This came around on facebook and I thought it was time for some humor after the drama of my husband’s heart attack. As always with humor, there is a kernel of truth. This talks about balance.
We should have balance in our lives. We need joyful music to balance against the tears; laughter to diminish the sadness; hope to dissuade fear; God is our joy, our hope and salvation. He is our gladness when we see only darkness and despair.
Enjoy a chuckle!
God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the Archangel, found him, resting on the seventh day.
He inquired, “Where have you been?”
God smiled deeply and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds, “Look, Michael. Look what I’ve made.”
Archangel Michael looked puzzled, and said, “What is it?”
“It’s a planet,” replied God, and I’ve put life on it. I’m going to call it Earth and it’s going to be a place to test Balance.”
“Balance?” inquired Michael , “I’m still confused.”
God explained, pointing to different parts of Earth. “For example, northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, while southern Europe is going to be poor. Balance in all things.”
God continued pointing to different countries. “This one will be extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice.”
The Archangel , impressed by God’s work, then pointed to a land area and said, “What’s that one?”
“That’s Virginia , the most glorious place on earth. There are beautiful mountains, rivers and streams, lakes, forests, hills, and plains. The people from Virginia are going to be handsome, modest, intelligent, and humorous, and they are going to travel the world. They will be extremely sociable, hardworking, high achieving, carriers of peace, and producers of good things”
Michael gasped in wonder and admiration, but then asked, “But what about balance, God? You said there would be balance.”
God smiled, “Right next to Virginia is Washington , D.C. Wait till you see the idiots I put there.”
I find myself bogging down the story by too much telling of who said, begged, cried, chuckled, and so on. I guess I don’t trust the reader to get it right.
Originally posted on M J Wright:
Have you ever tried writing dialogue without all the ‘he said’, ‘she said’ nonsense? It’s an effective technique, though it’s easy to say ‘do this’. Harder to master.
Hemingway set the gold standard – half-page strings of dialogue, often without any directions at all as to the speaker– and it was usually clear as to who said what.
The reason he took that angle is that the onus is on writers to show, not tell – and how better to show than by revealing the esssential meaning through the dialogue, rather than making the reader wade through instructions about it? Hemingway was the absolute master of the technique.
How did he do it? Any dialogue that’s well written should, ideally, speak for itself. The character of the character, shall we say, should come through in the choice of words…
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I tried to find out what hymns he wrote, but had no luck.
Originally posted on A DEVOTED LIFE:
“It is not opinions that man needs: it is TRUTH. It is not theology; it is God. It is not religion: it is Christ. It is not literature and science; but the knowledge of the free love of God in the gift of His only-begotten Son.”
~ Horatius Bonar
In honor of Horatius Bonar, Scottish preacher and hymn writer, who died on this day in 1889.
I’ve just spent two weeks with two cats–Smoky and Callie. The first week they pretty much ignored me. The second, well, I was their bed companion and the highest mountain. It was interesting observing their actions and speed. When I write my fantasy piece I’ll know better how to describe the cats. Callie especially loved to be scratched around the ears and under her chin.
Originally posted on A Mirror Obscura,:
Stealth is an emotion evinced,
A subtle dialectic of movement
And patience innate in a cat
In moonlight when it can be seen
And believe it is not to succeed
In its stalk and hunt of prey.
Much importance can be garnered
From such an attitude, forward
Thinking at its apex and wrought
With the will to overcome finally
Only for the sheer nature of itself.
Step, step, pause, pause, paws step
In places sure and mounting with
Assurance in knowing what it sees
Does not need to be seen to be
At the point in the delicate death
Of the catch so quick its life caught
Is gone before it has been missed
Except by the moonlight and the cat.
Artwork by, Horst Janssen
I tend to agree with Matthew. When one genre becomes popular, for example fantasy, everyone starts writing fantasy. Yes, that might the best selling genre for a few months, but that should not be all that is written or published. Yet every writing article says, “Fantasy is in. Everyone write fantasy.” Those that love mystery, romance, or history are still looking for a good book in that genre. I’ve always believed a great book will sell no matter what genre it is, or what is in vogue at the moment.
Originally posted on M J Wright:
One of the hardest parts of writing fiction is finding the elusive balance between action and contemplation.
On the face of it, the split is easy. Novels that look inward – that appear superficially plotless, slow, boring and which rely on internal character mood as driver – are typically classed as literature. They are the sort of books that school curricula use to torture disinterested kids with. Such tomes have narrow appeal, often snobbishly asserted by those who like them for its supposed ‘high-brow’ nature, or used by the author as a device to validate themselves around intellectual pretension.
Tales with more action and an ability to capture the interest of a much wider audience are more usually ‘populist’, often dissed as ‘shallow’ or ‘pulp’ by those who imagine they have ‘higher’ interests.
Personally I don’t regard…
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I hope the pic comes through.
Isn’t it great to have so much support in heavenly places!
Originally posted on loon watchman:
THE ULTIMATE CLOUD TECHNOLOGY!! Our spiritual family in heaven is watching and cheering us on!!!
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a CLOUD OF WITNESSES, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.”(Hebrews 12:1-2)