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Rated: E · Book · Personal · #2172808
We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
"Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement.
One fails forward toward success."

C. S. Lewis


"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen:
not only because I see it,
but because by it I see everything else."

C. S. Lewis




I have come home at last!
This is my real country!
I belong here.
This is the land
I have been looking for all my life,
though I never knew it till now...
Come further up, come further in!

― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle
https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1059917-the-last-battle


“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.”


J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring


“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

J.R.R. Tolkien




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November 30, 2022 at 11:46pm
November 30, 2022 at 11:46pm
#1041188
We lived the days of blood, sweat, tears
to write a novel once, again.
Assayed we through all joys and fears
for 50,000 words to win.

Some days I thought I'd not, but write
those thousand words as halfway there.
My par I missed one cruelish night
and soldiered on past heartfelt care.

So, writing badges, all but one,
adorn my NaNoWriMo home.
1-6-6-7 were not all done,
but averages more than vinced that tome.

My hero finished well, I'd say.
He saw his Lord and wife, again.
The latter lived his earthly day.
The former bore his debt of sin.

How did I write such reams of words,
while working a new job most days?
The resting hours flew like the birds,
'mid characters' vast do's and says.

Oh, NaNoWriMo's in the ring
to box us as we bob and weave.
"I'm finished now!" I dance and sing.
I cried as dear souls lost to grieve,

but grieving's done when Victory's here.
I speak the Truth to all, who list,
"Each life's a tome, so free and clear,
So blest when God's Own Son be kissed.
"


by Jay O’Toole
on November 30th, 2022


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October 31, 2022 at 7:15pm
October 31, 2022 at 7:15pm
#1040072
So much to do, so much to think,
so much I need a resting place.
With days of writing on the brink,
I'll need some coffee in my space.

A few more hours before we start
to write the book of this year's gaze.
Experience we would impart
to story write in 30 days.

For now, I'm resting at the line,
that bids me, "Strike a runner's stance."
I'll go when the time is duly mine,
and leave no whit to whimsied chance.

I've prepped, and read it, prepped so more,
but now I stop to eat and sleep.
Past midnight, then I will explore
the life my character's in so deep.

The starting line with chalk and dust,
now builds intensity to run.
We'll find great words to show. We must.
In 30 days we'll dance in fun.


by Jay O’Toole
on October 31st, 2022


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October 30, 2022 at 11:50pm
October 30, 2022 at 11:50pm
#1040004
We've done the work through this past month,
preparing for a book to write.
It could be said, that Joy is wonth,
and fiction's vision's now our sight.

How many chapters make this book?
How many villains, friends, and scenes?
How many times the forlorn look,
until my own "Jack" sprouts his beans?

Prepared to sweat my hero's days?
Prepared to slog depression's mire?
Prepared to lead as he obeys?
Prepared to finish, though I tire?

The days of words will lead me through.
The days of grammar, caps, and goals.
The days of Joy, and days of blue,
while living days in all these roles.

Each NaNoWriMo done becomes
a future help for those, who read.
Each day recording daily sums
becomes a meal some heart to feed.

Though 50,000 seems a lot
when starting book, assaying goal,
remember lives are lived as plot.
Some steps each day, until it's whole.

We do the doings breath by breath,
until the task or meal be eat.
We live each day, until in death
the body's laid, but we're complete.

The book is mine should God now give
the words to write, the truths to teach.
May all, who read in Him now live,
that Heaven's Home in Him would reach.
(John 3:16; John 6:37;
Romans 10:9-10,13; Philippians 2:13)


by Jay O’Toole
on October 30th, 2022


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September 30, 2022 at 7:07pm
September 30, 2022 at 7:07pm
#1038388
It's time to change from poetry to prose.
The next two months will know about those.
"His rhythms and rhymes so meekly he stows,
until it's December, again."

October is prep for writing a bunch.
November will teach us to write with a hunch.
No mincing of words, it's time full to munch.
'Tis a novel in vict'ry to win.

My poetry I love from the depths of my soul,
but prosaic thoughts must help my book become whole.
With writing a novel in November, my goal,
I must let my poetry now rest.

But God, being pleased to help me finish anew,
I'll plan to return with a poem or two,
enjoying the birth of our Savior all through
December, then's finished my quest.


by Jay O’Toole
on September 30th, 2022


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September 29, 2022 at 8:58pm
September 29, 2022 at 8:58pm
#1038345
The day of joy and happiness,
the day of strife and sadness ill,
the day of Christ, Who comes to bless,
and judge the world when Wrath does fill.

