What Now?

When readers read my novels, I want them to feel inspired to be more like Christ and fall more in love with Him. That's because, to me, novels are two things. First, an escape from the lives we are currently living, and secondly inspiration to live these difficult lives better than we currently are. They give hope that with Christ, if we continue to endure, to persevere, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. This life is difficult, yet. I know that well, but I also know that we have power in Christ to change maybe not what's going on in the exterior, but our attitude. If one person decides to be cheerful, even in the most darkest of circumstances, it can shine a light brighter than even we realize. Also, sometimes it's nice to be able to worry about something that doesn't matter. To kick our feet up and get lost in the pages of adventure.

Our Light in Paradise

On Tuesday, December 3rd, 2019, Deb, my midwife, put the handheld ultrasound into her white coat pocket and placed her hand on mine. “I don’t think this is a healthy pregnancy, sweetie.” There had been trouble finding both my two older children’s heartbeats their eight week appointments, so there was probably nothing to worry about. But, then again I though, between thirteen to sixteen weeks there shouldn’t be a problem. “I’ll see if our ultrasound technician can squeeze you in.” Deb slipped out of the white room and came back a few minutes later to escort me to the ultrasound room. It didn’t take long for her to locate my baby, and I smiled as I saw his or her little form. She pushed it down and used every possible angle and feature, but the answer was still no. My baby who had stopped growing at about eight weeks and a day.

Prince of Slaves: Chapter 8

Listross turned back to her, brow furrowed deep. “You really want to help?” Eppra nodded, meeting Listross’s eyes with boldness. “Then this is what I want from you.” Listross sheathed his weapon. “Go. Take your horse and ride back to those men. Tell them there’s nothing this way and convince them to ride back into the city. After the moon has risen and candles are blown out, take the weapons your village has and bring them here. Bolfreed will be trailing you, and if you stray, his arrow won’t.” Eppra slowly nodded. “It will be done.” “Let her go, Thyrin.” Thyrin gave Listross a concerned look, but let her go. Immediately, Eppra took her horse’s reins and skillfully mounted. Thyrin watched her and whispered to Listross. “Are you actually going to trust her?” Listross glanced at Thyrin, and held up his finger. Eppra looked back at the group. “Everything will be done as you asked, but I ask that you look favorably on me and my town.”

Prince of Slaves: Chapter 7

“I know it will be difficult to keep the children quiet, but we must.” Listross looked over his following, scanning the crowd. “Thankfully there are plenty of trees in the area to hide us, but we are only about three hours from the village. We will attack at night. By this time tomorrow, I hope to see everyone settling down in homes by fireplaces just as you all deserve.” Flouth, who stood at the back of the group, applauded softly and the rest followed. “Let’s try to avoid a fire tonight and eat our meal cold. We don’t want the smoke drawing unwanted attention.” “Yes, Prince,” Wanetha stood and started emptying various food items from the cart, commanding some of the other women to chop and slice. “Those of you needing to learn to read and write, please meet over there, and I’ll be with you in a moment.” Thyrin and the majority of the slaves that were new chattered excitedly amongst themselves. Listross smiled and waved as they passed by.

NaNoWriMo Day 18 Review

Because I'm practically falling asleep, this post might sound a bit odd, so I'll keep it short. I'm starting a new short story for Christmas. I wrote about 700 words while both the girls napped.

NaNoWriMo Day 10-17 Review

Amber, what happened? You were doing so good writing at least 200 words a day, and your NaNoWriMo posts. Then, after your latest Prince of Slaves chapter, there hasn't been anything!" You're right, dear reader. The 10th was a Sunday and it was tough because we were hanging out with my in-laws and some of their friends, so I had to write in front of them and be a bit less social, but I believe I wrote about 700 words. Then on Monday the 11th, I wrote another about 600 to finish the latest Prince of Slaves chapter.

Prince of Slaves: Chapter 6

Grink and Listross sat at a small table that they acquired from their latest endeavor. They had managed to free a group of Tavalaskians on an onion farm. Thyrin and the men from his vineyard joined in the fray against the Ferronians and fought well. Unfortunately, instead of celebrating the victory, Listross had to have Flouth consol those from the vineyard. Killing those who were evil was not evil, but bringing justice. To Listross’s surprise, Thyrin didn’t take the battle as difficult as the rest of his men and was taking inventory of the new supplies. “This last battle was easy because we surprised the Ferronians and highly outnumbered them.” Grink sipped a cup of tea. “But you see, the more farms we attack, the more farms we free, the more upset we make Yurn, King of the Ferronians. We should soon expect more soldiers to be out searching for us and for the plantations to be more heavily armored.”

NaNoWriMo Day 9 Review

Not to shabby today. Even with the wedding, I managed to write about 300 words. I started working on Chapter 6 for Prince of Slaves! It's turning into something a bit different than I had originally thought, but I still like it. Originally, I had planned to write shorter scenes for Prince of Slaves and... Continue Reading →

NaNoWriMo Day 8 Review

I'm starting this Day 8 review with talking about Day 7. Yesterday, I took a writing Sabath we'll say. It wasn't intentional, I was just super busy. Unfortunately, Day 8 hasn't been much better. I did write 200 words, though. And tomorrow I have a wedding to do to. Exciting, but not helpful when it... Continue Reading →

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