Obedience and Latin Music
Sometimes, I really do feel crazy.
Did you see the movie Gladiator? At one point, Commodus, the insane emperor, says, "All my desires are splitting my head to pieces."
I don't think I'm quite as insane as he was, but my head does often feel split to pieces.
It was interesting: I was discussing a career summer camp with one of the ladies who's participating in setting it up. We were chatting about how a few wrenches were thrown in the project's gears. The lady said, "Don't be discouraged."
I mentioned it to her briefly, but I wanted to write more about it here: I had 0 discouragement when I heard of the new obstacles we would have to overcome. If I've learned anything this year, it's that consistent diligence in the same direction is unstoppable. A phrase my dad once quoted comes to mind: faith is "a long obedience in the same direction." (Which is probably where I got my wording.)
My faith has grown tremendously this year. By God's grace, I set my time more and more in His hands to mold as He wills. More and more, I see Him handing back some awesome craft, and I get to make it part of my life!
In other news, I have been reminded of my love for latin dancing and latin music. This song has been playing in my head over and over again. It was flamenco guitar that originally inspire my desire to play the guitar (via the film Desperado). I really need to record another song. Here's the first one I ever turned into a video. I'd really love to share another, but I don't have recording equipment or even a quiet place to record. Baby steps. I'll get there.
In other other news, Michael is stalling because I have burned him at the stake, but I don't know how vivid my descriptions should be. I definitely want his turmoil to be tangible, but I also don't want to freak people out. I did think about having him discover his traveling powers just before the fire gets him, but it seemed too formulaic. As I told a friend, I think he needs to discover his abilities more viscerally. I think he needs to be destroyed within an inch of his eradication, wrestle with death and emptiness, taste the potential fate of the world, and come back from it with full conviction.
Michael's potential fate reminds me of Kingdom Hearts 2 when Sora is turned into a heartless, a shadow. We will see where the story takes me. I'm looking forward to my masterpiece though about the elementals. That series will be unbelievably visceral.
But that's why I need to write at least two practice books before I start my series. I can't be clogging myself with hesitation and embarrassment. I want to show the dark state of the world, and the world is mighty dark. I read the first book in George R. R. Martin's series: Game of Thrones. I was impressed both by how gritty it was but also how well it was written. I think my series will be like a hybrid of Chronicles of Narnia and Game of Thrones—that is my aspiration anyway.
For now, I'm going to sit in front of Michael for a while and perhaps write more until I leave for tutoring.
Pip pip, cheerio.
Did you see the movie Gladiator? At one point, Commodus, the insane emperor, says, "All my desires are splitting my head to pieces."
I don't think I'm quite as insane as he was, but my head does often feel split to pieces.
It was interesting: I was discussing a career summer camp with one of the ladies who's participating in setting it up. We were chatting about how a few wrenches were thrown in the project's gears. The lady said, "Don't be discouraged."
I mentioned it to her briefly, but I wanted to write more about it here: I had 0 discouragement when I heard of the new obstacles we would have to overcome. If I've learned anything this year, it's that consistent diligence in the same direction is unstoppable. A phrase my dad once quoted comes to mind: faith is "a long obedience in the same direction." (Which is probably where I got my wording.)
My faith has grown tremendously this year. By God's grace, I set my time more and more in His hands to mold as He wills. More and more, I see Him handing back some awesome craft, and I get to make it part of my life!
In other news, I have been reminded of my love for latin dancing and latin music. This song has been playing in my head over and over again. It was flamenco guitar that originally inspire my desire to play the guitar (via the film Desperado). I really need to record another song. Here's the first one I ever turned into a video. I'd really love to share another, but I don't have recording equipment or even a quiet place to record. Baby steps. I'll get there.
In other other news, Michael is stalling because I have burned him at the stake, but I don't know how vivid my descriptions should be. I definitely want his turmoil to be tangible, but I also don't want to freak people out. I did think about having him discover his traveling powers just before the fire gets him, but it seemed too formulaic. As I told a friend, I think he needs to discover his abilities more viscerally. I think he needs to be destroyed within an inch of his eradication, wrestle with death and emptiness, taste the potential fate of the world, and come back from it with full conviction.
Michael's potential fate reminds me of Kingdom Hearts 2 when Sora is turned into a heartless, a shadow. We will see where the story takes me. I'm looking forward to my masterpiece though about the elementals. That series will be unbelievably visceral.
But that's why I need to write at least two practice books before I start my series. I can't be clogging myself with hesitation and embarrassment. I want to show the dark state of the world, and the world is mighty dark. I read the first book in George R. R. Martin's series: Game of Thrones. I was impressed both by how gritty it was but also how well it was written. I think my series will be like a hybrid of Chronicles of Narnia and Game of Thrones—that is my aspiration anyway.
For now, I'm going to sit in front of Michael for a while and perhaps write more until I leave for tutoring.
Pip pip, cheerio.
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