tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308129494484221352011-04-21T14:59:30.941-05:00Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18278929376370743533noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330812949448422135.post-14839343005100369642009-05-05T12:49:00.003-05:002009-05-05T12:59:42.692-05:00

This is how Christians should live. This is the second time I've read Shane Claiborne's debut book The Irresistible Revolution and it was just as phenomenal as before. Looking for a comfortable book? Don't read this. Looking for a feel good book? Find another one. This book, which chronicles some of Claiborne's experiences and The Simple Way's experiments in actually living the gospel, will

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Finally, finally! Between classes, work, and the rest of the chaos that makes up my life, I got a chance to read a book. What a concept, huh?To be honest, I was looking for a mindless romance novel when I picked up Barbara Wood's Daughter of the Sun. A romance novel it is not, though there are some Shakespearian inspired relationships in it. It's a story that takes a look at one of the most

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To live, to love, to learn, to die. The path that all lives take. Not completely a fatalistic thought, because we each choose how we live, choose whom we love, choose what we learn, and choose how we face death by all that has come before. So, what form will your path take?

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What is a shadow? What are your's?

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The planet of WhatEver is ruled by the Queen of Weird. What kind of place is it? Is the Queen of Weird a nice person? How does she regulate the Weirdness? How did she earn such a title? This is your prompt for the next while. Yes, the Queen of Weird is a real person, if you wanted to know. It's a nickname for a friend of mine. Have fun with the weirdness, and remember that strange is a

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Most people have heard of the Giant's singing golden harp from "Jack and the Beanstalk" right? Well what if other things, not inherently musical, sang? The potted plant in your kitchen? Your grandmother's antique pocket watch? And what if they didn't sing? What if they just played music? What kind of music would it be? What would the music do? Why did that mailbox start playing music in

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I'm starting to get the feeling that I'm never going to make any progress on my "To Read" list.  There are just too many things I want to read and too many things going on.  (Neither of which is a bad problem to have).  So I'm not promising any book info any time soon, though I am working on some new stories and such.  Please be patient!

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Hey all,As I've already mentioned I'm as interested in reading what you've written as I am in posting my own stuff. If you're interested in becoming an author of this blog comment on this post. I'm not promising any immediate results because I'm still trying to figure out how this all works, but I'll get you added as soon as I can. Don't be afraid to critique my work either. I'd appreciate

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These are not happy stories. They are real ones. The short stories that make up the collection "The Essential Bordertown," while set in a city between The World and the Faery border where Elves dye their hair and ride magic powered Harleys and humans can dream themselves into the First Forest, are about real people. The main characters are abused children, teenagers looking for their place, and

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After years of trying to buy this out of print book I finally gave up and put in an interlibrary loan request for it right here at ECC. Now, a week later, I finally have it in my hands! I feel like twirling around the room (and just might after I complete this post). A collection of short stories by a number of fantasy writers (including my recommended Charles De Lint) that all take place in a

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The first time I saw the tall man with the hunched shoulders and the bowler hat over his eyes I was a nine-year-old driving through the Painted Desert on a family vacation. There was only a cactus standing there when I took a better look. I just thought it was a weird shaped cactus. I didn’t see him again for a long time. So long in fact, that I didn’t connect the two. He was slipping

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I'm one of those people who is always wondering "what if?" What if people could float on ceilings like in Mary Poppins. What if a man could make himself look like a telephone pole. What if fairy-godmothers really lived in trailer parks. What if......fill in your own blank here. I've found the best way to indulge in "what ifs" is to write stories about them, the best part being every question

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