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Name: John
Location: South Saint Paul, Minnesota, United States

I'm a severe Type B personality wrapped up in an introverted package, and yet I like to write. What can I say? Married, one son, a pastor in the Lutheran Church -- Missouri Synod. Want to know more? Keep reading!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Homeward Bound


Maybe the problem here is that I read the last book first.

I'm normally a fan of Harry Turtledove. He produces some great counterfactual history stories and I've read some great short stories of his as well. But in spite of his sterling reputation with me, Homeward Bound fell short for me, and I say that with a great deal of irony.

Like I said, this is the last book in a series, one with the following premise: what if aliens invaded during the height of World War II? One minute, the Axis and Allies are at each others' throats. The next, they have to cooperate to repel the invaders. They are a bunch of lizards who call themselves the Race. Human beings have to fight tooth and nail to survive and, eventually, they begin to adapt. They steal loads of technology from the Race, advancing in leaps and bounds.

Homeward Bound picks up toward the end of the twentieth century. Things have stabilized on Earth and so the United States casts its gaze outward toward Home, the Race's homeworld. They've been tinkering with cold sleep, the suspended animation the Race uses to traverse the distance between stars. And so now, the U.S. is ready to send a delegation to the Race to try to hammer out a mutual peace.

It's not an easy task. Sam Yeager, a man seen as a traitor by most of the U.S., is sent (mostly to get him out of the way on Earth). So are his son and daughter-in-law. An assortment of other people are sent hurtling through space. Theirs is no easy challenge. They have to overcome the deeply entrenched pride and prejudice of the Race to convince them that they are equals. This becomes incredibly difficult when messages from Earth reach Home, hinting that the balance of power is about to shift dramatically.

This could have been a great book. I love the way that Turtledove described the Race. They were definitely alien beings. I also liked the way he portrayed the human race after living with the Race for half a century.

But this book really didn't do much of anything for me. For starters, it was too repetitious. Turtledove described people going into cold sleep at least half a dozen times, using very similar language. And then he described the same half dozen coming out of cold sleep, utilizing the same jokes. Then, when the humans are on Home, we see the same scene at least three times. And when the balance-tipping point comes, we see the same argument several times. Quite honestly, I think that Turtledove could have cut out all the repeating information. He could have easily saved us at least a hundred pages (maybe more) if he had.

The other major problem is that there were so many missed opportunities in the book. It never really went anywhere. Moments when the mission could have been put in mortal danger were glossed over or winked at. The balance-tipping point is hinted at so strongly I knew what was going to happen at least a hundred pages before it did. And the ending sort of fizzled (thanks to even more repetitious scenes!).

Maybe the problem is that I haven't read the other eight or ten books that came before this one. As a result, I had no clue who most of the characters were and had a hard time mustering any sympathy for them. Well, that's not entirely true. I could sympathize with them. But I kept wanting them to do something interesting. Instead, they mostly just sat around and talked.

So don't bother with this one unless you've read the others in the series. As for me, I don't think I'll be revisiting the Race any time soon.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Don't Lose Your Head!

What advice would you have given John the Baptizer when it came to Herod Antipas and Herodias? That says a lot about us, maybe some things we won’t like.

Text: Mark 6:14-29

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

"Wordcount" Wednesday

I don't really have a word count to report this week. As I said a week and a half ago, I finished Numb. This week I spent about half an hour printing the manuscript out and it's now going on the shelf for about a month or two so I can get some emotional distance. Right now, I think it's a pile of garbage (it's a first draft, after all), but my opinion might change.

So what have I been up to writing wise the past two weeks? Not too much. My side of the family went to a cabin up at Leech Lake in northern Minnesota for a week. Great name, right? It was a lot of fun. Finished reading a book, played lots of Wii games my brother and his wife thoughtfully brought, and hung out with the kids a lot. For example, I had the great privilege of helping my son cross the mighty Mississippi on foot. Well, at the headwaters, anyway.


But I did get to read through The Escape, my NaNoWriMo project from this past November.


The crazy thing is, I remember thinking that this was the biggest pile of garbage I'd ever written. Now I think there are some good parts. The ending, in particular, works quite well.



There are soft spots that need fixing, though. The characterization of my main character needs some work so she can show some growth by the end. I also have some key concepts that need to be introduced better. And I think I have some notes somewhere around here from when I wrote this thing.

It looks like July will be spent in rewriting land. First comes The Escape. I have to somehow synthesize some of the ideas I've got knocking around in my head and gel them all together. After that, I might take another crack at Return of the Mourning Dove, a secular fantasy I wrote a year or two ago. One of my fabulous critique partners sent me back a manuscript's worth of notes and I haven't had the chance to sift through them all yet. And by the time I'm done with all that, it might be time to take a run at Numb again and see what I can do with that.

