Horse Sense

It started when I was a kid taking riding lessons. Then we got a cute Appaloosa pony named Raisin which my sister and I rode for a couple years. I turned twelve or thirteen and for some reason lost interest in these magnificent animals. We gave Raisin back to her original owners (a happy ending for her) and eighteen years went by with me being horseless. I don't think I ever really forgot this love though. It comes out in my stories. My first novel Thicker than Blood (started when I was fifteen) features a young woman living on a ranch where horses are a part of her everyday life. My second novel also involves the animals.

Now I've started being around horses again, learning what makes them tick, how to communicate with and train them, and how to ride again. As I slowly progress, I'm learning some things I can apply not only to my horsemanship skills, but to life too.

Yesterday I was watching a DVD by a trainer named Mark Rashid. I'm learning a ton from this guy. I love his philosophies and gentle techniques. I heard him say, "It's only a big deal if you make it a big deal." He was talking about your horses' behavior (or your mistakes), but I realized how important this maxim is to life too. How many times do we blow a situation way out of proportion when in fact it really wasn't worth worrying about?

Through horses I'm learning to take a deep breath, relax, and enjoy life a little more. It's not all about training and striving for success. There's a place for all of that, but sometimes it's okay to just get on and take a trail ride. Enjoy the scenery. Thank God for what we have. Horses have been a great reminder for me to stop and smell the . . . er, well . . . stop and smell something!

Reversing Rejection

I see a lot of blogs about why rejection hurts... but I don’t see a lot of blogs about how to Reverse Rejection.

We all know writing is a lot like dating -- sometimes the other party is just too tied up in other relationships to take notice of the new girl. If magazines are "dating" other freelancers, how do inexperienced writers get their attention (in a good way)?

• Check your connections. See if you can interview an author, musician, or celebrity who fits the publication’s profile. In this case, it’s not your name that matters – it’s the interviewee’s.

• Brainstorm with a freelance editor or experienced writer. See if he or she can help you rework your piece from a new angle.

• Be prepared to pay aforementioned editor or freelancer (unless she’s your mom).

• Be an expert on your topic. If you’re a scuba-diver, you may not be the person to write about youth ministry. Unless you want to draw a drowning parallel.
These are just a few ways you can Reverse Rejection… I’d love to hear your thoughts. What’s worked for you?

And also please feel free to ask us any questions… that’s why we’re here!

We're still here!!

Hey loyal blog readers!

Your Chicks are still here, don't worry. We've had quite a busy summer on our hands and sporadic posts, which I imagine is normal for summertime. Hopefully things will even out soon and we can get back to your regularly scheduled posting ;)

But in the meantime, I'm recovering from an acute sinus infection, Erynn is mooning over her new baby, and summer means traveling and family and vacations and chaos for all! Thanks for sticking with us. If you have any new topics you'd like discussed, please just post a comment here and ask any questions or make any suggestions - and we can try to prepare a new discussion for the immediate future.

Thanks for understanding!! :) Happy Summer!

Cheat time

I'm cheating today with a short post, because I still haven't fully recovered from my crazy hectic last week.

But I really want to know the answer to this question so its only partially cheating :)

Fill in the blank. "I can't write today because _________"

The Slippery Path

 My toes are swollen, my ears are deaf, and my legs are blue.

No... my husband hasn’t been beating me.

The teenage girls have.

Actually, I’m not sure the police would call it a true beating. Just a class one felony elder abuse statute violation. Or something like that.

I earned these bruises.

As you can tell from the photo, I was thrown onto the ground. Then my body was used in place of skis. (Rough economy these days. Apparently summer camp counselors are now expected to double as sporting equipment.)

My attackers were kind enough to place plastic and soap on top of the rocks, sticks, and thorns – so that when I hit those objects I could do so with much more speed, thereby picking them up in my butt tissue with much more ease.

As you can also see from the photo…

I am somehow still smiling.

I know it sounds insane. But flying down the hill at 65 miles per hour with the wind blowing in my face made up for all the discomfort.

Was I still hurting? Yes. Was I still having fun? Well…

Maybe you can relate.

Maybe you’ve been beaten, bruised, and swollen black and blue by the publishing industry (and in this economy, who hasn’t?).

Maybe your path seems slippery.

Maybe you’ve got more rejections stuffed into your butt tissue than you care to admit. The truth is – we all do.

This is your initiation.

Don’t just fly over the rough spots – learn from them. Avoid them next time.

Hone your craft. Grow your writing.

And enjoy the ride.

Hip hip hooray, Erynn!!!

So Erynn didn't post yesterday because she had her baby!!!! Congrats to the new parents!!! Their precious son was born at 12:34 p.m. and weighed 7 lbs, 15.6 ounces. I saw a pic, and of COURSE he is adorable like his mama =)

I believe everyone is doing well and fine, but of course prayers are always greatly appreciated with new families! There's so much to adjust to. I will post any updates if I get them. But praise God for a healthy little boy!!

Let's all give Erynn a shout of encouragement and congrats!!

PS - today my Little Miss is turning 2! Happy birthdays abound this week!

What I've Learned from Joan of Arcadia

I'm a little late in discovering this tv series, but so far (after watching the first season) I'm really enjoying it. Sure, some of the theology's a little off (and I could do without some of the teenage romance angst), but it's still refreshing to find a show that values family and God.

The story revolves around teenage Joan whom God begins appearing to in various human forms. He gives her simple assignments which she at first eschews. It's a little hard to wrap her mind around God appearing as a trash truck driver or a hot guy at school. God just shrugs. She has a free will, and he can't make her do the things he asks. Of course, she's a good kid and does eventually obey. For the most part.

But this isn't a commercial for Joan of Arcadia. What struck me after watching one episode in particular (I believe it was "The Fire and the Wood"), was something God said to Joan. She didn't understand how her getting a job at the local bookstore or joining the AP Chem class had anything at all do do with, well, anything. What difference did it make?

God then explained reality strands. Joan did something that affected somebody who then did something that affected Joan who then did something to help somebody else, and on and on and on. What God was saying to Joan was you do what God asks because He asks, not because you can see how it'll all pan out. Later, you might see it, but even if you don't, God does. He knows how something that seems inconsequential to us can vastly affect a life.

I thought that was a really cool explanation. It reminded me how I need to listen to the still small voice of God (since that's how he most often speaks to us) and obey it ... even when I can't see what difference it could make.