I haven’t written in a long time, but a few days ago I went to Powell’s with a friend and I just wanted to be consumed by the books. Truth be told, I think about this blog often and how much I want to write and I just can’t seem to find the time or will to write in between work, school, social media responsibilities, and generally just existing.
Earlier this week I was working on an assignment for my Typography class. It was passed late o’clock and I was sitting on the floor, surrounded by a pile of books, trying to stay calm under the pressure of a deadline.
Then it struck me.
I was sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of books, worried about an assignment about books, going to school for books.
Seriously, how many people can say that? I was overcome by how blessed I am to be who I am and to be doing what I am doing. I immediately stopped to thank God for this blessing. I also put everything in His capable hands. I’m so thankful that, even when everything seems like it’s crumbling, I know he will always catch me, be my support.
Have you ever stopped to think back at how the odds have been against you from day 1? Maybe that’s not everyone’s case but it certainly is mine. Statistically, I shouldn’t even exist right now. My mother had an ovarian cyst as a teen and had to have an ovary and part of a Fallopian tube removed. The doctor didn’t give her good odds of having a child, much less more than one. I could write an entire list of odds (that I didn’t realize until adulthood) were not in my favor, but that will have to be for another time. I have work to do.
I really enjoyed reading this blog! I’m going to make the effort myself because like the blogger, it’s disheartening going to Christian bookstores and not seeing POC.
I know the topics of racial inequality and privilege make a lot of people uncomfortable. Some even have a mindset that says, “That kind of privilege doesn’t exist,” or “It’s just an exaggerated idea that folks spew around these days when they argue about politics.”
I’m not here to spew or to argue. I don’t have to. For me, an African American woman, and for an untold number of other people, real-life experience makes the issue of privilege (or the lack of it) pretty clear. And as a longtime reader and fan of Christian Fiction, I don’t have to look far to see just one everyday example of the issue.
I go to the bookstore, find the Christian Fiction section, and look at the books that are shelved there. I go to the websites of traditional Christian Fiction publishers I’ve been reading books from for decades, check out their bestsellers…
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One of the best things about some of my classes is that they require you to buy a book per term from either a Pacific Northwest small publisher or an independent bookstore. As a person getting into the book industry, of course I’d like to buy from indie bookstores all the time but the reality is that at this stage in my life it’s easier to buy on Amazon or eBay.
I can feel many of my publishing colleagues judging me right now, but if they would like to buy me books, then by all means do so.
Anyway, these past two months I’ve bought the following:
Dragon Pearl by Yoon Ha Lee
I bought this one at Annie Bloom’s Bookstore to meet my class requirement. But while I was there, I saw a couple of other books that piqued my interest, one of which I ended up buying later.
Around the World in 80 Trees by Jonathan Drori.
I’m particularly excited about this one because I bought it to research more about trees for a book I’m writing. This is actually a very beautiful book filled with drawings and sketches of leaves and trees.
Fertile Ground and The Water in Our Veins by Penn Stewart
As I mentioned in my last post, I bought signed copies of this novel and short story collection at AWP.
BTS The Review: A Comprehensive Look at the Music of BTS by Kim Youngdae
I was particularly excited about receiving this one this past month. I was actually kind of proud of myself for ordering this on an all Korean website and only having to use the dictionary once.
Descendant of the Crane by Joan He
I came across the preorder for this book on Twitter and I was blown away. I can’t wait to read it. Plus the author sent a cool preorder gift—a set of 5 character cards.
The Murmur of Bees by Sofía Segovia
Amazon was doing this thing in honor of World Book Day and I got around 3 of the 9 free titles offered. This is the one I am most looking forward to. The offer ends April 24th so get the ebooks now if you are interested.
The Bait of Satan by John Bevere
We are reading this book as a part of a small group Bible study in the young adults group at my church.
I don’t tend to buy this many books in one (or two) months but there happened to be many special occasions these two months that I couldn’t pass up. I haven’t started reading any of these books yet except for Dragon Pearl which I’m less than a hundred pages from finishing. So excited! The only downside (?) is that my TBR keeps growing. This summer is going to be a reading fest for me!
