I'd just like to take a moment and thank Texas for the lovely weather we've been having. Yesterday it was seventy degrees; today's it's thirty and feels like eighteen. I went from wearing short sleeves to sweaters in 24 hours. I'd also like to give a shoutout to everyone who's been stuck in a polar vortex recently, my relatives in Illinois included. God bless you guys, and stay warm!
I met a fellow author yesterday. A Baptist organization at my community college gives out free lunch on Wednesdays (rather, they invite churches to give out lunches) and yesterday we had pizza. Wonderful, cheesy pizza. And cookies. And salad with Olive Garden dressing. But I ended up sitting with a young veteran who was working on a fantasy series of short stories.
It sounded amazing.
I'd almost liken what I heard of it to C.S. Lewis's Out of the Silent Planet, except the races don't get along and there's no common language. There are gods and angel-like beings and either seven or twelve different races (we weren't the only people talking at our table), only one of which is a democracy. There's a race of snake-like people who hate everyone and can hold bent bows for hours on end. There's Nazi goat-people who live in the mountains and three nations of elves. The best part of the whole thing, though, was watching this young veteran enjoy himself. He was having the time of his life as he told me what his stories were about.
To be honest, I was a bit envious of his imagination.
I've made up a lot of things for my books, both present and future ideas. One of the fantasy works I hope to release in the future involves a dragon and a made-up language (in which I can't even remember the alphabet, much less any of the 100 or so words I've come up with so far). But inventing a species of sentient beings? That sounds like fun.
One of the gods my lunchmate had come up with was the god of creativity; the one who made the earth. He said that any person in his fictional world who was particularly creative or inventive was said to be blessed by this god. And that got me to thinking. As a Christian, I believe in one God Who created everything--you, me, elephants, whales, oceans, forests, stars, fleas, everything. And we as humans are created in the image of God. Which means that we, too, like to create things.
Not everyone creates worlds and races. Some people, like my mother, create music. Others create cars, bridges, mathematical equations, medicines, or new ways of doing things. Some people don't make much of anything at all, but they make it possible for other people to create things. Athletes need stadiums. Businesspeople need new technology. All these things need to be created.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go create order in the kitchen by doing dishes....
What's your favorite thing to make? If you're not the crafty type, how do you express your creativity? Let me know in the comments below! God bless you, dear readers, and don't forget to check out our Kindle book!
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.