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New Year, New Idea

The beginning of the year is a time to reflect on what you want to do differently than the previous year. A new year is a new beginning. A chance to experiment with new things and ideas.

I couldn’t let this opportunity to try something new pass, so I sat down and thought about what I could do differently on this blog.

Last year at this time I started the choose-your-own-adventure story, The Hashna Stone. That has definitely been a highlight on the blog. It was fun, different, and had a way for all of you to interact.

I want to do something similar to that this year.

Obviously, I can’t write another choose-your-own-adventure because I’m busy turning The Hashna Stone into a book. But I could do something just as fun and different and do it in a way that you all could be involved.

So here’s the idea.

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Every week, I’ll post a a prompt. Then all of you get to use your epic imaginations and put out a post on your blog that has something to do with the prompt. It could be a flash fiction piece, but it doesn’t have to be a story. You do whatever fits your blog. It could be a poem or photograph inspired by the prompt.

Say the prompt for the week is polka dot socks.

One person might write a story about a girl who wore her polka dot socks everywhere for good luck.

Another might write a poem declaring their deep love for polka dot socks.

Another person may snap an artsy photograph of polka dot socks.

ANYTHING having to do with polka dot socks counts. 🙂

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(Ok, so I couldn’t find a meme about polka dot socks…)

Once you have posted your prompt-inspired group of words or photo, you leave a link to that post in the comments. Then I will put the link to your post in my next post so everyone can check out all the different responses. And your blog gets some publicity. 😉

You get a free prompt to help with those weeks you just can’t think of anything to write, and it’s a great way to get people to your blog and check out new ones. It’s a win-win!

Taking a break from blogging and still want to participate? No problem. You can join in on the fun on Twitter. If you tweet something inspired by the prompt I give out and use my twitter handle (@meganbedwel) then I will retweet you.

I’ll join in and write my own blog post (and tweets) from the prompt.

I’m getting excited just thinking about it! It’s about time we had something fresh and fun around here. 😉

Tell me what you think of the idea!

*Update: I already have some prompts and even this cool prompt page.

Twitter_bird_iconThis little blue bird will take you to my Twitter page where it will continuously feed you random lines about writing, blogging, and the world inside my head.

Our New Name!

Last Monday I asked you all what you wanted to be called. I mean YouTube followers get special names–like “Mythical Beasts” for Rhett and Link’s show or “Hollin’s family” for Peter Hollins viewers–so why can’t we have one too?

I gave a few choices and you all posted in the comments which one you liked best.

Well, the votes are in and now it’s time to reveal the name that we will call ourselves.

A name that will bring us all together. A name that will encapsulate everything we are and what we stand for. A name that will bring strength and unity to our group. A name that will launch us into our future of incredible deeds at monstrous proportions.

A name that is worthy of the group that will take over the world.


Wait. Did I just say that out loud?

Disregard that last sentence. It isn’t time for me to reveal the real purpose of this blog yet.

Ok, quick to the name reveal so you guys don’t start asking questions!

*drum roll*

And the winner is…Epic Dreamers! (Invisibles and Meganeers were close behind.) I feel like there should be some party horns or something.


Well that was more headache-inducing than what I had in mind, but thank you Dumbledore and Snape (and random guy sneaking away in the background…don’t try to act like you weren’t a part).

Now that we’ve had our little celebration….I can start calling you Epic Dreamers!

Hello there Epic Dreamers.

What’s up Epic Dreamers?

Thank you all you wonderful Epic Dreamers!

Sorry, just had to practice. It has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? It makes it sound like we’re capable of accomplishing anything.

Like taking over the world! *cough* I mean…uh…baking clover swirled. It’s a new type of dessert. 😉

World domination aside, thank for being such great readers! This blog wouldn’t be what it is without you!

Thanks for being awesome Epic Dreamers!





A Culture Addicted to FREE—How FREE is Poisoning the Internet & Killing the Creatives

If you are a writer or artist or if you do anything creative, this is a MUST read. I like to be positive on my blog, but some things have to be pointed out even if it isn’t the most up-beat information in the world.

Let’s not kill of the artists!



Exposure used to be the treatment/cure, but the world has evolved to be exposure-resistent. Exposure is like tossing regular penicillin at flesh-eating MRSA and expecting it to work.

Keep Reading: A Culture Addicted to FREE—How FREE is Poisoning the Internet & Killing the Creatives

The Wine Jesus Drank

I was doing a little research for a story I was working on (I’ll be posting it tomorrow) and I came across this article.  It pointed out something I’d never thought about before.  Instead of trying to explain it, I though I’d repost it.

The Wine Jesus Drank

Twice Jesus was offered wine while on the cross. He refused the first, but took the second. Why so?

