I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Captain’s Log, Stardate 04.25.2008
Some of the worship scenes in book 2 of my Sushi series were inspired by this song. Trish is torn between her desire for abandoned worship and the censure (real or perceived) of others around her, something I’ve struggled with myself. Trish is braver than I am, though. It was fun to write these scenes.
Fool For You
By Nichole Nordeman
There are times when faith and common sense do not align,
when hardcore evidence of you is hard to find.
I am silenced in the face of argumentative debate,
And it's a long hill, it's a lonely climb.
’Cause they want proof,
They want proof of all these mysteries I claim,
’Cause only fools would want to chant a dead man's name.
Maybe it's true. Yeah, but
I would be a fool for you
all because you asked me to.
A simpleton who's seeming naive,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.
I admit that in my darkest hours I've asked what if,
What if we created some kind of man-made faith like this,
Out of good intention or emotional invention,
and after life is through there will be no You.
’Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim,
’Cause only fools believe that men can walk on waves.
Maybe it's true. Yeah, but
I would be a fool for you
all because you asked me to.
A simpleton who's seeming naive,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.
Unaware of popularity,
and unconcerned with dignity,
You made me free.
That's proof enough for me.
I would be a fool for You,
Only if You asked me to.
A simpleton who's only thinking of the cause of love.
I will speak Jesus name,
and if that makes me crazy,
they can call me crazed.
I'm happy to be seemingly naïve,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.

Fool For You
By Nichole Nordeman
There are times when faith and common sense do not align,
when hardcore evidence of you is hard to find.
I am silenced in the face of argumentative debate,
And it's a long hill, it's a lonely climb.
’Cause they want proof,
They want proof of all these mysteries I claim,
’Cause only fools would want to chant a dead man's name.
Maybe it's true. Yeah, but
I would be a fool for you
all because you asked me to.
A simpleton who's seeming naive,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.
I admit that in my darkest hours I've asked what if,
What if we created some kind of man-made faith like this,
Out of good intention or emotional invention,
and after life is through there will be no You.
’Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim,
’Cause only fools believe that men can walk on waves.
Maybe it's true. Yeah, but
I would be a fool for you
all because you asked me to.
A simpleton who's seeming naive,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.
Unaware of popularity,
and unconcerned with dignity,
You made me free.
That's proof enough for me.
I would be a fool for You,
Only if You asked me to.
A simpleton who's only thinking of the cause of love.
I will speak Jesus name,
and if that makes me crazy,
they can call me crazed.
I'm happy to be seemingly naïve,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.
Comments
My only comment is that if we can't worship with abandonment here, whatever will we do in Heaven? So thank you for your thoughts and the words of that beautiful song, Camy.
gg xx