Delayed but not Deleted

Delayed but not Deleted

As you can see, I have had quite the change these last few days, and writing hasn’t been at the front of my priorities.  However, I’ve always had the hope that someday I would be able to tell my children stories, and now, with a child actually in front of me, that hope is rekindled. …

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“The Shadows Danced” First Look

“The Shadows Danced” First Look

“The Shadows Danced” is set for release on August 1st, 2017, but since it’s still a few months away, here’s a sneak peak. From “The Shadows Danced” “Really,” he insisted, “you don’t have to do all this for me.” “It has been five harvests, Keeper!” Replied a tiny woman rushing about the house. “You should …

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The Shadows Danced

The Shadows Danced

“The Shadows Danced” is set to release on August 1st, 2017.  There’s a long road between here and there, but I’m looking forward to the journey.  Here’s a peak at the technical steps of my writing process, for anyone interested. Making the Plan Generally, my books start with a character.  The first book I remember reading …

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Let the Kingdom Come

Let the Kingdom Come

Likewise, you who are younger, be subject to the elders.  Clothe yourselves, all of you, with humility toward one another, for “God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.” -1 Peter 5:5 As human beings, we long for harmony. Music isn’t the same when the notes do nothing but clash, sending screeching, nails-on-a-chalkboard …

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New Website

New Website

Summer is coming! And with it I’m getting back into the swing of writing, editing, and working on my online presence. One major change that I’ve recently made is a new website! Thanks for following me this long. I will now permanently be at jchristopherearl.com. Weebly has been good for me to this point, but …

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A New Home

A New Home

As I write this I can hear the noise of my wife brushing her teeth. The faucet is running. There are a few sharp taps as she knocks the brush against the edge of the sink, banishing the last drips of water from the bristles. From my chair I can barely hear her flossing, except …

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