The Day of days when days will end,
and Time will be of days no more.
The day of joy's and sadness' blend
will be a mem'ry as of yore.

The day of making God has made,
and making still He does today.
His Day at first had good displayed,
the day went wrong of disobey.

The Day of Man is selfish, long.
We go our way to night, not day.
These days in line still hear Man's song,
until Heart's hard or learns to pray.

The Day of days and lasting Now
when Christ upon His Throne doth sit.
The Ancient of days before Him bow
when Time hath died, and Aye won't quit.


by Jay O’Toole
on September 29th, 2022


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September 28, 2022 at 11:52pm
September 28, 2022 at 11:52pm
#1038302
Note to Self: "Always, always, always, keep your profile's email up-to-date."

Today's adventure has been worth at least a few extra gray hairs.

"What happened, Jay O'Toole?"

Why thank you. I'm so glad you asked.

I tried to log in to my WDC profile three times this morning, unsuccessfully. I promptly pressed the button, directing WDC to send me an email link to change my password. The only thing is that the original email, which was connected to this profile hasn't been used by me in about a year because I was getting overloaded with spam. Busy senior year of high school for our daughter. Open a new email account. Forget about the old email. Keep on pressing forward to graduation.

Nice plan, until today when I went to the old email to retrieve the WDC Change Password Link. It was then, that realized, This is one of those companies, which deletes everything about your email account if you haven't been there in three months or more. (I've got some emails, that I wish I could delete, but those companies keep the email operational, indefinitely.)

"Tell us more, Jay O'Toole!"

Okay, if you insist. That was when the big ol' neon sign flashed across my mind, "NOW WHAT!"

I'm locked of my Jay O'Toole profile.
I have no email where I can pick up the Change Password email.

"No more Writing.Com, ever?" (Insert sad face.)

Then, the idea popped into my head. Free WDC accounts can communicate with anybody on the website, including The StoryMaster .

That's what I did. I have no intention of keeping the new profile, and newbie status, but for a little while the free account became my communication tool.

Finally, after looking around, sending emails to other people I knew, I found his account and sent him the email. He responded so promptly, that I was able to post this blog for September 28th, not missing the date on the blog calendar.

I'm really grateful to you, The StoryMaster . Words cannot fully express.

All this because I forgot to update the currently used email address, connected to my WDC profile.

Now, I can rest easy.

Blessings, All.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...


by Jay O’Toole
on September 28th, 2022


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September 27, 2022 at 3:57pm
September 27, 2022 at 3:57pm
#1038232
"Your writing style is pretty flawed."
"You'll never make a cent."
My gift was given me by God
to work each day well-spent.


"You talk and talk and bore each one,
who dares to read a page."
Each conversation's really fun.
One day "they'll be the rage."


"Just look at Dave, and Tink, and Sam.
They've really gone quite far."
They're "down the earth," less pride and sham.
With them, I'm now a star.


'What makes you think your words mean aught?"
"What makes you think souls care?"
Reception's not what I've been taught
if faithfulness is there.


"You write about your Jesus Christ
when other faiths are here."
He's blest me so it's worth the price.
I write to make that clear.


"You've written poems for many days."
"What's here to show for that?"
The sun doth shine unnumbered rays.
All payments would fall flat.


I write to bless the Lord Above.
He's worthy all my art.
What copper farthing measures of
the least His Glory's start?


"How do you know you'll find success,
while breath doth fill each lung?"
I don't. My praise must still confess,
"His Honor have I sung."


by Jay O’Toole
on September 27th, 2022


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September 27, 2022 at 9:35am
September 27, 2022 at 9:35am
#1038213
landing on the floor
morning glow to wake the day
hope of joy to come

by Jay O’Toole
on September 27th, 2022
September 26, 2022 at 10:03pm
September 26, 2022 at 10:03pm
#1038202
good days greatly known
now they're dried and kept for show
dead, but still quite known


by Jay O’Toole
on September 26th, 2022


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September 23, 2022 at 8:48pm
September 23, 2022 at 8:48pm
#1038052
The days ahead seem high, and steep.
I wonder can I reach
the top of this great precipice
to learn what He would teach.

Why do these days of paths made new
seem fast without a break,
while climbing up the precipice,
so slow the holds to make.

New jobs can seem quite tough and raw,
until you learn the ropes,
and climbing up the precipice
is hard. On top are hopes.


by Jay O’Toole
on September 23rd, 2022


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