Thankfully, the Islander was very helpful and is rowing our boat to the mainland as I write. We had to wait for hours until it was dark (indeed it still is). It was a difficult time coordinating everything, I, however, was not in charge of any of the planning (on account of not having any information to help the situation).
All was quiet, everything (even the water) is running smoothly. I am confident once again ( surprising, I thought that would never come back to me), that our plans will swiftly move us forward in our journey.
Yay for decisiveness! What? Two updates in three days!! Well, I couldn’t wait till Saturday. This is a last minute decision, so I wanted to tell you as soon as possible.
I will not be posting The Adventures of Tammy Poe on my blog anymore! I know, I know, last minute, it’s going really well. etc. I will post the sixteenth letter tomorrow, Fiction Tuesday will not disappear, I definitely intend to keep posting every Tuesday, just not the story of Tammy Poe.
I will however (gosh, why do I keep starting paragraphs with those same words???), be continuing to write the story of Tammy Poe and fully intend on putting it together as a collection, maybe as an ebook or physical copy, that part will come after I finish it, of course.
ALSO! Thank you soooo much to ALL of my followers! I am extremely grateful for all of you who take the time to my posts every week!
Assuming you’re still reading this, tell me, what kinds of things would you like to see? More of what I’ve got (sorry not doing any more Tammy Poe), keep doing what I’m doing? What kinds of things would you like to see posted on Tuesdays?
Thanks for reading!
Hope you all have a blessed Memorial Day, as we remember those who have fallen for our country.
P.S. My apologies for not posting a quote on Thursday, I will be sure to get one out this week.
Created by Maggie This is an award for the absolutely wonderful writers all across the blogging world. They have beautiful blogs, are kind and lovely, and always find a way to add happiness and laughter to the lives of their readers. That is what truly defines an awesome blogger.
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When did you start your blog, and why?
About a year ago, to get better at writing, share my work as well as my novel (in the works), and get feedback.
Where do you get inspiration?
Any place really. Outside, when it’s quiet. In the middle of a large group of people. It really depends on what you’re paying attention to, and what you decide to take from your environment.
Where is your favorite place to write?
(At this point all my sentences have started with an “A”, this one is purely to satisfy that). Currently? My parent’s room. There’s a desk, a window, quiet. The doors shut. Just right.
Do you procrastinate?
Ah, well. Yes.
What is the meaning behind your blog’s name?
Father’s Joy. I chose this because it’s the meaning of my real name.
Romans 15:13 “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”
What are two reasons why you write?
A way to think. Escape, or figure something out. A way to create something, as well as a career (working on that last one).
What is your most embarrassing blog post? (Feel free to include a link )
Oh, dear. Why must you do this to me??? I’m not actually sure, really. I deleted my old blog…Hang on. Lemme, check. Probably this one Meet A Spies Adventure ‘Cast’
Because I didn’t have enough information about them, as well as the fact that my second draft will probably be drastically changed. And maybe this one, it doesn’t make any sense. Riddle Poem I’ve only had this blog for about a year…
Who is your hero?
Oh! Again with the hard questions. I’m not entirely quite sure…
If you could be any age, what would you be?
If I could just look my age whenever convenient that’d be great. That is all.
What is your favorite season and why?
Winter! Or a cool season. Cuz, it’s cool weather! That’s why! Long sleeves, sweaters, knee socks!!Well, that was interesting. On with the nominations.
I nominate Due to the fact that I don’t pay enough attention to all the bloggers I follow, I will just list a few…
We are leaving tonight. A sympathetic islander told us the reason for the disappearance and eventual leaving (you remember Ms. Poe’s case) was that the person could not handle the way of the island (well the people), and began to rebel.
As I am writing this, I realize that’s not much more information on the reason than I had already figured out by simply observing. Except it’s perfectly reasonable to me, seeing as how I’ve been ‘confined’ here for quite a bit.
It would well, be quite helpful if you would send some help in the event I cannot make it out on my own (it seems very likely, although I am desperately praying for a miracle).
Meanwhile, my new crew members are safe, but I still haven’t been able to receive word from the captain.
I loved reading The Book Thief a while back, here’s a quote that I think applies to me as a writer. Observing and describing details, drawing the reader in.
“People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me, it’s quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spot blues. Murky darkness. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.”
–Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts, if you wish to submit your favorite quote, poem, Bible verse or just a regular submission email me!
I am relieved to hear you have received my letter, alas I am not able to leave the island yet.
We have simply been forced to stay. I only managed to get the last one (and hopefully this one) by smuggling it out on their islands post boat (with some help of course). I am unsure of what action I should take at the moment, it’s rather difficult to do anything without being noticed. Even now I am sitting in my quarters writing this while listening intently and glancing at the door constantly.
I have still not discovered the details of the case that Ms. Poe solved for them. Although, I am increasingly discovering the probable reason of why one of their own would leave this island.
Found this quote on Goodreads and it’s perfect! As a reader, I completely agree. Anybody else constantly not having one specific answer when asked??
“We don’t need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They’re always with us. We just sort of accumulate them.”
— Lloyd Alexander
Also, Lloyd Alexander is a great author, if you’ve never read the Prydain Chronicles you should!
Happy Thursday, Happy Mother’s Day in advance! Until Tuesday fellow readers and writers!
It seems strangers are not allowed to receive letters here. Well, let me rephrase that, it took them about four days to return your letter to me. I was very perturbed. This island.
One minute they’re overwhelmingly friendly. The next, you can’t talk to them, get to know them. I’m even confined from seeing the other crew, and the rest of the village, except during the festivities on both of those, of course.
Who knows what they’ll do with a letter sent out…I’d better just wait and keep this till we get to the next location. I will get this to you as soon as possible.
There is no cause to worry, just a delay in the delivery is all. Of course, my assurances are quite futile until this reaches you.
Today I have a poem from the Hobbit, because, why not?
Roads go ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known.
Delighted to hear you’re ‘on board’ with the plan, as it were (if you’ll pardon my humor).
We landed on the island on the morning of May Day (yesterday) in the midst of preparations.Of course, they were thrilled to have visitors, and wasted no time in showing us…Well, everything.
I spoke to the leader about Ms. Poe, and I gathered quite a bit. None of which won’t fit in full here, I will say, she solved a missing person’s case. Then it seemed (after she solved it) the missing person decided to sail away with her (no one on the island knew where to), and that was all I could get out of anyone. Not even who this person was (or whether the person was male or female).
I get the impression we are only welcome to take part in the celebration and look impressed at their public events while asking no questions.
The journey here was marvelous, nothing went wrong, not even slightly! I had not a single reason to worry, I shall update you later on!