Superhero Me!


Woo Hoo! I finished it! Santiago’s In Trouble has 65,000 words! It started out as a Christian romance, but it got a bit confused. Now it’s part mystery, and part of a quest to find himself too. Meanwhile there are superheroes roaming around downtown Seattle and then going back and having a prayer meeting. They try to say they don’t fight crime, but they end up coming to the rescue because they can’t help themselves! I’m pleased with myself that I finished it, a whole week before NaNoWriMo, and get this! The NaNoWriMo theme this year is… SUPERHEROES! Isn’t that perfect?


The Mystery of Tatooine


There’s just one thing you want to do when you’re on Tatooine

That’s leave it, behind, as soon as possible.

There’s nothing much to see, and no one you care to know.

The dusty-scape burns the eyelids and the metal homes bake.

‘Get me a ship’ you cry, you ache; ‘I’ll even let a punky 12 year old,

Abandon his mother like a slave and Ben Hur a pointless race,

So I can get away from here!’

The only question is: why do we have to keep returning in all the movies?

There was truly, nothing more that could top the last thing worthy of sight.

Rey, in the new movies, show-boated her feminine superiority.

On Tatooine she was the coolest, and that just grew. She was the best pilot, too.

She had the force, of course, stronger than, well… anyone ever.

In fact, she didn’t need anyone else to get the job done. A few weak men could

Tag-along, if they liked, because she’s giving that way.

But back to Tatooine and the last thing to see there.

If you have a chance, and you’re stopping by the worst destination in space.

Take a look at Princess Leia, the true depiction of powerful womanhood.

Her brother is slashing the bad guys to bits outside, and the wookie is roaring.

Lando Calrissian pulls off the mask and Han got his eyesight back.

Bye bye, Boba Fett.

Meanwhile, inside, tiny five foot Leia, having nothing better to do,

Looks around.

She doesn’t have a blaster. She hasn’t connected to the force.

There’s no weapon in sight except for the chain-link leash around her neck.

So quietly, and on her own, she takes down Jabba the Hutt.

Then, having good sense, she grabs up the droids, the wookie, all the hot guys,

And leaves Tatooine behind.

Messed-Up Place


Old fashioned world of antique lace;

For you we’re punished today.

Behind the veil and the pearly-white face;

people were being oppressed.


Society marched in and rules were laws;

Overlords gained and workers lost.

God was used to support wealthy man’s cause;

Church-goers knew the cost.


Now the filmy lace is torn away;

Oppressors hoarding-all  revealed.

Victor’s write history they say;

But God instituted a certain rule.


Consequences come and secrets unfold;

Darkness doesn’t get to overtake.

Masks are crushed and guillotines scold;

The world purges Hitler and Hussein.


The wrong part was certainly wrong;

The bad overwhelmingly bad.

But must we lose the heavenly song;

As we fight the cause of the sad?


Through it all, I’m telling you true;

God did never forget.

Love is the way, kindness undue;

Mercy and patience at the end of the day.


Put your swords down for a while and see;

The hand of Jesus reaching out.

He loves us all, no colors or leanings debris;

Sinner and innocent mixed in one soul.






Dinner With 8 is Great


Here we are out to dinner at the Ladies Weekend Writer’s Retreat.

Our dear friend Sue (in the red sweater) hosted us at her house.


We’ve had large amounts of cocoa, coffee and of course, tea.


Here I am, in makeup, (On the left) since I was FORCED to have a makeover!


Lot’s of laughter, surrounded by beauty under the full moon, it’s been a very special weekend! And I got a lot of writing done too!



Isaiah 40:

28 Do you not know?
    Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
    and his understanding no one can fathom.
29 He gives strength to the weary
    and increases the power of the weak.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
    and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the Lord
    will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint.

I’m holding onto hope, my friends. I’m waiting to see His mercy at work on my prayers. I’ll never stop. I’ve followed Jesus since I was a teenager. I was an avid churchgoer for over 25 years. I’ve asked the Lord many questions that were answered. I’ve been on the mountaintop with His beauty raging all around me, and I’ve traveled through the desert. I’ve climbed Mundania wearing iron boots. My own lack of faith and zeal have humbled me. His incredible sweetness towards me has made me weep. I’ve had wonderful gifts from Him, my loves. Through it all He has truly been the strength of my life.