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Are our lives built for only one passion? There are perks to having more than one primary interest.
That may sound a little sappy. I’m not talking kissing-in-the-rain romance here. I’m talking about the tool that can transform an “okay” piece of writing into a masterpiece. Emotion. Make your readers laugh, cry, or scream, and they’ll never forget you. That goes for anything you write, fiction or nonfiction. No one wants to read...
In an alternate universe, I could be in a mental hospital. Okay, that’s a bit of a crushing blow. How about I back up a bit? A recent conversation got me thinking about where I’d be without my faith. My mind is a swirling pot of dialogue, characters, and scene structure. When I’m bored, I...
What if you could talk to any fictional character you wanted? What would you tell them? What would you thank them for? I was given this assignment as a school project a few weeks ago. I wanted to share what I came up with and encourage you to do the same. Dear Lucy, I was...
“‘Child,’ said the Lion, ‘I am telling you your story, not hers. No one is told any story but their own.’” (C.S. Lewis, The Horse and His Boy) Imagine walking through the woods on a cloudy night. The sky draws in close to you like a velvet cape, shrouding the trees in misty darkness. The...
I’ve spent a lot of my life scared. It’s sad but true. I’m a worrier by nature, the kind of person who considers every possibility and checks the locks on the doors multiple times. I don’t want to be like that. It’s my dream to be like Lucy Pevensie from Narnia – a warrior princess...
In my opinion, there are few things as powerful as a night sky. And not just any night sky, either , but the kind you see when you’re laying on your back in the middle of nowhere. The kind that takes your breath away. Through each speck of glitter thrown across the blue velvet dome...
Stress and college are two words which seem to go together really well, unfortunately. I’ve been learning the truth of that in my life as of late, but I’ve also been learning that I’m not alone in this battle I wake up to every morning. There is One who goes with me, and that is what...
I think one of the most powerful passages in C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe occurs after the great lion, Aslan, is killed by the White Witch in place of the traitorous fourth Pevensie child, Edmund. In the midst of their mourning for him, Lucy and Susan hear the stone table breaking...
This poem is about the whole journey of my life throughout the past months, from the hospital to Ireland to Taylor University. I’ve based it on one of my favorite Bible verses, Romans 8:38-39. Broken glass. Shattered dreams. Dying candles flicker in the cold dark. White sheets. Metal rails. Constant noise that drowns out hope....
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