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Two Bestsellers!!
B r e a k i n g N e w s
We are incredibly blessed and pleased to announce Rebekah Lyn Books has TWO Amazon
BESTSELLERS!!
Clear Spring by DiVoran Lites is currently #5 in Free Christian Romance
Summer Storms by me, Rebekah Lyn is currently at #4 in paid Inspirational Romance
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Book Three
Book 1
The Light Comes On
Over the past few months, while I’ve been working on my novels, for the Florida Springs Trilogy, I’ve had many questions. Along the way, I pondered what makes a good path for excellent writing, and how to use my word processing program to help me along that path. I offer three of my musing for your delectation.
- What trigger can alert me that I’m writing myself into a passive voice?
- How can I disable spell/grammar checker’s correction about a single rule, one that I wish to ignore maybe forever?
- Is my spell/ grammar checker always right? I already knew the answer to that one. A friend sent me a funny list of things the computer thinks are right, but are not, and vice-versa. Today, however, I experienced a delightful example, so I want to share it with you.
A writer’s blog on polishing your own work helped with the first question. Look for the ings, it said, when you have an ing you may have a was or an is making the sentence passive. Suddenly I moved ahead. (Not suddenly, I was moving ahead.)
The next answer came from one of my mistakes. I polished away blithely clicking on the Ignore Rule unaware that I had shut off some of the suggestions for that document permanently. That works. If you don’t want contractions click on Ignore Rule. Novelists, who want their writing to sound casual, and to move the reader along, often go ahead and use contractions.
My example for the spell checker’s sometime frivolous pronouncements follows: in my poem, Woodrat the title had a red line under it. The top choice for a correction was woo drat. Since I don’t know what a woo drat is and don’t much care, I kept woodrat, even though it wasn’t strictly correct. After all, it is my poem.
When I was almost home, the sun shone suddenly in my eyes. As I slipped my sunglasses from my pocket, I realized that the Holy Spirit who lives in me knows all about writing and everything else. He answers when I ask for His help with the smallest, seemingly most unimportant matters. In other words, the light always goes on, sometimes immediately, sometimes later. I rejoice.
I also take suggestion from people. Do you have any? Please be gentle. Please, don’t tell me about commas. I have an exterior editor for that.
Arise; shine, for your light has come. Isaiah 60:1
My Once a Year Neighbor
About once a year, I walk past Annie’s house on my way home from my walk when she’s out. We like each other a lot and always have a delightful conversation. This has been going on for about twenty-five years.
Every year we look different, older, of course. We’ve talked about our kids and our lives. Mostly Annie talks, I listen… fascinated. Today we compared our ages. She says she’s going to be eighty this year and she’s glad of it. When she turned 79 she felt like kids do on their 16, 18, or 21st birthdays. “I’ve made it, she says.”
I feel the same way. I’ve made it too, with no major tragedies and my health intact. I was even more interested than usual to hear what Annie had to say. Listening to her was like taking a ride on a cloud. “People are looking to politics and the church to make them happy,” she says. “Those don’t work. Only God can get us through. He loves us unconditionally!”
I heartily agreed. I agreed with everything she said. “If I can help somebody, I do. These kids these days are so smart. I’m going down, but I still have my mind. That’s the most important thing. All of us are going to die. I don’t have any complaints about that, but I’m doing okay while I’m still here. (She has diabetes and kidney failure.)
There we were two neighbors who see each other rarely, but who were in perfect accord on the things that mean the most in life. We could talk on for a long time and never get upset with each other , though we have different opinions on surface matters. When it was time to part we hugged each other gently. We know life is short. We know the last time we saw each other could well be the last time we’ll ever see each other. If she goes, first I’m going to miss her a lot. She has always just been there on the corner. Funny too, when you think about it. She’s black, I’m white, she’s left I’m right, she’s Jehovah’s Witness, I’m interdenominational. I guess it proves that love and respect on a personal level is what really counts. If we can’t sort anything else out, at least we know that much…
Matthew 22:36-40
New International Version (NIV)
36 “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?”
37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.”