Notable Quotes by Authors

I happened to be doing some surfing the other day (can’t you just picture me hanging ten in some totally narly surf?) and came across a web site that had a list of quotes from well known authors. I decided to share some of them with my friends...

‘Everyone walks past a thousand story ideas a day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don’t see any’ – Orson Scott Card

It is the writer who might catch the imagination of young people, and plant a seed that will flower and come to fruition’ – Isaac Asimov

The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this notion rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn't require any. – Russell Baker

It took me fifteen years to discover I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by that time I was too famous – Robert Benchley

If you have other things in your life -- family, friends, and good, productive day work -- these can interact with your writing and the sum will be all the richer. – David Brin

If you write one story, it may be bad; but if you write a hundred, you have the odds in your favour. – Edgar Rice Burroughs.

It is perfectly okay to write garbage--as long as you edit brilliantly. – C J Cherryh

My task...is, by the power of the written word to make you hear, to make you feel - it is, before all, to make you see. That - and no more - and it is everything. – Joseph Conrad

Never throw up on an editor. – Ellen Datlow

There is no mistaking the dismay on the face of a writer who has just heard that his brain child is a deformed idiot. – L. Sprague de Camp

People on the outside think there's something magical about writing, that you go up in the attic at midnight and cast the bones and come down in the morning with a story, but it isn't like that. You sit in front of the typewriter and you work, and that's all there is to it. – Harlan Ellison

It begins with a character, usually, and once he stands up on his feet and begins to move, all I can do is trot along behind him with a paper and pencil trying to keep up long enough to put down what he says and does. – William Faulkner

When writing a novel, that’s pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy words, so all in all it was a pretty good day.' – Neil Gainman

Half of being smart is knowing what you're dumb at. – David Gerrold

Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamppost how it feels about dogs. – Christopher Hampton

To be a writer is to sit down at one's desk in the chill portion of every day, and to write; not waiting for the little jet of the blue flame of genius to start from the breastbone - just plain going at it, in pain and delight. To be a writer is to throw away a great deal, not to be satisfied, to type again, and then again, and once more, and over and over.... – John Hersey

It is advantageous to an author that his book should be attacked as well as praised. Fame is a shuttlecock. If it be struck at one end of the room, it will soon fall to the ground. To keep it up, it must be struck at both ends. – Samuel Johnson

James Blish told me I had the worst case of "said bookism" (that is, using every word except said to indicate dialogue). He told me to limit the verbs to said, replied, asked, and answered and only when absolutely necessary. – Anne McCaffrey

We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to. – Somerset Maugham

Prune what is turgid, elevate what is commonplace, arrange what is disorderly, introduce rhythm where the language is harsh, modify where it is too absolute. – Marcus Fabius Quintilianus, circa 65 A.D.

Engrave this in your brain: EVERY WRITER GETS REJECTED. You will be no different. – John Scalzi

The first chapter sells the book; the last chapter sells the next book. – Mickey Spillane

As for the adjective, when in doubt leave it out. – Mark Twain

No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader's intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing. – E. B. White

I never want to see anyone, and I never want to go anywhere or do anything. I just want to write. – P. G. Wodehouse

And a few of my favourites ...

A blank piece of paper is God's way of telling us how hard it to be God. – Sydney Sheldon

All writing comes by the grace of God – Ralph Waldo Emerson

First, find out what your hero wants, then just follow him – Ray Bradbury

‘Books aren’t written, they’re rewritten – including your own. It is one of the hardest things to accept, especially after the 7^th rewrite hasn’t quite done it’ -- Michael Chrichton

‘I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by’ – Douglas Adams

http://www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/quotes.html#c

Surprised by Answered Prayer

W

hen God answers our prayers, what is our reaction? Do we immediately thank Him joyfully, telling others about it, or are we surprised that He answered; maybe even think, ‘what a coincidence!’

It was like that for the early church when Peter was taken prisoner by Herod. Here’s Peter, in prison, chained up with not one but two chains, and guarded by no less than four squads of soldiers; that’s sixteen altogether.

