The results are finally in for the Contest in Creativity. Thanks to all those that entered. It was a difficult decision. Below are the individual winners for each picture. The winner of the 2GB Flash Drive was determined by putting those names in a hat and letting my son pick a winner.
And the winner is:
Cathy Witbeck - The Light - Picture #2
Here are the individual winners:
Picture #1 - Strange Love - Randy McNeely
Oh my dear prince! What do I do?
For now you smell like skunky pooh!
Where hugging you was once such fun,
Your scent now makes me want to run.
How can I ever think to marry,
Somebody who smells so scary?
Before our honeymoon was done,
I might go looking for a gun.
No, my dear prince, it will not do,
I must, my love, now part with you.
To do so, though, will break my heart;
So now I’ve come back to the start.
Oh my dear prince! What do I do?
For now you smell like skunky pooh!
Picture #2 - The Light - Cathy Witbeck
The cavern is cool.
My heart is cold.
Darkness fills my soul.
Then light breaks through,
Could it be hope?
Will there be someone to hold?
My fingers are warm.
Light touches my soul.
Hope reaches my heart at last.
Picture #3 - Shadows Over Red - Maure Albert
My pride presumptuously playing,
No thought
of Eternal design.
Now strong shame shackles,
pre-paration
for Everlasting mercy.
Thanks again for everyone that entered my contest. You can see the pictures in the post below.
Aug 24, 2008
Aug 15, 2008
What's My Position
I received a phone call yesterday that blew my socks off. I have been serving on the board of directors for Idaho Parents Unlimited, Inc. for about a year now. They are a non-profit organizatin that provides advocacy and education for both children and adults with disabilities. It's been challenging being in a board room with executives who hold Master's Degrees in a variety of subjects when I am simply a high school graduate that has self educated through reading and research. At first I felt like a "red neck" at a conference of university professors. Fortunately, my fellow board members are wonderful down to earth people that have welcomed and encouraged my talents as a parent of a child with a disibility.
Last week I was asked by the board president to be the chairman of a committee. I respectfully declined because I didn't feel I had the experience, but agreed to serve as Co-Chairman, if there arose a need. The phone call I received yesterday was from the Executive Director. She was impressed with some editing I helped with a few months ago and my ability to write and has asked me to write a series of position statements for the organization. The issue we will be addressing is a change in the rulings that the Idaho Health and Welfare Department has recently issued. This ruling is changing the way our children receive their services and has the entire disibility service community in an uproar. She felt that I would be able to write from the heart, something the "formally educated" members may not be able to do. Completely humbled and overwelmed by this offer, I accepted the challenge.
Now, I feel like I'm going to be sick. What the heck was I thinking? These position statements will be seen by parents and professionals all over the state of Idaho. They will also be torn apart by the board of directors in the editing process and have to be rewritten several times. UGH!
So, I got on my friendly internet and did the research and came up with some ideas on how to write an official position statement. Wish me luck!
On another note, or perhaps the same one, I don't know . . . here is a quote I found that is so true.
Premature editing
doesn't make writing dull;
it makes it dead.
Last week I was asked by the board president to be the chairman of a committee. I respectfully declined because I didn't feel I had the experience, but agreed to serve as Co-Chairman, if there arose a need. The phone call I received yesterday was from the Executive Director. She was impressed with some editing I helped with a few months ago and my ability to write and has asked me to write a series of position statements for the organization. The issue we will be addressing is a change in the rulings that the Idaho Health and Welfare Department has recently issued. This ruling is changing the way our children receive their services and has the entire disibility service community in an uproar. She felt that I would be able to write from the heart, something the "formally educated" members may not be able to do. Completely humbled and overwelmed by this offer, I accepted the challenge.
Now, I feel like I'm going to be sick. What the heck was I thinking? These position statements will be seen by parents and professionals all over the state of Idaho. They will also be torn apart by the board of directors in the editing process and have to be rewritten several times. UGH!
So, I got on my friendly internet and did the research and came up with some ideas on how to write an official position statement. Wish me luck!
On another note, or perhaps the same one, I don't know . . . here is a quote I found that is so true.
