Monthly Archives: November 2006

Submission

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I am so… tied up with the fine degrees of my understanding of certain words and concepts I think I get myself into trouble.

Example:
I really like the way the authors of this book explain what submission is in marriage. They don’t say it’s not part of the job description (what I’m beginning to think people hear when I try to explain it), they say submission is not the woman’s role.

So often in the descriptions I hear, husbands (not just *men*) are to lead and wives are to submit (only to their own husband but that’s another post). These statements are biblical enough, but to line them up in parallel to each other, makes them sound like the two primary jobs.

My quibble just comes in the application of the words. Leading is action, something to do. Submission is a reaction. Not a doing.

There are those who will argue that is the whole point. I argue a not isn’t how you define a role. A role is something you do. Continue reading »

Word count

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I’m at 14,135 tonight.

At least they’re finally married. Of course, that does include the prologue. And the juicily satisfying ending for the step-mother. So maybe it didn’t take as long as I thought to get my beauty to “clean up” her beast (If you knew the lindorm story you’d have gotten that joke).

Next on the to-do list: prove he’s the crown prince (in place of everyone’s favorite princeling they watched grow-up) and our Beauty conceiving twins.

This is the thing I think of at every happily-ever-after: odds are the perfectly shaped heroine will be with-child within a year, and how will that change the sweet romantic picture we are fading out on?

Mere Christianity

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To think about.

An excerpt from that book by C.S. Lewis.

…The real problem of the Christian life comes where people do not usually look for it. It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day. Standing back from all your natural fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind.

We can only do it for a few moments at first. But from those moments the new sort of life will be spreading through our system: because now we are letting Him work at the right part of us. It is the difference between paint, which is merely laid on the surface, and a dye or stain which soaks right through.

He [Jesus] never talked in vague, idealistic gas. When he said, “Be perfect,” He meant it. He meant that we must go in for the full treatment. It is hard; but the sort of compromise we are all hankering after is harder– in fact, it is impossible. It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn how to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.

The Current Incarnation

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Last updated 2-5-07

Anja’s step-sister Irene attempts to destroy her by offering Anja to the Queen as a “bride” for a lindorm (type of dragon) demanding a wife.

With magical advice Anja not only survives but reveals the monster as the elder twin prince, “lost” at birth. He is reinstated, and must eventually go to war with his father and brother, but not before his wife is pregnant.

She gives birth to twins, but must still deal with the threat of her power-hungry step-sister. Irene pulls several switches on incoming letters that culminate in another attempt on Anja’s life, supposedly on the orders of her husband. With help, she flees, taking her boys.

A woodsman helps hide them, but Anja soon learns he has troubles of his own. She is ready to “fall” for him (after ending his curse) when a mysterious woman shows up on the doorstep. She instantly intrigues Ivan, leaving Anja more confused than ever.

Kennett (the former lindorm) finds his way to the cottage and reconnects with Anja, returning with her to the palace.

Irene runs for the border.

Great phone service

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I just have to say how much I like it when folks will actually take good time to answer questions well on the phone, and treat you like a worthy/potential customer even before you are in the store.

(I had a bunch of entry-level questions about skis for skijoring. Appreciated the fellow being patient and thorough. Did the math and figured I haven’t done this for 10-years or so. Definitely need a refresher.)

First Progress Report

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Still wanting a dog (less-than 6-months to go…) Was ready to quit about eight times yesterday. Only the first day, too.

Good thing my husband want me to do this too, otherwise it would be far too easy just to stop.

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I started out writing the scene I posted as my excerpt, and that was fun, but then I went back to the prologue to start at the beginning and found that dead dull.

I’m at a more interesting spot now and it’s been easier to write, though I’ve had relitively little two-handed typing time (even now: I’m nursing so this is all one-handed.) I like to think I’ve got a pretty decent 1-handed wpm ;-) even if there are more typos…