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A bit late, I know. Blogging 101 wanted an introduction post, which I suppose is smart. Part of this is also on the page titled ‘Where am I?”

I am Sarah. I’m not much of a talker, but I think blogging will be a good communication method for me because a) I like to think before I speak on anything important and b) my thoughts sound much better written down. But this blog isn’t primarily for my thoughts, it’s for my stories and poems. I admit that the posts on here will be varied, because what I want to share varies, and I can’t be bothered to run more than one blog. That’s a lot of work for my little ideas.

I want to hear from readers and writers. There are people in my non-internet life who read my work sometimes, and they love me and tell me how great it is. This is very good for building my self-esteem but not for improving my writing. So I would really like to hear what people think I’m doing well, and what I could do better. It’s good to hear from readers who know what they like, and from writers who know what they’re doing.

As for what I want to accomplish, I’m not sure. I just want this to be a growing experience for me and for my writing.

So, you clicked on a link and it brought you here. Where are you?

You are Elsewhere. Why? Because I’m on a journey. Elsewhere could mean we’re encountering God in Africa or on the streets of Vancouver. It could mean we’re falling head-first off a bridge with only a bungee cord to catch us. It could mean we’re fighting dragons or evil overlords. It could mean we’re discovering what it is to live in an internet-connected world and what we do with the power of connection. Wherever this takes me, I’m sharing it with you.

I’ve always had a lot to say, but I’ve rarely shared it. I only started this blog because I was going on an adventure: to South Africa with the outtatown program. But I’m here, and I’ve decided I like this idea of blogging. So I guess you need to know what this blog is all about.

Writing is not only how I communicate, it’s how I understand the world. For me, writing is a process of exploration – looking into the world I’m creating in order to see not only something new, but a reflection or revelation of the world I live in. I don’t often share what I write, but for the most part, that’s what this blog will be about. Writing and reading, because words and stories are a big part of my life. If I have adventures, or something comes up that I want to talk about, I will. My posts from the past year are adventure-type posts, after all.

I don’t know if this will ever amount to much. I’ll be honest, here. I’m not that interesting, though I hope my writing is more interesting than my life. I just want to give little insights and make little impacts by going where God leads me. He gave me stories to tell, so here I am.

It’s nice to meet you,  by the way. I hope you hang around and leave me something to say hi. If you’re reading, I would like to hear back from you. Your thoughts might be more interesting than mine!



Posted by on July 7, 2015 in Blogging 101


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December 4, 2014

Wow, we are way behind. To follow on from where we left off in the last post: We arrived in Hope, B.C. We were staying at Camp Kawkawa, which was beautifully situated in the mountains, next to a lake. It really was a very nice place. It’s a shame it rains so much in B.C. because otherwise I would probably want to move there. I can’t take the rain, though. It’s depressing. I did get to go for a nice hike, though (in the rain), and fortunately it was nice inside. They had four pianos, though only one was in tune. I played them all anyways.
That week we had a pretty fabulous instructor, who taught us about Anabaptist history, pacifism, church discipline, and forgiveness. I really enjoyed the way he made us think about what he was saying and form opinions that were informed and that were our own. It was also great because he was speaking on topics close to my heart. Anabaptist history is the history of my family and it’s something I’ve always been fascinated by. It was only an overview, but it was lots of fun to learn. It also showed me that I missed my social studies class. I also enjoyed the discussion on pacifism and Just War, because that’s something I often think about as a writer. The balance between my personal convictions on Just War and pacifism and the fact that I read and write fantasy that involves war in many forms is interesting. What do I really believe? What would I do in a given situation? Is it okay to have good characters who do something I wouldn’t do because of my moral convictions? How do I portray that situation?
These were some questions that sprang up as I thought about my life in relation to what I was learning. I also liked it, however, because it sparked conversations outside of the classroom. People were bringing up hypotheticals and solutions and having great discussions about what we believe. I loved the atmosphere and the ideas going around.

That week we also went caving. That was an amazing experience. I was a bit concerned, at first, because I wasn’t sure if I was claustrophobic or not, having never experienced anything quite as tight as those caves. But it turns out I’m not claustrophobic, so that’s good. I was glad of that, because caving was one of the neatest things I’ve ever done.
It was pouring rain, of course, because we were in B.C. in the mountains in November. Even in our coveralls we ended up soaked through. The tip of my braid was muddy and filthy from where it dragged on the ground when I was crawling on my stomach through the tiniest openings. I was glad I wore my old, ripped jeans because afterwards we thought they would be stained by the muddy water they were drenched in. But despite that, I would do it again in a heartbeat.
We played sardines in one set of caves, hunting for our guide, trying every little crack to see if we could get through. In another set of caves, we climbed up four levels and beat all the other groups out the top. We were mighty proud of ourselves, then. After we retrieved the rest of the groups from inside, some of us climbed up the outside of the mountain, exploring the huge boulders. We found salamanders and generally had lots of fun. We probably looked like child mine labourers, in coveralls, helmets, and gloves, dirty and cold. There are some awesome pictures of us from that experience!

That weekend was our free weekend in Vancouver. We stayed at a hostel in downtown Vancouver, right on Main Street. Some friends and I visited the science centre, and Granville Island. On Sunday afternoon, after getting brunch from a pancake house, I went to Chapters and spent a couple hours there, just browsing. I came out feeling like my normal, book-obsessed self. It was awesome. All together, that week was pretty great.

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Posted by on December 18, 2014 in Around the World


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