The Beginning of the End

Part 1 comes to a close today, but the story is in no way over. It is just getting started! Now I have to say that I am not writing a tragedy, but bittersweet endings are harder to come by than I would like. Stories that end with everybody living happily ever after are nice, but I like a little heartbreak, some loss–things that stick with you and make you wonder what could have been done differently to achieve that happily ever after.

That being said, NO character is safe from death in my writing. Not knowing if the very person I am rooting for will actually succeed or die before they can achieve their goals if what keeps me on the edge of my seat. I may be writing a Dystopianish Sci-fi Fantasy, but I believe even the most ridiculously outlandish stories can have grounded life lessons to be learned within them, if you have the eyes to see it.

Sometimes the author does not even see what they have truly created, and that is amazing to witness. When the Spirit comes through your writing, weaving things together that you are unaware of is a sight to behold. It has happened to me a few times, and I never cease to be amazed when I learn something from the words my own hand has written when I go back and really read it.

God can use anything to speak to us. A religious mindset will tell you that you can only learn ‘God’s ways’ through ‘Godly’ things, but I have heard secular music with a deeper hidden meaning than a generic contemporary worship song. I have heard hypocrisy come from a ‘righteous’ man’s mouth, and bible truth from the man the ‘righteous’ would call hell bound. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, despite what it may look like on the outside. Some of the oldest, most worn-out books that have pages falling out are the most insightful.

First drafts can just start to flow, and you get caught in the whirlwind of the story. Then when you start editing, and seeing what you have written, you may be amazed. Even if the grammar and spelling is not on point yet, beauty in the raw can be found, a diamond in the rough. With a little touching up, peeling away the unneeded layers, and fixing technicalities, you are left with a diamond ready for display on jewelry, or other beautiful and precious things that make it more valuable than in its original state, or by itself.

I am a believer that we are all born with certain gifts, or talents, from God, but it is our job to hone those skills. They may be God-given, but that just means he has given us the capability to do thing others may not be able to do as easily, or at all. But be warned–those gifts were given for a reason, and it is up to us to master and use them.

Lesson #1: Underdeveloped, or neglected, gifts can become a curse. We cannot think that because we have a certain gift that we can just sit back and wait for the time to use it. It is true in a sense that if you don’t use it, you lose it. Maybe not forever, but practice makes perfect, and without that practice the edge of that gift becomes dull. You may always be able to ride a bike, because you never forget, but if you spend twenty years having never touched a bike, when you get back on one, you will be wobbly, you may even fall a few times, before you really get the feel of it again. It has been over tens years since I have been on a skateboard, and even though I know I can ride one (I was never one for tricks, so don’t get a grandiose idea that I was a young Tony Hawk, because you will be disappointed), I also know that I will most likely bust my butt once or twice if I decide to hop back on one.

Lesson #2: The best thing isn’t always the easiest. The easiest thing to do, for me, would be to lay around in bed all day, but it is not the best thing for my family, or myself even though it may feel good. I have to suck it up, despite the lack of sleep because my son will still not sleep through the night, or I stayed up too late reading in the peace and quiet while everyone was sleeping, and get up. If I were to shirk my responsibilities as a wife and mother, my husband would most likely become resentful, and my son would feel neglected, so the easiest thing for me to do ends in the last thing I want to happen. All too often, we refuse to look beyond ourselves, and see where our choices will ultimately take us, because we want the easy route. But life isn’t easy, and the path we should take is actually very narrow and easy to miss. That wide, smooth path will only lead to ruin in the long run.

Lesson #3: Between a rock and a hard place, the choices presented can all be catastrophic. Now this is a hard one to swallow, because we would all like to think that if we can make those hard decisions to better ourselves and the lives of the people around us, then in the long run everything will be fine, but that isn’t true. Sometimes we come to a place where every decision we are presented with can hurt us in one way or another. Lesson #1 may come in to play here, depending on your personal gifts. But for those gifted with insight and discerning, if you have not honed that skill, or maybe you did once upon a time, but have neglected it, it can become a curse when you call upon it and try to use it in a dark situation. You will not be able to see which of the bad is actually worse, and what bad can birth good. Without having honed that gift, you may think you are making the right choice. Then when it is all said and done, you are left wondering what in the world happened.

Blood 4 Honor: Part 1. Epilogue (offline-in editing process)

I will continue making blog posts during my writing hiatus, but I will not be posting any more B4H chapters until April. Leave me a comment with any topics you are interested in.

Many blessings,
Emma Lee

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