Tuesday, February 28, 2012



The dogs look good in black and white.  I didn't know that before. Then again, I didn't know my camera had a black and white setting before. 

I finally made time to play and figure out a lot of camera functions this week.  Time to push buttons and see what works and how it works, a little at least. 

When I got the new camera I was happy to have a functional camera again but the newness of it scared me a little.  I left it on the auto setting.  Sometimes that worked, sometimes -- not so much.  Sometimes I just left the camera at home rather than try to figure out how it worked and not get any pictures anyway and miss the scenery for looking at the camera.  But I think those days are over. 

Now if I leave the camera at behind it will be simply because I forgot to re-charge the batteries.  :)

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Jeremiah 17:14-18

Heal me O LORD, and I shall be healed
Save me and I shall be saved
For YOU are my praise
See how they say to me,
"Where is the word of the LORD?
Let it come!"
But I have not run away from being a shepherd in YOUR service,
Nor have I desired the fatal day,
YOU know what came from my lips
It was before YOUR face
Do not become a terror to me,
YOU are my refuge in the day of disaster;
Let my persecutors be shamed
But do not let me be shamed
Let them be dismayed
But do not let me be dismayed...

Friday, February 10, 2012

Rough Drafts

One thing you learn as a writer, the rough draft is part and parcel of the final version.  You can refine and polish and chop out old bits, add in new bits, chop out bits of that, and add back in bits of the old cut bits, and you can correct your spelling; but the final version is just a refined version of that first rough draft.  It is a better looking, well-polished version of what you started with but it is not something entirely different. 

Someone recently told me that I should realize that what I heard from her was not always true because when she talked to me it was "just a rough draft"  and she was speaking her own "emotional truths."  This is how it happens that she is not a liar for saying what she said, but I am a liar for believing her.  I'm sorry, but if you say "this is what happened"  I'm going to think you meant to say that is what happened.  I'm going to think that the seventh time you tell me someone said something you really do mean they actually said it.  And I'm going to know that if you begin with a lie for your rough draft, the final story might be quite convincing but it is simply a polished lie.