Canticle to the Creator
Blessed be the Creator of the Universe who has put me where I am from all time and eternity. May I come to better understand Him through the beauty of His creation, our mother…
Blessed be the Creator of the Universe who has put me where I am from all time and eternity. May I come to better understand Him through the beauty of His creation, our mother…
“I’ve been searching for a place of my own now I’ve found it maybe this is home yeah, this is home. . .” Good music. To be more specific, Switchfoot music. It’s amazing how, even…
The evening is soft and the purple dusk deep,The village a-slumber, my baby asleep,The cradle a-rocking beneath my tired foot,The fire a-flaming in this little hut. My husband’s a-fighting somewhere in the wild,And I am…
Having wordbooks and book-lore with only English words (and no outlandish words whatsoever) is not too hard to think of or understand. It would at first need some tweaking, but the undertaking is not so…
If I could speak in Elvish I would stump all my friends Saying things in a tongue That they could not understand. – I could tell my darkest secrets And they still would be unknown.…
I usually talk about character crafting here, but this time I’d like to take a break from that and discuss the art of immersion and its dangers. Firstly, let me clarify what I mean by…
“The historical novel, as I learnt with some concern after I had written two or three, belongs to a despised genre,”1 wrote Patrick O’Brian. At the heart of his Aubrey-Maturin novels, however, is not adventure…
This is the last time, I promise myself, that I’m starting over writing this article. My fingers are freezing as they sit on the keyboard. My brain is blocking like an artery; my chest is…
This year at my co-op, I'm taking a class called Earth Science. The name is very deceptive, because we only studied Earth during the first quarter. Right now, we're learning about astronomy. I've always thought…
I begin my tale on a cold winter's eve. Outside, I could hear the wind screaming through the trees. Snow was falling in droves across the lawn. There was no way I was getting out…
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