Premature editing
doesn't make writing dull;
it makes it dead.
Aug 8, 2008
Contest in Creativity
I've decided to have a contest to announce the revamping of my blog. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and promise to blog more often and maybe even come up with some cool stuff to put on this thing.
So, here it is. I am a very visual person and I love searching the internet for awesome pictures and artistic paintings. I have chosen three of my favorites, each depicting a different emotion and writing posibility. Here's what I want. Pick one picture and write about it. No more than 100 words. It can be prose or a poem or even a one word discription. I don't care, just use your creativity. I will be the judge, because I am queen of this blog, and pick one winner for each picture. The winners and their entry will be posted on my blog and their names will be put in a hat for my son to draw from. The winner of that drawing will recieve an A-Data 2GB USB Flash Drive.
The deadline for the contest is midnight, Saturday, August 23rd. If you have my email address from AI please send entries to that. If not, post them in the comments portion of this entry.
Picture One
Picture Two
Picture Three
So, here it is. I am a very visual person and I love searching the internet for awesome pictures and artistic paintings. I have chosen three of my favorites, each depicting a different emotion and writing posibility. Here's what I want. Pick one picture and write about it. No more than 100 words. It can be prose or a poem or even a one word discription. I don't care, just use your creativity. I will be the judge, because I am queen of this blog, and pick one winner for each picture. The winners and their entry will be posted on my blog and their names will be put in a hat for my son to draw from. The winner of that drawing will recieve an A-Data 2GB USB Flash Drive.
The deadline for the contest is midnight, Saturday, August 23rd. If you have my email address from AI please send entries to that. If not, post them in the comments portion of this entry.
Picture One
Picture Two
Picture Three
Aug 5, 2008
Butterflies
About three weeks ago I lost my muse. I’ve spent the past few days trying to figure out where she went and had been unsuccessful until today. Guess what? She was right here the whole time. I know this because she told me so. Okay, you all think I am crazy, but it is true.
Why did I think my muse was lost? Because after finishing my first novel, “Taming the Heart”, I started my second. I got to the sixth chapter and discovered she was gone. I searched and searched and could not find her because she was still in book one. When I discovered this, I went back to the first book and—for the third time—started the edit and rewrite process. I received a strong impression that I need to get it ready to send off before I can continue with the rest of the three book series.
So . . . now I have been thinking about where to send it. At first I thought the LDS market would be the best place, but with all the rejections slips and news of publishing houses cutting back, I feel the national market would be the best place to start. The very thought of sending my baby out into the world makes me want to toss my cookies. I’ve had butterflies in my stomach for two days now. I don’t know whether to get an agent first or just dive right in and start sending my manuscript to publishers.
The other thing is, if I do get an agent in the national market and then decide to publish something in the LDS market, do I need two agents or will the one I get be able to negotiate both markets? Now the butterflies are in my head. UGH!
I guess I have a lot more research to do out there, but in the mean time . . . my muse has been found, been scolded for hiding from me and is well on her way to making my book a national success.
Why did I think my muse was lost? Because after finishing my first novel, “Taming the Heart”, I started my second. I got to the sixth chapter and discovered she was gone. I searched and searched and could not find her because she was still in book one. When I discovered this, I went back to the first book and—for the third time—started the edit and rewrite process. I received a strong impression that I need to get it ready to send off before I can continue with the rest of the three book series.
So . . . now I have been thinking about where to send it. At first I thought the LDS market would be the best place, but with all the rejections slips and news of publishing houses cutting back, I feel the national market would be the best place to start. The very thought of sending my baby out into the world makes me want to toss my cookies. I’ve had butterflies in my stomach for two days now. I don’t know whether to get an agent first or just dive right in and start sending my manuscript to publishers.
The other thing is, if I do get an agent in the national market and then decide to publish something in the LDS market, do I need two agents or will the one I get be able to negotiate both markets? Now the butterflies are in my head. UGH!
I guess I have a lot more research to do out there, but in the mean time . . . my muse has been found, been scolded for hiding from me and is well on her way to making my book a national success.
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