Archive for November 2008
For Good
I finally found a song that expresses my thoughts about all of my friends and family, and while I am trusting, praying, and hoping that I will get to see most of you in Heaven, here are some parting words, this side of Grace (plus, when I get to Heaven, I will probably want to spend more time with Jesus than you… no offense
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It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You’ll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend…
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
Add comment November 30, 2008
Reading, Loving, Living
* Reading: Haruki Murakami
* Loving: Family, friends, Euchre, and the numerous ways people pronounce TurDuckEn
* Living: Romans 8:1
Add comment November 28, 2008
Religious Man
I watched Nacho Libre with some people from my church tonight, and I have never laughed harder in my life. Mostly, it was funny to see them laugh because they had already seen the video. Anyway, I am in love with this song…
(Maybe offensive to some–it’s a bit sacreligious. Sorry!)
Add comment November 26, 2008
Not That Bad
I was reading over some of my short stories this evening, and I realized that they aren’t that bad. Granted, I still have room for improvement, and if I am accepted at the University of Denver, I will gladly listen to, consider, and critically engage in any type of discussion about my writing. I think that workshops can still help me significantly improve my writing.
I am sort of scared that I recognize that workshops can still improve my writing. Will I ever get to a place where they can’t? I always learn from the discussion of other writers, the awful cone of silence, the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach for a week before workshop, and 3 a.m. slurpy runs because I can’t sleep anyways.
Okay, I am elaborating a bit on those last few, but I really do learn from workshops. What scares me is that one of my writing friends said that he knew he was ready to graduate because he didn’t need the university to help him publish. I understand and respect that, but I don’t know if I ever want to get to that point. I like having a community of writers, and I enjoy taking classes and learning at the university. So, why would I want to get a place where a workshop couldn’t improve my writing?
Though, I wonder if those who are applying to DU are at a place where they don’t need the university to help them with their writing. Are they pursuing their PhD in CW because they already write wonderful stories and only need to jump through the proverbial hoops? Do I need to be at a place where I don’t need workshops to improve my stories before going to DU? Or, is it okay that I want to learn from other writers in a workshop setting? I suddenly feel an overwhelming need to write a catechism about why I am pursuing my PhD in creative writing
Oh, and earlier I was fearing that everyone at DU would hate me. I had my “but people in Milwaukee are nice!” moment, and realized that I was being silly especially when the voices of friends and family responded (not literally, of course, that would be creepy): “who could hate you?” “there are nice people everywhere” and “do we have that bad of a reputation?!”
In other news, tonight I hung out with Lighthouse writers and heard David Wroblewski give a reading.
Add comment November 23, 2008
Heaven
What I think heaven might look like:

Okay, not really. But, I do think, it might look something like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UIqQxNURcOs&feature=related
I believe in one holy church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins!
Add comment November 22, 2008
I Wanna Sing ~ Third Day
I Wanna Sing a Song For You Lord,
Lord For You I Wanna Sing a Song
I Wanna Lift My Voice to Heaven
And Listen to the Angels Sing Along
A Song of Your Faithfulness
A Song of Your Grace
And of Your Loving Kindness
To the Glory of Your Name
With Everything That Is in Me Lord
Listen to Me Say
I Wanna Sing a Song For You
I Wanna Sing a Song
I Wanna Live My Life For You Lord
Lord For You I Wanna Live My Life
And I Wanna Praise the Name of Jesus
And Pray of All Things Your Glorified
I Can Sing About You Mercy
And Sing About Your Love
Your Goodness Lord,
Your Righteousness
I Wanna Sing a Song
Holy Holy Holy
(We’ll Sing)holy Holy Holy
(We’ll Shout) Holy Holy Holy
Are You Lord Almighty
Add comment November 22, 2008
I Have Nothing to Blog About
Today, I have nothing to blog about.
And I am cranky about no Facebook.
So, instead, I will get my hair cut.
And focus on how I can work at making this blog more professional. Hmmm…
Add comment November 18, 2008
I Hate Blood
Mostly, I pass out whenever I see it. And, I do my civic duty by giving blood as regularly as possible, but the Red Cross has me tagged in the system as someone who “frequently passes out”.
In other news, I am reading John Milton and feel like I am giving blood.
Add comment November 17, 2008
Thanksgiving
Today, I am thankful for:
* People who make me laugh
* My younger sisters, Johanna and Grace
* Books
* Pumpkin sugar cookies
* Trampolines
* Doing flips on trampolines with a 12 and 10 year old, respectively
* Those years in gymnastics that allow me to still be able to do flips on trampolines
* The trampoline burn on my foot
* More books
* Oh, and people that make me laugh
Add comment November 15, 2008
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