It’s been more than a week since I went to the Association of Writers & Writing Programs (AWP) conference, but I still want to share my experience. It was my first time visiting the Oregon Convention Center and let me tell you it was huuugee! Last I heard, there were over 14,000 people in attendance. Even though I was only able to attend on the last day, I had a blast, met a ton of new people, and overall enjoyed the atmosphere of being with other writers and publishing professionals.
I attended four sessions.
- Mining the Everyday: Using Real Life Experiences as Creative Research
- Neither From Here of There: The Bilingual Writer’s Search for Belonging and Place
- Editing into Negative Capability: Methods & Impacts of Manuscript Revision
- Worth a Thousand Words: Poetry, Photography, and Instagram
I enjoyed every single one of them, but the panel about creative research was my favorite. The panelists Susanna Vander Vorste, Namrata Poddar, Kristen Iversen, and Rajpreet Heir shared their personal stories and answered questions about their research methods and how those methods helped them in their creative process. They ended by reading sections from their work ranging from funny topics such as Rajpreet’s account of being “An Indian in Yoga Class” to chilling topics like Kristen’s near kidnapping experience and her indirect connection to Ted Bundy addressed in her story “When Death Comes to Golden.” I would definitely like to check out more of their work and learn more about creative research.
Fun fact. Just before writing this blog, I was at the PSU library and The Art of Creative Research by Philip Gerard was on the display shelf, so I checked it out. We shall see 👀
The second panel was probably the most thought-provoking session I attended. What I loved about it was that the panelists switched freely between English and Spanish and, inevitably, Spanglish. They were asked some pretty heavy questions like “In your writing, have you felt like you have had to choose between one language/culture over the other?” The truth is that some answers are easier to express in a certain language and I love how they embraced that dynamic during the session.
I left that panel early to head over to the book signing room. My former professor, Penn Stewart, or Dr. John Schulze, was signing his novel Fertile Ground and his collection of short stories The Water in Our Veins. It was nice getting to catch up with him and show him the Ooligan Press table. I’ll be reading and reviewing his both of them eventually.
After browsing the tables in the exhibit room, I headed over to the third panel. As much as I enjoyed the discussion, to me it seemed to lean more to the impacts of manuscript revision rather than actual methods, so I’m not sure how much I got from it. The last session I attended mostly consisted of the panelists talking about their style and showing us their work. Then again, I probably missed a lot because I kept dozing off. I had only had 2 hours of sleep the night before because I was up all night writing.
Ah, the life of a writer…
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Welcome to the final result of years of inner turmoil + growth, AKA my blog.
I had always been told I should write a blog, but I never knew what to write about and who would be interested in reading it. I also had this fear that whatever I wrote would expose too much of myself to the world—the parts I didn’t want people to see. In other words, I wanted to be able to have control of the outcome, which can be translated to simply not trusting God.
Have you ever tried to trust God…with your whole life including everyone in it? I’m going to go ahead and say that, even for a girl named Faith, it’s hard.
The reason I named this blog with my name is because it was the first gift my parents gave me, besides life.
Faith – the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen (Heb. 11:3)
Abigail – my Father’s joy, my Father is joy/exultation
Muñoz – son of Muño which means “hill,” son of Nuño meaning “ninth” (and nine means divine completeness)
My name is a constant reminder that “faith,” “joy,” and “completeness” are a part of who I am and what I do. The tagline “From faith to Faith” is really what this blog is about.
A little less than a year ago, Pastor Mark of Overcoming Word Praise Center International gave a sermon called “The Journey of Faith.” He pointed out how sometimes we focus so much on our long-term plans that we forget to live out the present. I admit, I was one of those people. I was so caught up in what I wanted to be rather than who I am. But I realized, change doesn’t happen in the future; it happens now. So now I strive to live and enjoy every day of my life to the fullest.
This blog is me stepping out in faith to become the person God created me to be while leaving a digital record of all the living I’m doing until He calls me home.
To learn about me, visit the conveniently named ‘About Me’ tab.
Thank you for reading my first post. God bless!
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done. — Charles Wesley