Sunday, May 5, 2013

These Three

I've been thinking about three things that are important to me: hope, trust, and love.

They go together like peanut butter and honey, bread and butter, or bread and peanut butter and honey (and butter, for some people.)


Well, here's what I've learned:

Hope needs an accompanying preposition—for. We hope for something specific. Without that, it's a feeling of optimism, not real hope.

Likewise, trust must always be in someone or something. To do any good, trust must also be strong enough to allow action.

Without trust, there can't be hope. Without hope, trust is useless.

For example, if I have trust in a medical treatment and hope for a cure, I'll complete the treatment even if it's unpleasant. If I lack either trust or hope, I'm not likely to endure the discomfort.

Things don't always go as planned. You can have trust in someone and hope for something, but the selfish choices, conflicting desires, mistakes, and offenses of other people will erode them. Hope and trust are positive ways of thinking, easily damaged by negative feelings. Love replaces those negative feelings with understanding, forgiveness, and peace. It drives out enmity and creates within us an environment where hope and trust can thrive.

It's been my experience that we all place our hope, trust, and love somewhere. We can certainly hope for, trust in, and love many different things, but life is so much better when these three travel together.

Monday, April 29, 2013


Like, I know this writer who just sold a novel to a major publisher.

Her name's Krista Van Dolzer. She has a ridiculously popular blog. And she's a fantastic writer.

You might think that's why she just sold a novel. Being a fantastic writer, I mean.

I like to think it's because of me.

Yep. I critiqued that novel she just sold. Like, two years ago.

I read what you might call an early draft, though it certainly wasn't the first draft. I offered vague direction about what didn't seem quite right and helpful suggestions like, "Gee, I've got nothing to say about this chapter. It's really good."

Since then, Krista's written two more novels, and each one makes me feel less useful as a critique partner.

But here's what I get to brag about: I got to read this book several years before the rest of you will. Also, you'll never read the version I read.

Sure, what comes out in print will be even better, but still. It's like Michelangelo came over to practice on the ceiling of my closet.

Congratulations, Krista. Remember, I taught you everything you know.

Monday, February 4, 2013


Still busy at work, but not having to work extra.

Ann Marie has her hand back. The little finger is kind of bound up with scar tissue, but it seems to be getting better, slowly.

I finally figured out the right way to end the book on which I'm working. I just have to write that ending. I'm going to do it right now.

And I have another excuse for not blogging: snow. It just begs to be played in.