The first time came in verse 23, “they offered him wine mixed with myrrh, but he did not take it.” William Lane explains,

According to an old tradition, respected women of Jerusalem provided a narcotic drink to those condemned to death in order to decrease their sensitivity to the excruciating pain . . . . When Jesus arrived at Golgotha he was offered . . . wine mixed with myrrh, but he refused it, choosing to endure with full consciousness the sufferings appointed for him (The Gospel of Mark, p. 564)

This first wine represented an offer to ease the pain, to opt for a small shortcut—albeit, not a major one in view of the terrible pain of the cross, but a little one nonetheless. But this offer Jesus refused, and in doing so, chose “to endure with full consciousness the sufferings appointed for him.”

The second time came in verse 35. After some bystanders thought he was calling for Elijah, “someone ran and filled a sponge with sour wine, put it on a reed and gave it to him to drink, saying, ‘Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to take him down.’” Lane comments,

A sour wine vinegar is mentioned in the OT as a refreshing drink (Numbers 6:13; Ruth 2:14), and in Greek and Roman literature as well it is a common beverage appreciated by laborers and soldiers because it relieved thirst more effectively than water and was inexpensive . . . . There are no examples of its use as a hostile gesture. The thought, then, is not of a corrosive vinegar offered as a cruel jest, but of a sour wine of the people. While the words “let us see if Elijah will come” express a doubtful expectation, the offer of the sip of wine was intended to keep Jesus conscious for as long as possible” (Ibid., 573–574).

So the first wine (mixed with myrrh) was designed to dull Jesus’ pain, to keep him from having to endure the cross with full consciousness. This wine he refused.

And the second (sour) wine was given to keep him “conscious for as long as possible,” and thus have the effect of prolonging his pain. This is the wine Jesus drank.

Other condemned criminals would have taken the first (to ease their torment) and passed on the second (so as not to prolong their horrific pain). But Jesus would take no shortcuts on the way to our redemption.

At the cross, he drank the wine of his Father’s wrath down to its very dregs, and he did so for us—that we might enjoy the wine of his Father’s love, join him at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb, and live redeemed forever in the glorious presence of the one who took no shortcuts in saving us.


New Stuff for the New Year

Happy New Year everyone!  I hope you all had a fantastic celebration last night.

I have a few things planned for this blog this year, and I thought I’d let you in on it.  (But it’s a secret, so don’t tell anyone)  😉

First of all, I have a few more L.C. Detective stories that will be posted in the next few weeks.  I’m excited to post these because this will be the first time something I’ve written has its very own illustration to go with it!   They are illustrated by February St who did a wonderful job and was a pleasure to work with.  Anyone looking for artwork for their blog should check her out!

Haven’t heard of L.C.?  Here’s a quick introduction.

L.C. Detective



        Spunky, nosy, and opinionated—the perfect combination for trouble.  L.C. has all three.  The young detective never misses an opportunity to follow suspects and gather evidence, even if that means sneaking out of the house or skipping school.  Nothing is more important than keeping the neighborhood safe right?

         L.C. will do anything to solve the mystery even if that  means dragging her sidekick Bobby into impossible situations.  Her over-active imagination keeps things interesting (sometimes she sees a case where there is none) but one thing is for sure if you stick with L.C. you’ll never be bored.


Then, in February, I have a series of themed pieces that I’ll be posting.  Since Valentine’s Day is celebrated in that month, I thought it would be a perfect opportunity to share these because they do have an element of romance to them.

Instead of trying to explain this one, I’ll just let the quotes speak for themselves.

A little taste from Black:  “Before we parted, he pulled out a scarlet handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it into my hand.  I was thrilled to have such a color touching my skin.”

A few words from Red: “The roses wilted and died, and all that was left were thorns which pricked my skin and drew glistening drops of crimson.  The color that held such allure was now my pain, my prison.”

From Blue: “But secrets can’t last forever.  My father saw me with the man of blue and flew into a rage.  My vision burned with his vivid red shirt as his fists taught me that red and blue never mixed.”

And just one more… 🙂

A quote from White:  “Some brave souls turned their eyes to my ruby lips, reddened cheeks, and burning red dress.  Their faces filled with revulsion.  I looked haughtily back at them, but inside I was disgraced.  The color of violence, the color of lust: that was my color.”

They can be read in any order.  The only thing they have in common is that they take place in a world where the color worn depicts social groups.  Getting in with the wrong color could be dangerous.

I can’t wait to share these!

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The last thing I wanted to share is just an idea.  I was thinking about doing something a little different this summer and write an adventure fantasy where you all get to make the decisions.  Part of the story would be posted every week, and you get to decided (by poll) what the main character does next.

