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Grace-Full; Today’s Thought. Romans 6:1) No. But should we fear all the ways in which we fall short because we might not remain saved or because that proves somehow that we weren’t saved to begin with? I got the proof and all is well, so I’ve put out my next self-published book. As will be my habit now, for the foreseeable future, I intend to gift this book to whoever would like to read it. So, if you’re interested, let me know and I’ll send you one! Glance out the window beside me. I love a good puppet ...
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A snippet from the beginning of my milkman story; on a more fantastical world than I usually write. Darrius is a 1950’s milkman, snatched from his early morning route into another world with his milk truck. Here they’re telling him why they took him. Darrius, my people want a country of freedom. We don’t want to assert slavery over others. In my world there’re a lot of people who would take advantage of a power like yours. Yes, we’ve heard legends of your world. You must be all great warriors. Darrius, t...
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December | 2016 | fluffygolarky
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I finished it, my Moor story! It’s got 79,000 words and has a poem and as much nature description as you’re going to get from me! I’m excited and pleased with all of the delicious atmospheric feelings it rises in me! It has the Moor and a castle and family and romance and danger and young man finding himself- this book is like many of my others yet it has a definite personality of it’s own! I hope I can share it sometime with somebody! Tra la la and Hootie-Ha! What does Christmas mean to me;. What is it ...
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More of the Moor | fluffygolarky
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More of the Moor. As Christmas is around the corner I’m very happy God remembered us. All snug up in Heaven Jesus came down. He braved this rugged plain as a vulnerable human. He came to find us as we roamed, lost in the fog. Like the winds in my Work In Progress He came to touch our skin with a thousand messages. He came to translate love. I’m wrapping up my story now,. As happy an ending as I can think of. My character has all that I wanted for him- almost. I think of his environment and why it drew me.
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January | 2017 | fluffygolarky
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I’ve been reading a lot of my old novels lately- this is a story I started one year for NaNoWriMo. When I sat down to type all I had to go on was SAND. Not a bad little novel- if a bit strange in places! 8216;My uncle had told me that our city was a copy of sand structures built by others, that sand itself was a copy. But who built it first? Seeing a different sight, this dancer smiles away;. Red flowers hang over the cobblestone way;. She is like a vine breaking out like a stray;. That’s why joy a...
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Christmas to All | fluffygolarky
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What does Christmas mean to me;. And how do I express it to all;. A Christian is given just one job;. Not the same as how we should love, that’s a command.). No, we’re supposed to spread the Word;. Our faces shine with His love pointed outwards;. But Christmas is about Him. He came to love, no matter the day or season;. He got down in the dirt to prove it to us. Jesus is real and He loves us. He is. He does! More of the Moor. Middot; December 28. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Louisa and Lewis- Special | fluffygolarky
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Louisa and Lewis- Special. I wrote this in honor of two of my favorite childhood authors. I’d forgotten they share a birthday today! Louisa May Alcott and C.S. Lewis have inspired and enriched me. Happy Birthday to them! Louisa May woke up and yawned. She was in her favorite closet hideaway. It was her secret spot of the week. She’d gone there to daydream and ended up sleeping without a mention of unconscious adventure. Called her mother. Remember we’ve got visitors this afternoon! All right, said the boy.
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The Moor Finish | fluffygolarky
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I finished it, my Moor story! It’s got 79,000 words and has a poem and as much nature description as you’re going to get from me! I’m excited and pleased with all of the delicious atmospheric feelings it rises in me! It has the Moor and a castle and family and romance and danger and young man finding himself- this book is like many of my others yet it has a definite personality of it’s own! I hope I can share it sometime with somebody! Tra la la and Hootie-Ha! The Hard Bits of Life. Middot; December 29.
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The Moor Finish | fluffygolarky
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I finished it, my Moor story! It’s got 79,000 words and has a poem and as much nature description as you’re going to get from me! I’m excited and pleased with all of the delicious atmospheric feelings it rises in me! It has the Moor and a castle and family and romance and danger and young man finding himself- this book is like many of my others yet it has a definite personality of it’s own! I hope I can share it sometime with somebody! Tra la la and Hootie-Ha! The Hard Bits of Life. Middot; December 29.
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No Matter What Poem | fluffygolarky
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No Matter What Poem. All the good there is. Was created by One. He looked around at all He made. He let evil grow too. He gave humankind a choice. Then He said one thing to do. Everything I just said. Is considered by some to be. Just an opinion I have. A belief structure I cling to. Attending the church of the naivete. Yet there’s a glue that holds me here. The One that made everything. Is very big and hard to see. The tapestry of what it all means. Can’t be judged until the whole picture. On Grace-Full...