What’s on my heart today?
My heart is stretched thin this morning, from the back yard to Black Rocks, from morning-glories to Compassion International, from Sanka and Lake Superior to Kharana and New Praet. My heart is stretched thin.
In a good way.
- Kharana still eludes me. I’m not sure why I’m struggling with it. Perhaps it’s because I’ve spent more time thinking and struggling internally with her character than I’ve actually spent writing her. Get it on paper, Sar. Edit later.
- Christian publishing is (I think) something of a problem. Much of what’s published as “christian fiction” today is flat. I mean no disrespect, because I have been a consumer of Christian Fiction and I have a lot of respect for Christian authors. It just seems like there’s a lot of space in between Christian markets and non-Christian markets, where a lot of authors are being swallowed up by the rigmarole of being “unpublishable” on account of being “too Christian” or “not Christian enough.”
- I’m going to plant a morning-glory around our street sign. Yeah. Or a clematis. Not sure which, yet.
- While looking for the brush to clean my bird feeder, I found Sanka’s old collar in the garage. It hit me hard. I miss my puppy. My Boo. It’s not normal; it can’t be normal to miss a dog so much. But I do. This is the time of year that I normally spent off gallivanting with my dog. Even last year, as his health was deteriorating fast, I was able to lift him in and out of the truck a few times and get him to the Lake. I miss him.
- I need to blog more. I need to write more. I need to give more ink to my musings. I need to crit something.
- I need to get crack-a-lacking on my Christmas projects, of which I’ve been blessed with a marvelous idea (details withheld for gifting purposes).
- I am not particularly unhappy at my job. I like what I do. I like the people I work with. I adore my customers. And I think I’m fairly good at my job. However, I’m a little disheartened by the company. It seems like those who do the most work get the shaft; those who do the least, get promotions. I’m knocking on a few doors just to keep my employment options open, but I’m not desparately seeking to leave. We’ll see.
- June Lyrids! Oh man. I can’t wait.
- You know, speaking of Christian publishing, I think I have a piece by C. S. Lewis about Christian Literature that I never read. I should do that this afternoon.
- And…in the spirit of Genealogy, I offer a photo of my Grandmother’s parents, Augusta and Albert Wilber:
Blessings on you and yours!