What has me a little worried right now is that I don't have any new ideas to work on. I've actually been looking at brainstorming books in Barnes and Noble to see if they might have anything that could help. We'll have to wait and see.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Four-Letter Words and Thorns

Due to the week-long vacation I took, I'm a little behind on my podcasting. That was corrected this afternoon. First things first, the sermon from a week ago:

A Churchly Four-Letter Word

Even though it may not be the most pastoral thing, Pastor Otte drops a “four-letter word” in the early going to discuss a delicate Christian topic. Not for the faint of heart!

Text: 2 Corinthians 8:1-9, 13-15




And next ...

The Thorn and the Strength

The world encourages us to boast in our strengths. St. Paul, however, chose to boast in his weakness. HIs is an example all Christians can and should follow.

Text: 2 Corinthians 12:1-10

Additional note: The “Aaronic Benediction” that I mention is found in Numbers 6:24-26. And I'm an avid drinker of Coca Cola. Just FYI.



Saturday, June 27, 2009

Wordcount Wednesday Redux

I really did not think I was going to make it. Honestly. There was so much packing to do, so many little things to take care of before this week-long vacation. I kept looking at where I was in the book and where I had to be to consider it ended. And I was sure I'd need to keep working for at least another two or three days after we got back from vacation.

But I made it. Numb is in the can, so to speak. I just put the final words down on the screen.

So here's the final count. 76,294 total words, forty four chapters plus an epilogue, 319 pages total. That means that I added a whopping 12,193 words to the manuscript since Wednesday night. I honestly don't know how I pulled this off.

But the victory is a bit bittersweet. I think this is probably the messiest first draft I've ever written. Seriously. There are at least a dozen scenes that I'll need to put in when I go back and rewrite this thing. I think I made a major reveal three different times and I don't think I got the timing right with any of them. The last five chapters were sprinted through at best and need fleshing out.

But hey, the rough draft is done! I can go on vacation with a clear conscience, knowing that I made my goal. Like I said on Wednesday, I'll be looking at The Escape, a secular fantasy I wrote last November and marking up the pages as much as I can.

As for Numb, this one goes on the shelf for July. I'll come back to it in August and start cleaning it up. But for now, I did it!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Wordcount Wednesday

Once again, it's time to update my myriad readers (said with tongue firmly planted in my cheek) on my writing progress. As of tonight, I have written a grand total of 64,101 words for Numb. That means I've managed to add another 6,750 words. Good progress, I think.

But now I'm hard up against it. I really wanted to get this done by Saturday night and, as much as it pains me to write it, I suspect I won't make it. Off the top of my head, I'd say I'm 3/4 or maybe 4/5 of the way through the story. Hard to say. If I can really knuckle down I might be able to make it.

So why the rush? Well, I think I've said this before, but Sunday afternoon, I'm leaving for a week-long cabin vacation and I fear that if I don't have the book done by then, a week away from it will pretty much kill my momentum.

Next week we won't have a Wordcount Wednesday report. But that doesn't mean I won't be doing some writing related activities. Over the next week, regardless of my status with Numb, I'll be reading and marking up the first draft of my NaNoWriMo project from last year, tentatively titled The Escape. Perhaps part of what I'll be doing is trying to find a better title.

So pray for me! I hope to have this all done soon!

CSFF Blog Tour: Vanish Day Three


Well, this is embarrassing. I, once again, seem to have peaked too early. I know I promised some spleen-venting today, but as I thought about it, I realized that it wouldn't be fair to vent on Tom Pawlik or Vanish. What has me upset is not Pawlik's fault. He told the story he had and my grumbling is more at the market in general than one book in particular. Let's just put it this way: I long for the day when a Christian book can have lots of aliens in it and be appreciated and successful. There, I said it.

So let's see what I can find by rummaging around in the other blogs in the next few minutes:
  • Keanan Brand has some interesting thoughts about the visibility of the Christian Writers' Guild label and on how Pawlik created suspense in his book.
  • Grace Bridges has a brief interview with Pawlik that contains one of the most disgusting and apt metaphors for writing I've seen in a while.
  • Beth Goddard saw through the supposed alien nature of the gray beings right away and, like me, seems to have been surprised by what it turned out to really be.
  • Poor Cris Jesse believes the post office took the book's title as some sort of command. Never fear, Cris, it's worth it!
  • Blog Tour Overlord Rebecca Luella Miller (we love you! Long may you reign!) suggests that this book might actually be Christian horror (I'd buy that) and she also has an interview with the author. And she hints at potential theological thorns that she'll (hopefully) elaborate on today.

