Archive for December, 2011
Anybody remember the financial firm, E.F. Hutton? When I was a kid this was the main tag line for their commercials. E.F. Hutton has since folded, but we have a greater and constant source of counsel for every area of our lives, not just financial.
That would be God.
And he’s still around. Read the rest of this entry »
Growing up, a teenaged girl is faced with the pressure to have a perfect body image. They have learned to put their value in the way they see themselves in the mirror. This was true for me as well. By the time I reached my senior year I was already an obsessed exerciser, I was especially addicted to running.
As the days drew closer to my high school graduation I was overwhelmed with the decisions I would soon have to make and the biggest one of all, “What was I going to do with my life”? I was becoming really interested in fitness and being healthy, so I decided I would test my hand at becoming a fitness trainer. As I began school in May of 2008, I realized that if I was going to be a fitness trainer I had to look the part, so I began making different choices that would soon cause some drastic changes in my life. Read the rest of this entry »
You know you have it in you to write. You can see the character’s faces and hear their voices. The names you’ve christened them with are as familiar to you as a close family member. You even have a few scenes rolling around in your head that excite you. But what do you do when you’re missing the most important element to bring it all together? What do you do when you just don’t have a story?
When you find yourself in this place, look no further than what’s happening around you. Truth really isn’t stranger than fiction. If truth be told, no pun intended, fiction is real life that happens to fake people. Read the rest of this entry »
When your hope is threadbare, tattered and worn and you want to chalk it up as false; stuff it in your pocket during the day and carry it wherever you go. Sleep with it under your pillow at night until your strength is renewed. Whatever you do, don’t let it go of it.
“Is this organic milk any good?” the cashier asked as she slid the gallon over the scanner. It better be, I thought, since it costs almost 3 times the amount of inorganic milk. Milk that contains RBGH.*
For those who haven’t heard, RBGH is a synthetic hormone used in dairy cows to increase milk production. The additional milk these cows produce is a boon for the suppliers but a health hazard to consumers. And cancer is chief among those health concerns. In the 1980’s there was a battle that took place over the use of this hormone. Consumers won that initial skirmish, but in 1993, the FDA gave a thumbs-up to Monsanto, legalizing the use of Bovine Growth Hormone aka Bovine Somatotropin in cows.
The question of safety isn’t coming from whackos run amok. Read the rest of this entry »
Finding Your Rhythm
Pacing is the rhythm or tempo that determines how fast or slow a story reads. It’s also what a writer uses in each scene to hook their reader and draw them into the emotion or mood of their character’s experiences and into their fictional world.
My first introduction to the term pacing was when I received a critique of a writing sample that I submitted to a writer’s guild. Although I could make a vague guess, I have to admit that at the time I didn’t know what pacing actually was. Fortunately my feedback was positive, but just as I needed to know what I was doing wrong I also needed to know what I was doing right, and I was clueless.
My newly discovered ignorance was incentive to educate myself on writer’s terminology and what it means in terms of becoming a successful writer…So here is a little of what I have learned… Read the rest of this entry »
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The purpose of Make Mine a Million is to inspire one million women entrepreneurs to reach $1 million dollars in annual revenue over the next decade. Through live events and online resources, you will be provided with assistance in coaching, marketing, technology, and a suite of business-building products to help your business succeed.
- 2 large egg whites
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 3/4 cup sugar
- 1 1/4 teaspoons ground cinnamon
- 4 cups pecan halves (1 lb)
- 1/2 cup melted butter
Preheat oven to 325°F. Pour melted butter onto large rimmed baking sheet, tilting to spread evenly. Set aside.
Beat egg whites and salt with electric mixer just until foamy. Gradually add sugar and cinnamon until blended, careful not to overbeat. Mixture should be runny. Add pecans, stirring to coat. Spread pecans over prepared baking sheet in single layer. Bake until pecans are crisp and butter is absorbed, turning pecans with metal spatula every ten minutes.About 30 minutes.
Loosen pecans with spatula and cool on baking sheet until crisp. About 2 hours. Store in airtight container at room temperature.
Some of the biggest egos are the product of an even greater insecurity. If we would recognize that we are somebody while we are still a nobody, we are less likely to be full of ourselves when we think we have arrived.
1. A high degree of pleasure or enjoyment; joy; rapture.
Delight is a word most of us have no trouble using in a sentence. Abba sang about it and coincidentally it’s a family name on my mother’s side several generations back. But when I read Psalm 37:4, “Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He shall give you the desires of your heart,” I tried to imagine what that really meant. I mean, how do you delight yourself in the Lord in a real way?
And then I remembered these three little children. They saw their daddy standing on the other side of the room and their whole beings lit up. It was like Mickey Mouse had walked into the joint. Giggles erupted and their blonde heads bobbed, their arms and legs swinging in wild abandon as they ran to him. He was the goal, the prize. And when they reached him they threw their arms around his legs and clung, delighting in their daddy.
I thought this is the perfect picture of what God meant when he said to delight ourselves in Him. I have to admit that I need more than a little practice.