Guess what today is!!! It’s Thoughtful Thursday! And I nearly forgot to post! Thank you, Donna, for being our guest today. Let’s jump right in, shall we?
What is the inspiration behind your writing?
I rely completely on the Holy Spirit to inspire and direct my writing. He will give me an idea, and I will sit with Him in prayer to write down the outline. My favorite writing times are the times I wake up in the middle of the night, and He has given me an entire story line, a complete outline, or the next part of a story I am working on, and I can write it all down like I’m taking dictation. For example, my husband asked me to write a children’s story to go along with some materials he was developing to work with trauma survivors of the Haitian earthquake. I prayed for help with the story before I went to bed, and at 3 am, I woke up and the Holy Spirit had given me the whole story in my head. It took me four hours to write it all down. Because He is my help in writing, I feel at peace with what I have written, knowing I have done my best to convey what He wants me to present.
When is your favorite time to write? Do you need quiet, or can you write no matter the noise?
I prefer quiet, although I am one of those people who can hyper-focus, so I am able to write when there is noise. My husband and I often spend “writing days” at our cabin in the mountains because of the peace and quiet.
If you could sit down with any author and ask them a question, who would it be and what would you ask?
I would choose C. S. Lewis, my favorite author, and I would ask him about his inspiration and how he came to have so much incredible insight about Jesus (having been an atheist prior to his interactions with J. R. R. Tolkien). I would love to just sit with him and listen to him talk.
What’s next for your writing?
I just finished the second book in a three-book speculative fiction series called Whisperers. Hopefully, Sky Light Rises, Book Two in the series, will release in July. Currently, I am writing a Bible study. The working title is Seeking Treasures, but that title may change as I go along. The study is based on Jesus’ parables of the priceless pearl and the treasure in the field. After that, I will start on Whisperers Book Three.
Do you have a favorite Bible verse? Something you find yourself coming back to again and again?
My absolute favorite single verse is Galatians 5:1 – It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. My favorite section of Scripture is I Corinthians 9:24-27 – Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore, I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.
If you could travel anywhere in the world for book research, where would you go and what would you be researching?
I would go back to New Zealand, just because the beauty of that country is inspiring and fills me with joy. I would love to stay there for several months and do nothing but write and enjoy God’s creation.
What advice would you give to aspiring authors?
The enemy doesn’t want you to say what God has for you to write, and he will do anything within his power to deceive you into thinking your writing isn’t good enough, you have nothing to say, and you’re going to fail. Don’t listen to him. He will throw what if’s at you, and he will whisper lies in your ears. Don’t listen to him. If God has put the desire to write in your heart, He wants you to write, and He has equipped you for His purposes in your writing. So, write with the assurance you are prepared and able, and do not let fear stop you.
The following is an excerpt from the beginning of Sky Light Rises: Whisperers Book Two, releasing in July.
Nikani knelt beside Amadah’s body, splayed on the Chalcedi makeshift altar like slaughtered game. His tears dripped slowly from his eyes and landed on Amadah’s chest, but he did not make a sound. He lifted her arms, dislocated from the hanging, and laid them gently across her chest, brushing the dirt from around her fingernails. Her beautiful auburn hair, always unruly, was smeared across her forehead and face, plastered down with sweat and blood. Nikani tried to smooth the stray strands back from her face, but in the process, he caught a glimpse of her empty, cloudy eyes, and the realization she was truly gone hit him full force. His head fell to his chest, his shoulders heaved, and he gasped out gut-wrenching sobs.
Alatha and Kai stood before the bonfire, gripping each other tightly against the horror of the loss of Alana, Alatha’s sister and Kai’s lover. The rest of the surviving Jasperi appeared to be in shock, staring at nothing, paralyzed.
The Jacinthi were clustered together around the altar where Aleshanee lay. Only a couple of Jacinthi had met Amadah, and those who had did not know her well, but they had gotten to know little Aleshanee, who was a friend to everyone. They wept silent tears. With Aleshanee, Amadah, and Kindra gone, no one seemed to know what to do.
Yiska waddled over to Aleshanee’s body, stretched out on display. He looked back to Enla, who was weeping in despair. “We can’t leave her like this,” he moaned.
His words roused Angeni, the Jacinthi leader, who was collapsed onto the ravaged dirt, weeping bitterly. She rose slowly. “No, we cannot,” she replied to Yiska.
Kacina spoke to the group. “We know only what Kindra said to us before the end: only the words can reconnect the worlds. We must listen to the words. We need to follow what the ancient texts tell us to do.”
“We cannot stay here,” Kwania spoke up. “This site is even more poisonous than our mountain. We must move on, or we will begin to experience the effects of the toxicity. And who knows what the Amthysti device did to the atmosphere.”
“Nothing,” Enla muttered. “It did nothing. Don’t you see? Didn’t you understand? That’s why Kindra brought us here. That’s why she died. She died to save this world from destruction and to save us from the aftereffects of that thing going off. She used her power to contain its effects and to spare this world from its results.
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