The church gathered together in prayer – not just any prayer, but the Bible tells us, “but the church was earnestly praying to God for him”Acts 12:5. Yet when Peter turns up at the door of home where they were gathered, they didn’t believe it when a servant girl named Rhoda ran and told them he was at the door. In fact, they said, “you’re nuts” Acts 12:15 (paraphrased) and when she kept on insisting it was Peter at the door, they said, “it must be his angel.” In other words: Nope, it can’t be Peter; he must be dead and his angel is knocking at the door.

So poor old Peter keeps knocking...and knocking and when they finally answered the door and see that it really is Peter, “they were astonished.” Hello, I mean, what’s going on here? This is the early church some of whom would have actually walked and talked with Jesus personally and even seen His miracles, Holy Spirit work through them, and how they sometimes weren’t surprised by what God did, it makes me realise they aren’t so very different to us. God still answers prayer today, and Christians are still sometimes amazed when He does, but we keep praying.

When God answers our prayers, we should be amazed. Not because we didn’t think He would answer our prayers, but amazed over and over again at the greatness and goodness of the God of all creation who loved us so much, that He gave His only Son to die in our place and adopted us as His dearly loved children.

Weekend of Victory

Crucifixion was the most painful, cruel, and degrading form of capital punishment in the Roman world. It was a death sentence reserved for slaves, non- Roman citizens and the very worst of criminals. Suspended from the cross by nails 11.5 centimetres long (4.53 inches) through wrist and ankle (angled down through the heel) the victim hung naked in their humiliation, openly reviled, mocked and cursed by onlookers. This humiliation would have increased further when the victim had to urinate or defecate in full view of the onlookers.

Christ suffered this death for you and for me.

In Old Testament times, the High Priest would pass through the heavy curtain into the Holy of Holies—once a year—to make sacrifices for their own sin and the sins of the people. When Jesus was crucified—at the very moment of His death, the curtain of the temple ripped in two from top to bottom, forever opening the way for us to enter into the Holy of Holies. Jesus is our Great High Priest, but he does not need to enter behind the veil each year to make sacrifices for us. “He did not enter by means of the blood of goats and calves; but he entered the Most Holy Place once for all by His own blood, thus obtaining eternal redemption.” Hebrews 9:12

Don’t pass over the tearing of the curtain in the temple as just a coincidence, or something that just happened; it could only have happened by the power of God, for the curtain weighed about four ton, and needed 300 men to hold it up.

The disciples and the women, who ministered to Jesus in His three years of work, were devastated. The One they loved, the One they put their hope was in was dead. He had been taken down from the cross and placed in a tomb. It was finished.

Jesus, had uttered those words Himself, “It is finished.” But His words didn’t have the same meaning as the disciples’ thoughts of “it is finished...it’s all over.”

This weekend is about winning; this weekend is about victory. It is about peace in the midst of chaos, joy in the midst of pain, it is about the defeat of Satan and our freedom guaranteed.

Today is Friday, but Sunday is coming.

Let the celebrations begin!

Blessed or a Blessing

Recently, I was reading about Joseph. You know about Joseph—spoilt, indulged, rich kid—favourite son of Jacob and Rachel. Sold by his jealous brothers to some Midianite traders on their way to Egypt, Joseph eventually rose from slave to ruler of all Egypt, second only to Pharaoh himself.

Joseph went through some testing times, but never lost faith in God. Joseph’s parents may have spoilt him, and his brothers may have despised him, but God favoured him.

How do we feel when God favours our friends? When He showers them with gifts, or puts them in positions of honour? Do we rejoice with them and join in their excitement, or do we react like Joseph’s brothers with bitterness and jealousy because God doesn’t do the same for us?

My best friend of thirty-plus years is a great example of just how much God blesses and favours His children in very tangible ways. When Jan’s husband died suddenly from a heart attack at the age of fifty-one, she lost everything—the family business, their car, and their home. Yet around this same time, a ‘granny flat’ at the rear of a local Christian organization became vacant and my friend had a roof over her head.

Not long after that, she came into some money and was able to buy a new car.
About four years ago, my youngest daughter and her husband were looking for someone to rent a property they’d bought in the local area and guess who, at the same time, was about to have to move from the ‘granny flat’ because the Christian organization was going to be sold and would once again be homeless—yes, my friend.

