I’m very sorry for my lack of posts at the moment, life’s just been hectic and it’s a bit tiring. Or, you know, a lot tiring. I mean, when I usually say “life’s hectic” I usually mean that I’ve been moderately busy and too lazy to write a post, but this time I mean “oh, schedule is completely upside down and I can’t seem to go to bed before twelve-thirty am. So yeah…
Anyway, my plan for today was a blog post on whether Christians should be writing Christian or secular fiction, but the wonderful Audrey Caylin actually did a post on this a few weeks ago. I couldn’t think of anything to add to her points, so if you want a look at this issue, you can check out her blog post here.
Having decided to skip that post, I’m up to the last one in my Christian fiction series (for the foreseeable future anyway. I have plenty of other ideas I might develop into posts sometime next year). In this post, I’m going to be—hopefully—addressing the issue of the single biggest problem I see in Christian fiction.
Let’s get into it 😀 Continue reading
Today we have a treat because the wonderful, amazing Christine has created a new linkup which looks like it’ll be a lot of fun! I’ve already introduced my NaNo novel Wattle Fire but I thought it wouldn’t hurt to share a little bit more. I’ve also continued doing The Language of Worlds linkup, which I did last month as well, so I’ve mashed them into this one post. Hopefully you enjoy *bows out*
What first sparked the idea for this novel?
I’ve already talked about this a bit. I was inspired by an epic fantasy novel idea I had years ago. The story idea evolved and changed a lot, and then I came up with the idea of an Australian fantasy and kind of blending the ideas together. 🙂 Continue reading
We’ve reached the final section of Comrade! Thank you so much people, for hanging in there and giving me so much encouraging words as I’ve published this. I hope you enjoy this final instalment. I’ll be handing out tissues and hankies at the end for all who need them.
“You are here on charges of treason…”
Simeon held his head high. He did not flinch as the long list of his charges were read out. He wore civilian clothes, but he held himself with a military bearing, shoulders back, eyes front, heels together. Two guards stood on either side of him.
Nurse Carter and Dr Roberts testified against him, though he saw tears on Nurse Carter’s cheeks. And regret in the doctor’s eyes. He glanced once at them, recognised them, and did not look at them again. Continue reading
I feel like I’m really behind in basically everything at the moment. I was super busy (and stressed) on Thursday so I completely forgot to schedule this chapter of Comrade. And since I still haven’t edited my last Christian fiction post, posting it today seemed like a good plan!
“Get up!” Someone dragged me to my feet.
My blindfold and mask were torn off and I found myself staring at several grey-clad soldiers.
“You thought you could run away from us, did you?” sneered a corporal. “You fool.”
I stared at them, trying to process the corporal’s words. You fool? Run from us? Who did they think I was? A deserter?
“What’s your name?” the corporal demanded, but before I had time to answer, his fist flashed out and I was sent reeling back. I clutched at my jaw, then cried out as a rifle butt struck me in the stomach.
“Nein! Nein!” I shouted in a cracked voice, “Nein!” The corporal hit me again, knocking me to the ground.
“Stop!” barked another voice at the same time. Continue reading