything that is avoidably ugly?
One can often be in doubt about the effect of a word or a phrase, and one needs rules that one can rely on when instinct fails. I think the following rules will cover most cases:

Never use a metaphor, simile, or other figure of speech which you are used to seeing in print.
Never use a long word where a short one will do.
If it is possible to cut a word out, always cut it out.
Never use the passive where you can use the active.
Never use a foreign phrase, a scientific word, or a jargon word if you can think of an everyday English equivalent.
Break any of these rules sooner than say anything outright barbarous.

Friday, May 13, 2011

New Story Idea

I was in church on last Sunday as I prayed for guidance with my gift for words. I wanted to make my second novel a great one. I haven’t had anything published right now, but I know God is in me and with me with the journey I’m having with my vocation for God. He gave me the talent to write. Now I am working on Courage to Weather the Storm. I have got 8,000+ words with it. I pray before I even write. I know God is with me when I’m writing.

I felt God spoke to me on Sunday and I was given a title for a story. The story was to be titled Leap of Faith. I have mapped the story out and below will be the storyline or plot as some call it. I’m different. Guess that is because I’m British, but living in America.

It had been six years since her father died. Just after the funeral, Trinity’s mother changed churches and they got baptised and were now going to a baptist church. Trinity could barely remember their catholic church they went to when her father was alive. PLus they’d moved house and were now living in a nice house a two bedroomed. Trinity had to share her bedroom with her little sister which was a nightmare at times. Trinity’s sister Lizzy would leave the room in a complete mess, for Trinity to tidy up or they’d have her mother giving her hassle about the room.

Just as Trinity was turning thirteen, it was time she tried to find her self. She was struggling with so many issues in her life. He mom was dating again, which meant that she she to make sure her little brother and sister were good and she was always babysitting them. She feklt there was something misssing in her life. She felt a hole was missing in her heart. Like her church wasn’t the right now. She told her mother she wanted to stop going to church and her mother agreed.
Then out of the blue her mother told them she was going to marry a guy, but there was something Trinity didn’t like about him. He wasn’t a christian. She talked with her best friend who she’d known for the last six years. Trinity talked for hours with Robin. Robin taught her alittle about the catholic faith. Soon Trinity realized that her father was catholic and now with Robin being catholic she wanted to go to a catholic church.

Soon After she went to three masses with Robin’s family and she talked to the paster of the cathlic church and she wanted to join. As she was still classed as a minor and needed her mother’s permisson to join and become a catholic. This interested Trinity’s mother and she took all her family to All Saints Catholic Church. Soon within five weeks Trinity and her family were going to All Saints Catholic Church. Her mother signs up for RCIA, and Trinity and her younger siblings go to All Saints Catholic school, which is part of the All Saints Catholic Church.

At Holy Saturday, Trinity and her family are baptised into the catholic faith. Plus Trinity and her mom have their first communion.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem - Tender Love

You're my forever after,
 You hold the key into my heart.
I loved you since we first spoke -
which is from the very start..

All this seems so effortless,
To love you like I do..
I can't wait until that time -
When it's just me and you..

I love you..

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Update - Courage to Weather the Storm

For the last two days I've written a bout 4,500 words. I am liking the way my story is flowing and I believe that God is guiding me with his Holy Ghost/Spirit that is within me and guiding the words as I form this story. On Sunday I wrote 3,000 words. Yesterday I got 1,500 words written. I know this is the right story God wants me to write. It is flowing like pouring water over a plant.

My Goal for today is to write about 1,000 words at least or even more.