As a result, Jan went from living in a converted garage with a tin roof—stifling hot in summer and freezing cold in winter—to a lovely three-bedroom house with a greenhouse, a rose garden and plenty of room for a vegetable garden. My friend was now worried how she would furnish her new home—the few pieces of furniture she had wouldn’t go very far, but the Father never does anything by half and she soon had more furniture than she knew what to do with.

A couple of years ago I won a new flat-screen TV at my work’s Christmas party. I had no use for a second TV, but guess who’s TV had just died? There are so many other instances where the Lord has showered blessings upon my friend—sometimes small, and sometimes…well, sometimes huge. Like last year when my youngest daughter and her husband were going to England with their three children to visit my son-in-law’s relatives. They paid for my friend’s ticket so she could go with them and visit her brother who had not long had major heart surgery.

Am I jealous of her? No, of course not, but I must admit, I sometimes ask God why He seems to bless her so regularly. I can almost hear Him chuckle as He says, “Well, you gave her the TV, it was your children who paid for her trip to England, and it was you who gave her extra money to take with her.”

I sigh and try to argue (albeit halfheartedly) that we didn’t really have much choice in the matter because it was He who had laid it on our hearts to do those things.

God blesses us every day and sometimes we’re too busy to notice. My friend notices though, and loves telling people just how much God blesses her. Some people will just shrug and put it down to coincidence—sadly, even Christians. We can bless others too, with our prayers, with our words and with our actions.

Blessed or a blessing? I think we’re definitely both.

Christ was alone so we won't be.

Has it ever felt to you that God was far away? Sometimes this can be a result of our own straying from Him and other times it’s just not explainable. One night recently, I awoke with a real sense of terror. It was as if some malevolent force was pressing in on me. The Bible talks about this very thing in Psalm 91:5 when it says, “You will not be afraid of the terror by night”, well, let me tell you, I was afraid—but not for long, because the Holy Spirit brought this verse to mind, and the moment I prayed, asking the Father to shelter me under the shadow of His wing, and surround me with His angels, the sense of evil went away.

And yet, our feeling apart from God is not necessarily a bad thing—especially when it makes us run to Him for forgiveness or protection. It all seems to be part of our living as imperfect creatures in a fallen world. We may not like it but it is part of our condition. Not so, however, with Jesus.

Jesus lived in perfect agreement with his Father, an unbroken consciousness of His presence—absolute light and no darkness—until Passover, when he was about 33 years old. That day, he suffered the horror of being forsaken and abandoned by his Father. This is the one and only time in the gospels that Jesus doesn't call God "Father".

It is as if the entire mass of the darkness of the sins of the world had descended on Jesus and completely blotted out the light of his Father's love, support and presence. God has turned His back. Not because He was repulsed by His Son, but because at that time, His son was bearing the hideous weight of our sin and rebellion against God. Something God, in His holiness, cannot look upon. The Amplified Bible puts it this way, “And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? Which means, My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me [deserting Me and leaving Me helpless and abandoned]?” Mark 15:34

Jesus suffered absolute separation from God. And he did it for us. He went through it so we wouldn't have to. If we ever think we don't need Christ’s grace and mercy, if we think we are good enough by our own efforts, then we scoff at His indescribable suffering.

Christ suffered all of this, so we can enjoy not only the pleasures of heaven, but also His presence for eternity.

Grandchildren are your reward...for not strangling your kids!

Today is the 22nd day of Autumn, and the temperature is a beautiful 74 degrees. This is a stark contrast to Saturday when it was 98.6.

Saturday was my youngest of five grandchildren's 3rd birthday. Eliza had been up since dawn and was making the most of the day. Helium balloons covered the ceiling like an upside down garden of pink flowers, and a pile of presents sat in one corner of the room waiting for the children to wear themselves out enough to sit quietly while the birthday girl opened her gifts.

Apart from Eliza's older brother and sister, Sam aged 5 and Bella aged 8, there were 10 adults and 11 children in various stages of meltiness when the air-conditioner decided it couldn't cope. The children, as usual, fared much better than the adults and ran around like lunatics. The only time they slowed down was when they were eating and when my oldest granddaughter, thirteen-year-old Emma, organised a game of "Dead Ants". This is a wonderful game, which I am sure all the parents appreciated. Emma counted to five and shouted, "Dead Ants." The kids all had to drop to the ground where they were and not move or make a sound until she said, "Ants alive."

