For my first ever Wright’s Writing Corner entry (I realize it should be Lamplighter’s Writing Corner, but that doesn’t sound as good), I have a guest blog by my husband, John C. Wright, in which he shares his insights on becoming a writer. Most of you probably know, but John is the author of nine…
Again…only of interest to those who would like to join us in prayer:
This is the week that I unveil my new Wednesday Writing Blog. The debut article will be by John…his writing tips for new writers. He offered and it seemed like a nice idea.
There is a little girl in the Hope Project in China (an effort to find permenant homes for older children) whose time is about to run out. In a couple of months, she turns fourteen and will no longer be elegible for adoption. Our agency is asking for prayers that she find her forever home…
Juss, coming home from Taekwando: "My heel is my great weakness, like Odysseus." Mommy: "Er…I think you mean Achillies."
Mommy: "You’re wet. Was it from the balloons?" Juss, sadly, "Yeah, plus my yoyo exploded again." (We made water balloon yoyo’s today.)
John and I will be signing books together one weekend in September (We’ve talked about this for years, but this is the first time it will actually happen!) Saturday, September 19th — Barnes and Nobles, MacArthur Center, Norfolk at 1:00 Sunday, September 20th — Barns and Nobles, Duke of Glouster Street (William and Mary) WIlliamsburg at 1:00 Should…
Prospero Lost is now available for pre-order. Coolation!
We set off fireworks last night with my brother and my mom. As a joke, my brother named the various boxes he lit off after magicians and philosophers. When we came to the very last one, we asked him who this one is. After some thought, he declared it: "Galadriel." Juss asked, "Whose that?" I whispered back,…
Looking up the Swedish child Pop, I came upon this which sums up a lot of my observations on the matter, only much more so: In 2007, a young woman named Cordelia wrote about her unisex childhood in Sweden. She noted that at adolescence it was no longer possible to pretend that the sexes were the same,…