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Adventures in Weaving and Writing

I really had no idea how to describe this, but adventures seemed to be the best. Over on my weaving blog, Bryony Studio, I focused on weaving a new shirt. Yes, you read that right - weaving a new shirt. Actually it turned out well (check out the site tomorrow for the image).



On the other hand, I'm working on new books while I also work on Azure and Orfhlait. Normally, I have a couple ideas rolling around my head while I work on other novels. The most recent short novel (by short, I mean less than 200 pages) has a fashion designer as the main character.

Added to all of this, I'm preparing to head to France in May for a mission's trip. One of the things I've always known is God can use the gifts He's given us to glorify Himself. Art, whether through weaving or writing, is one way I've been blessed. Part of the reason why I'm going to France is to see if the Lord wants me to live in France, using my artistic gifts as a means to show people God loves them.

I haven't decided if I want to make a separate blog for those interested in my journeys, or if I will just keep it here. When the decision is made in the next week or so, I'll make certain to let everyone know.

If you're in the Buffalo-Niagara area on Saturday, December 20, come visit me at Bender's Christian Bookstore on Sheridan Drive in Williamsville. I'll be there signing copies of my books from noon until 3 PM.

Until then, I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas.

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