I could probably go on, but I think those are some pretty good links there. Did I miss something? Go find out on your own:

Brandon Barr
Justin Boyer
Keanan Brand
Grace Bridges
Karri Compton
Amy Cruson
CSFF Blog Tour
Stacey Dale
D. G. D. Davidson
Jeff Draper
April Erwin
Karina Fabian
Alex Field
Beth Goddard
Todd Michael Greene
Ryan Heart
Christopher Hopper
Joleen Howell
Becky Jesse
Cris Jesse
Julie
Carol Keen
Krystine Kercher
Margaret
Rebecca LuElla Miller
Eve Nielsen
Nissa
John Ottinger
Donita K. Paul
Epic Rat
Steve Rice
Crista Richey
Hanna Sandvig
Chawna Schroeder
James Somers
Speculative Faith
Rachel Starr Thomson
Robert Treskillard
Steve Trower
Fred Warren
Phyllis Wheeler

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

CSFF Blog Tour: Vanish Day Two


Abandon all hope, ye who have not read Vanish by Tom Pawlik.

You have been duly warned. If you keep reading, you're going to find out a lot about the story, the resolution, and all that.

Like I said yesterday, the folks who survived the strange incident find themselves in a strange predicament: an abandoned city, strange beings on their tails, a rash that spreads from person to person, and it seems as if time has unhinged itself. They seem to be lurching forward at random for little or no reason. What could have happened? Who are the gray creatures attacking them?

That's the real mystery. They're described as tall, featureless, unable or unwilling to step into the light. Who are they? What do they want?

The one theory that gets floated early and often is that it's aliens. It explains the mysterious lights the survivors saw in the storm. The beings are clearly inhuman, so it seems logical that they'd be aliens. As much as I was rooting for them to turn out to be aliens, I knew it couldn't be true. For starters, this is Christian fiction. Aliens seem to be strictly verboten (although I'm hoping that's beginning to change). Second, the idea was floated so often and so urgently, I knew it had to be a dodge.

And what a dodge it is. It turns out that the survivors ... well ... aren't. In any sense of the word. The creatures are a sort of "reaper," bringing in a very grim harvest. And the Chicago and environs they occupy isn't the real world. It's a metaphysical region between life and death called Interworld.

It took me a while to catch on to that. Even though I knew it couldn't be aliens, I had no idea what it was going to be until Conner Hayden put it all together. Once I realized what was going on, though, I sat back and thought, Gee, I think I've read this before.

And I have. In some ways, Vanish is very similar to The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis. In Divorce, Lewis plays with an old doctrine called the refrigerium, a belief that God gives "holidays" to the damned so they can get a small taste of heaven. If they repent and acknowledge their need for salvation, they're allowed in. If not, they go back to hell.

Lewis's story starts with the narrator waiting for a bus to hell. He takes a trip to Lewis's version of purgatory, which he envisions as the front porch of heaven, a place where a person "toughens up" so he or she can survive the glories of paradise. For a soul from the murky world of hell, purgatory is simply too real. The grass cuts his feet. A simple brook is too solid to walk on comfortably. The narrator in this short book works his way through purgatory, seeing the redeemed pleading with the lost souls to give up the sins that bind them and come into heaven. In the end, it turns out to be a nightmare.

For those of you who have read Vanish, I think the parallels between the two are pretty obvious. Lewis's character travels to purgatory, a land between heaven and hell. Pawlik's characters are trapped in Interworld, a region between life and death. In both stories, the main characters interact with strange beings almost beyond their comprehension. The similarities are very striking.

So I guess the question is, which is better? In terms of quick readability and entertainment value, Vanish wins, hands down. Lewis's The Great Divorce is more philosophical and artistic. But quite honestly, if I were to choose which one is better, the one I'd want to read several times over, I'd go with Lewis every time. He may preach, but he never gets too preachy (which is one weakness in Pawlik's ending).

Am I the only one who thinks so? Go find out:

Brandon Barr
Justin Boyer
Keanan Brand
Grace Bridges
Karri Compton
Amy Cruson
CSFF Blog Tour
Stacey Dale
D. G. D. Davidson
Jeff Draper
April Erwin
Karina Fabian
Alex Field
Beth Goddard
Todd Michael Greene
Ryan Heart
Christopher Hopper
Joleen Howell
Becky Jesse
Cris Jesse
Julie
Carol Keen
Krystine Kercher
Margaret
Rebecca LuElla Miller
Eve Nielsen
Nissa
John Ottinger
Donita K. Paul
Epic Rat
Steve Rice
Crista Richey
Hanna Sandvig
Chawna Schroeder
James Somers
Speculative Faith
Rachel Starr Thomson
Robert Treskillard
Steve Trower
Fred Warren
Phyllis Wheeler