My wife, Kay, dared me to make up a story out of whole cloth. Just sit down and start writing and see what happens, she said. With my historical fiction books, I have at least had a loose outline to follow, a commitment to be true to the known facts while telling a good story. But not with The Mercy Seat. It was scary at first.
I never had a burning passion to write a book. Like a teapot simmering on a stove’s back burner, my idea to write a novel also sat.
Write a book? Ninety-some thousand words? I couldn’t imagine such a feat.
But the teapot on the back of the stove kept simmering.
We are delighted to host Richard Spillman this week. 1 Corinthians 10:31 says “whether you eat or drink, whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.” But as an artist, what does that process look like? How can we know if we’re really glorifying God in our art? How do we find the…
Guest post by Taylor Bennett In the months since the release of Porch Swing Girl, I’ve done a lot of interviews. More than I ever could have imagined doing in my LIFE, as a matter of fact! I never expected to answer so many questions, to chat with so many lovely bloggers and reporters. Interestingly…
Giving Myself Over [Henry O. Arnold]
If I as a writer am to tell a story, I must give myself over to its peculiar flow. As the power of the story begins to rise up within me, I must sit down and write. I yield. I isolate. I watch and listen. I resist the temptation to manipulate, and I allow the…
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