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L.A.R.K. Writers: June 2015
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Friday, June 26, 2015. Have a wonderful summer! Use it for the glory of Jesus Christ! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hello, and welcome to L.A.R.K! We are a group of young writers sharing our stories and other writings with each other in hopes of not only sharpening our skills, but also encouraging one another and glorifying our Heavenly Father. We would also like to share our writings with you! Feel free to comment and participate in the occasional challenges. Enjoy!
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L.A.R.K. Writers: Title Challenge #2
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Thursday, April 23, 2015. One of our readers requested another title challenge. Since I am not currently writing anything that I can post on here I decided I would go ahead and grant her request. So here's the game. You see the below picture? If that was the cover of a book, what would the title be? Give us your answers below! Written by Lydia Scott. April 23, 2015 at 7:40 PM. Finally Together or maybe An Evening Together. April 23, 2015 at 9:02 PM. April 24, 2015 at 4:54 AM. April 24, 2015 at 7:44 AM.
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L.A.R.K. Writers: Drifter - Part 2
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Saturday, March 28, 2015. Drifter - Part 2. The coins in Luke's pocket jingled in his pocket with every step. He followed the path that twisted through the trees to the small clearing where a large cabin sat nestled in the brush. Luke whistled a hearty sailor's tune and his feet were lighter with every step, but even as he drew closer to his home, he kept an eye scanning the surrounding trees. 8220;Luke is home! 8220;What do you mean? 8221; Luke playfully poked her freckled nose. Amelia walked beside Luk...
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L.A.R.K. Writers: March 2015
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Saturday, March 28, 2015. Drifter - Part 2. The coins in Luke's pocket jingled in his pocket with every step. He followed the path that twisted through the trees to the small clearing where a large cabin sat nestled in the brush. Luke whistled a hearty sailor's tune and his feet were lighter with every step, but even as he drew closer to his home, he kept an eye scanning the surrounding trees. 8220;Luke is home! 8220;What do you mean? 8221; Luke playfully poked her freckled nose. Amelia walked beside Luk...
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L.A.R.K. Writers: Drifter - Part 3
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Saturday, April 4, 2015. Drifter - Part 3. 8220;Just for a little walk. I'll be back before breakfast.” Luke kissed her cheek. Mama smiled. “You should meander over to that plot of land your father was talking about last night. There's a pretty little spot on the east side that would be perfect for a large house. I hear the owner wants quite a price for it, but with the King's gold, you should have a fair chance in getting it.”. 8220;Oh please, Luke, I raised you! 8220;But he is kin,” Luke added. Luke di...
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L.A.R.K. Writers: July 2014
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Thursday, July 31, 2014. Devotion - "Your prayers must be really powerful.". Last night, as I was reading a book called The Invitation by Rhonda Calhoun, a couple particular lines struck me. Rebekah and Hadassah, two sisters, are in the midst of a spiritual battle. The elder sister, Rebekah, begins to pray, and the spiritual atmosphere changes. Observing the change, Hadassah speaks up. "Your prayers must be really powerful.". Sunday, July 27, 2014. Good afternoon, L.A.R.K. Writers! What If. (Grace).
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L.A.R.K. Writers: The Forgotten Memory --part 3
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Thursday, February 19, 2015. The Forgotten Memory - part 3. The next morning at breakfast Fern seemed a little unsure of herself. 8220;Is something troubling you Fern? 8221; Mistress Chervil spooned a large helping of oatmeal onto Fern's plate. Fern stirred the oats for a moment and then set down her spoon. “I should not be here any more.”. Mistress Chervil and I both starred at her. 8220;You are no trouble.” we both answered. Help more with chores. Besides that, where would you go? 8220;I sent her to ga...
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L.A.R.K. Writers: April 2015
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Monday, April 27, 2015. I finally wrote a story that I am able to post on here! This story is unique for two reasons. No posting "Part 1", "Part 2". etc. 2 It's a children's story. For those of you who just started following this blog: I don't write children's stories. That is my sister's forte. So without further delay I present to you:. 8220;Folks,” she finally said. “Something must have happened to the scrolls up in story cave. I can't remember any tales either.". Many of the men felt bad inside but n...
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L.A.R.K. Writers: January 2015
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Tuesday, January 27, 2015. I wanted to do something that would stimulate a little interaction on here again but knowing how busy we are I decided I had better make it not require much time. So here is the challenge. Imagine this picture is on the cover of a book. What would you title it? I'll comment with my own suggestion.when I come up with one! Written by Lydia Scott. Monday, January 5, 2015. If you want to see what I have been writing lately hop over to my personal blog and read this post.
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L.A.R.K. Writers: February 2015
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Thursday, February 19, 2015. The Forgotten Memory - part 3. The next morning at breakfast Fern seemed a little unsure of herself. 8220;Is something troubling you Fern? 8221; Mistress Chervil spooned a large helping of oatmeal onto Fern's plate. Fern stirred the oats for a moment and then set down her spoon. “I should not be here any more.”. Mistress Chervil and I both starred at her. 8220;You are no trouble.” we both answered. Help more with chores. Besides that, where would you go? 8220;I sent her to ga...