Don Knotts, Nervous Weatherman

This may seem disconnected with anything else on the blog, but Don Knotts, particularly in the show Andy Griffith, is a huge part of our family. We found this video a few nights ago and I wanted to share it with everyone.


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Four of my Favorite Noveling Songs

Just for you all, here’s some music I LOVE when writing. Note, all four videos will lead you to more great music, which is why I’m able to limit this post to only four.


At 25,000 and counting!

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Invites are out! Camp NaNoWriMo is Next!

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Come one, come all and join in the insanity! As I have long mourned, National Novel Writing Month only happens once a year, but Camp NaNoWriMo happens twice:D Once in April, again in July. I’m planning on doing it in April and if enough of you join me for July, I just may go for that one too. :D

I’ve chosen the story I’m going to use in April already, and I’ve already done a large chunk of planning and deciding things. However! You know my rule, I won’t write the outline until a week until April. (I’ve decided lately that I am a strict outliner who is getting every detail made before the draft–because I hate revising.)

What: Writing one 50,000-word novel from scratch in a month’s time.

Who: You! We can’t do this unless we have some other people trying it as well. Let’s write laughably awful yet lengthy prose together.

Why:  The reasons are endless! To actively participate in one of our era’s most enchanting art forms! To write without having to obsess over quality. To be able to make obscure references to passages from our novels at parties. To be able to mock real novelists who dawdle on and on, taking far longer than 30 days to produce their work.

When: You can sign up anytime to add your name to the roster. Writing begins 12:00:01 AM on April 1, and again on July 1. To be added to the official list of winners, you must reach the 50,000-word mark by 11:59:59 PM on the last day of the month. Once your novel has been verified by our web-based team of robotic word counters, the partying begins!

Come join us in the land of the bold, the ambitious, the relentless; come spend a month of wild literary abandon at Camp NaNoWriMo 2012!

Click the picture and zap to your writing camp where words get written and books come out!
Camp NaNoWriMo - An idyllic writers retreat, smack-dab in the middle of your crazy life.
-ELBUB55CLGRL22LELUVSfun, camp, marshmellows, writinggloves, singingaroundthefire, tinwhistles, deepcharacters, burntwood, rain, grassafterastorm, freshnightair, huggingpeople, dancing, bangingpans, stomping, andsleeping.
P.S. I want to know who is doing it! I won’t let you quit that way.

God’s glorious patterns in nature

So yeah, I’m a girl with no guts at all, but I’m also the kind of girl who will feel along her jawbone while opening and shutting her mouth to feel it move. Or I’ll look at my pupils carefully in the mirror and then slowly rock my head back and forth to watch my eyeballs move. I’ve felt myself over carefully and I know how far back my teeth go, where my nose turns to bone, how my fingers move in their sockets, how far back my arm moves without hurting, how to pop my big toe, what stretches what, and so on. Don’t get the wrong idea, I don’t like biology, but I do greatly feel just what a marvelous thing it was when God made men. Made them! And he had no model body to work on, no instructions to follow, and gosh! I find it hard enough to knit a sweater!

I also like logic and I like patterns. When you knit, you stick the working needle through the other, wrap yarn around the working needle, pull the needle out with the yarn, and slip the used stitch off the lazy needle, and upon continuation, a blanket is made. In an ecosystem you have photosynthesis, the plants and organisms turn carbon dioxide into oxygen that we and other creatures turn into cardon dioxide, and we trade back and forth, and the world keeps on turning. While walking, you balance on one foot while moving the other forward, then placing your weight on that foot move the other one forward, and you walk. In your blood flow, blood is pumped out through your arteries and comes back through your veins, it all circulates and your heart keeps pumping. You breathe in, you breathe out, you burn oxygen, and you keep living. See! It’s just cool, that’s all.

To me everything just sort of chants out a rhythm and the world spins and the stars fly and time whirls and God stays in control. Too cool. That’s why I read a Psalm like Psalm 19 and am overjoyed. Yeah, you know that one. The beginning goes–

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour out speech; night after night they display knowledge.
There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out to all the earth, their words to the ends of the earth

And then I watched this video awhile back by Louie Giglio who seems just as excited about it as he gets a whole pattern and beat going. If there’s anything I like better than patterns, it’s music, by far. This so blew me up…and I fell in love with whales immediately. 😀


-Electric Bubbles

Sorry about that rambling.

On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness, #1 in the Wingfeather Saga

Our family has finished reading the third book in this series so I’m writing a short review to encourage others to read it. Really, it’s great!

You may know Andrew Peterson as a contemporary Christian music artist, but did you know he is an author, and one of the best?

At every turn Andrew Peterson surprises you again until your mind begins coming up with crazy, bizarre things that might happen next, but of course you stop yourself with a laugh; “That’s too crazy to happen.” It never is! I look forward to forgetting everything so i can read it all again.

Janner, Tink, and Leeli Igiby live in a little town of Glipwood, next to the dark sea of darkness. They were happy (except for the Fangs that now guarded the town, ever since the Great War, swaggering about and taking children as leasure) until now, and it started with the Dragon Day festival. Meanwhile, Gnag the Nameless is searching all over Scree for the Jewels of Anniera that will enable him to conquer Glipwood, Scree, and possibly the world.

The beginning may take off a bit slow, but I was too busy laughing and rolling my eyes at Andrew Peterson to notice. (In a good way, mind you; he’s really quite funny.)

I give the whole series a hearty five stars and would recommend it to anybody. Now that I’ve finished reading all three books I’m dying for the forth. None of the endings really leave off at big cliff hangers, now that I think about it, but I still couldn’t wait for the next. But now I must. *sigh* Poor, me. 😦

Andrew Peterson has really written a soon be classic that will inevitably be passed from generation to generation. On the very first page you are told in plain words that this is unlike any book you have every read, and if you laughed at the title, you won’t believe what’s inside.

And to anyone who asks, I must say my favorite character is Peet, Nugget, or Podo.


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