Needless to say, there was a lot of giggling coming from the dead ants as they waited for their resurrection and could chase one another around the lounge room until the command 'dead ants' was once again given.

The birthday girl announced today, that she wanted another party because the other one was so much fun and her friends could all come again and they would eat cake and ice cream, but they didn't need to bring her more presents.

This coming Thursday, Eliza starts pre-school one day a week. That she is looking forward to going is an understatement, for one day last week, she woke at midnight, dressed herself, put on her school hat and her backpack, picked up her lunch bag and demanded that her daddy, who was still up watching TV, take her to school. Daddy did manage to convince her that the teachers were all asleep, but not until he took her into the backyard and showed her the moon and stars.

Children grow up far too quickly. Eliza is my baby, and I doubt there will be any more grandchildren-unless God decides otherwise-and in two years time when she goes to big school, my services as a babysitter will no longer be required except when Mummy needs to go shopping on her own.

Psalm 127:3 says, "Behold, children are a gift of the LORD," and I reckon with Grandchildren that goes double. So, in the meanwhile, I'll continue to thank God for them. I'll continue to pray that they each come to a saving knowledge of Christ, and I will love them, play with them and generally let them twist me around their little (and sometimes not so little) fingers.

How Do You Celebrate Lent?

Believe it or not, the custom of Lent has been around for some 4000 years. Many people, both Christians and non-Christians, think Lent is taught in the Bible, that it is taken from Christ’s forty days of being tempted by Satan in the wilderness, it is not.

Lent is a period of 40 days self-denial commencing on Ash Wednesday. The word “Lent” comes from the old Anglo-Saxon word “Lencten” which means the “spring” of the year (Encyclopedia Britannica).

Why the confusion? Well, according to Cassian in the fifth century, “there was no observance of Lent; but when men began to decline from the apostolic fervor of devotion, then the priests in general agreed to recall them from secular cares by a canonical law of fasting…” (Antiquities of the Christian Church Book 21, chapter 1)

Fasting, or abstaining from certain foods, was imposed AFTER the days of the apostles—by the authority of the priests.

Lent is not of Biblical origin. It did not originate with Christ. It entered the Roman World of Christianity in the second century.

Lent however, goes back much further, and is mentioned in the Old Testament. It was part of the annual festival in commemorating the death and resurrection of Tammuz, the pagan Babylonian Messiah. For forty days prior to the feast of Tammuz, the pagans held their Lenten season. Ezekiel describes it vividly in Ezekiel 8:13-14.

But why did the church at Rome institute such a pagan holiday?

Alexander Hislop, in his book “The Two Babylons” wrote, “To conciliate the Pagans to nominal Christianity, Rome, pursuing its usual policy, took measures to get the Christian and Pagan festivals amalgamated, and, by a complicated but skillful adjustment of the calendar, it was found no difficult matter, in general, to get Paganism and Christianity—now far sunk in idolatry—in this as in so many other things, to shake hands”.

The Roman church replaced Passover with Easter, moving the pagan Feast of Tammuz to early spring, “Christianizing” it. Lent moved with it.

Hislop also says, “This change of the calendar in regard to Easter was attended with momentous consequences. It brought into the Church the grossest corruption and the rankest superstition in connection with the abstinence of Lent’”

But what does it matter if Easter and lent are ancient pagan festivals, isn’t it okay if we use them to honor Christ? It doesn’t matter what we thinks, it DOES matter what God thinks.

God warned the children of Israel in Deuteronomy 12:30-32, “30 and after they have been destroyed before you, be careful not to be ensnared by inquiring about their gods, saying, "How do these nations serve their gods? We will do the same." 31 You must not worship the LORD your God in their way, because in worshiping their gods, they do all kinds of detestable things the LORD hates. They even burn their sons and daughters in the fire as sacrifices to their gods. 32 See that you do all I command you; do not add to it or take away from it.

Should we accept, encourage and try and sanitize something God calls an abomination? Or do we like Joshua declare “But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your forefathers served beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD." (Joshua 12:24)