Bent Wrists Lesson 7: Weed Your Words

weedingIt’s getting close to that time of year—Spring—when the war begins.  You know what war I’m talking about, don’t you?  The war against weeds!

I despise weeds—especially the thorny spidery ones I can never pull out without leaving the dang root in the ground.  I don’t know what they’re called (I call them all sorts of names in my head—devil weeds, sarlaac weeds—after that scary monster in Star Wars).  Weeds make my yard look atrocious…and if you don’t fight them, they take over and eventually swallow your house and yard whole (like the Sarlaac)!  Don’t underestimate them.

It’s the same with writing!  Just like weeds clutter a yard, Continue reading

The Bells Book Review: Accidental Star Wars Comparisons

Time for another book review.  When I heard about this one by Richard Harvell, I wasn’t sure I would like it…but I was wrong!  I LOVED this book.  The writing was beautiful…and the story was very unique and gripping.  I am so tickled when a book surprises me like this did.  From the very first sentence I was hooked.

“I grew up as the son of a man who could not possibly have been my father.”

Oh yeah!  In just 17 words, Harvell grabbed my attention and taunted me with a mystery to solve!  That’s talent…and I appreciate it!   Remember the classic Star Wars quote where Darth Vader says, “Luke, I am your father!” and Luke screams “NO!!!!!”  He probably thought that same line above…that Darth could not possibly have been his father.  Sorry Luke. Continue reading