Does that sound like fun?  Let me know what you think!

Completing NaNoWriMo


I have emerged from my NaNoWriMo cave alive and unscathed (well almost unscathed).  I did it!  I wrote 2,000 words a day every day for a month.  I couldn’t be more pumped! Not everyone can say that they wrote 50,000 words in one month.  It is a challenge, but the amazing feeling of accomplishment that comes from completing NaNoWriMo is definitely worth the work.

Going into this, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it or not.  Let’s face it; even if you’re a book worm who loves writing, committing to 50,000 words in a month is daunting.  To add to the word count insecurities, the story I chose write last month was something that I’d bounced around in my head only weeks before NaNoWriMo began.  I wasn’t sure if it was something I’d stay interested in enough to stick with for the whole month, and I didn’t know if there was even enough there for me to write a book’s about of words.  For all I knew, I could get to the end of the story and still have 10,000 more words to go.

I pushed my doubts aside, and decided that it didn’t matter if I reached the 50,000 word goal or not.  It didn’t even matter if I reached the end of the story by the end of the month. All that mattered was that I wrote.  That’s the whole point right?  As long as I used NaNoWriMo to push me to spend more time writing than I normally would have I would be happy.  Trying was all that mattered.

It was a good thing that I decided to try because it turned out that there was enough to the story for 50,000 words.  Was it easy? No.  Is what I wrote perfect?  Definitely not.  Will these 50,000 words turn into a book that millions will read?  Truth is, I may be the only person to read it.  None of that matters.  I stand by my original opinion.  NaNoWriMo isn’t about the amount of words written or the badges or even if anyone reads what was written in those grueling weeks of forced confinement.

What matters is that I proved to myself that I could write.  I showed myself what I could do with focused determination.  When I was busy, I wrote.  When I was tired, I wrote.  When I didn’t want to write, I wrote.  Isn’t that what NaNoWriMo is all about?  Forcing us to push all the excuses aside and just write.

So, to all you fellow NaNoWriMoers (I think I made that word up) out there, whether you wrote 10,000 or 90,000 you win.  You win because you pushed yourself to write an amount that was out of your comfort zone.   And that makes you a better writer.

Writing a Novel in a Month


November is here and with it comes, not only colder weather and thoughts of Thanksgiving, but NaNoWriMo. This very strange looking group of letters stands for National Novel Writing Month. Participants challenge themselves to write 50,000 words before 11:59 on November 30th.   That’s 1,667 words a day every day in November (and no, we don’t get a Thanksgiving break).

I’m not sure who invented this crazy challenge of writing a whole novel in a month, but I’m crazy enough to join hundreds of other writers in a month of word writing frenzy.  Goodbye friends, goodbye family, goodbye real conversations with real people.  Hello friends in my head.  You are going to be my only companions on this arduous journey to 50,000 words.

I’m not sure I’ll reach the word goal (darned homework…why can’t you leave me in peace!?) and I’m ok with that. I look at NaNoWriMo as excellent motivator.  No matter what my word count is at the end of the month, it will be longer than it would have been if I had never tried.  I’m not even sure if this story I have in my head, Incessant, is long enough for a novel.  I’m not going to worry about it.  I’m just going to write and see where my characters take me.

That doesn’t mean that I’m not going to push myself though, and with all this writing to do for NaNoWriNo, I’m not going to have time to write short stories for my blog. I’ve decided to turn my blog into a waste land for this month so I can pursue the unobtainable 50,000 words.  I won’t be posting anything in November, but I haven’t abandoned the blog.  I will be back in December!

Well, I guess that’s enough writing about NaNoWriMo. It’s time to do NaNoWriMo.  It any of you are participating I’d love to know!  I’d also love to add you as a writing buddy.  My user name is invisibleworld.

I’m off to write my first 1,667 words!

Another World

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What if there is a word where things out of the ordinary happened?  What if a world exists where invisible forces were at work and strange powers manifested themselves? Welcome to the world inside my head.  I ask the questions: What if spirits are real?  What if they communicate with us? What if the world isn’t all it appears to be?  Then, I let my overactive imagination answer.  Most of the time the answer comes in the form of a short story or fictional scene.

In this blog, I’ll be sharing excerpts from my imagination (don’t worry, I’ll explain them; my imagination can get pretty wild) in the hopes that they will trigger you to contemplate on things beyond the visible and cause your eyes to be opened to what is unseen.

Some of the things I write may spring from the world inside my head, but it may not be so far from what is actually happening in our world.  If you let it, what I write can be more than an entertaining story or a thought-provoking tale.  If you look deep enough, you will find a whole new way of seeing things.

I hope what I write will open your eyes to—not just the world inside my head—but the world that goes on around us that we can’t see.