Where the Story Begins

Soul Searcher has been a work in progress for about seven years now. I started writing it before I got saved. After my conversion, I realized that I couldn't sell anything like that. So I hacked and cut and tried to fit a Christian Theme into it. Now I realized that I may have to, ugh, start over. Fear not! I've got the plost and my main characters. I just have to pick up the suspense and clean out anything that might make a Christian reader accuse me of blasphamy (I won't spell check that). I'll trust in the Lord to steer me right. Enough of this whining. Time to get to work.

Finding the time

I don't know how it happens. I remember those days right after Kelly and I were married. We'd laze around on Sunday afternoons, wondering what to do. By the time we were through wondering what to do, it was bedtime. Those glorious moments of boredome, my friends, are long gone. There's so much I want to get done. I want to finish building my bookcase. I want to exercise every day. I want to write for two hours a day (not just one novel, at least two or three at the same time). I want to read for two hours a day, every genre and writing how-to book. I want to spend two hours a day reading His Word. I want to pray for two hours after that. I want to start a men's group at church. I want to attend more bible studies.

My aspirations aren't impossible. I'm not looking to climb Mt. McKinley here. But how did things get so crazy? The more determined I am to write the more impossible it seems. I'm hoping I find a buddy to encourage me. We could e-mail each other every day and say "didja get your two hours in?" He's out there somewhere. I don't mind a "she," by the way, but things just go easier with my wife if the person I'm telling my deepest longings to is of a male variety. Many a man has learned that lesson the hard way.

Well, I won't despair. I'll write out another daily schedule and stick to it for two days. Then I'll cry out to God to give me ten more hours in each day. Not much to ask I don't think.

Did I mention that my next MBA class starts today?

A day off

I took the day off so I could take my kids out to Muskegon and sleep aboard the USS Silversides, a restored WWII submarine. We've done it once before. The cub scout troop arranges it. It's really quite fascinating even though you never really sleep. Some of those dads can snore loud enough to set off the dud torpedoes. I packed alot of ear plugs this time.

I'm fully registered with ACFW now and even entered the Noble Theme contest. There's not much for prizes involved but it would be nice just to get some feedback. I hope this isn't just another writer wannabee board where everyone talks about writing but never spends enough time doing it (I should talk). I want the support without the distraction. Is that possible.

It's starting out as a beautfiul day. The weather thingy on my screen says 41 degrees. Not bad for April 1st. Oh shoot, my sister's birthday (nobody believed me when I announced the news to my 4th grade class). I'd better remember to call.