B is for Beliefs

I have put aside my old book. It's done with. Over. Finished.  

I liked it, but a few days ago as I was typing, I thought: What is the purpose of this book? What are the morals I'm trying to show my readers? What will they gain from it? Does the light of Christ shine through it? 

I am, as I have stated before, a Christian. And I want Christ to shine in everything I do... and it wasn't in my book. So, I'm starting a  new one! It's called (drum-roll, please....).... 

The Un-Spoken! 

I'm going to be posting excerpts of it as I write, and all critiques are highly appreciated.  

But the tea only lasted so long. There are times in life to delay, and there are others when you have to get up and deal with the situation that life has given you. Realizing the truth, Emily took her empty Styrofoam cup and hurled it at the door, only to regret it seconds later.

She clenched her teeth as tears began to pour out of her eyes. Why was this happening to her? She was a good person, was she not? 

The nurse knocked softly on the door. “Emily, honey, can I come in?”

Emily’s response was barely audible. “Yes.”  

The nurse approached Emily’s chair with care. “Have you made your decision yet, sweet-heart?”

Emily nodded.

            

            "Then let's talk...."  

Now, I'm writing with a purpose again--and I couldn't be happier with my decision. Writing is so much easier when you actually believe it yourself. 

Have you ever had a time when you felt that your writing lacked purpose? What did you do in response? Tell me in the comments!

~Elizabeth