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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Writing (01/11/07)

By Eureka F. Collins


I pace the floor of my house on this dark, cold and sleepless morning; I am attempting to produce a piece on writing. Just as a builder would not build a house without a plan, so a writer should not begin an article before outlining it. A writer needs to determine how long it must be, what material to include, how much space to devote, and how the parts should be arranged. Time spent in planning an article is time well spent.

I am tired and sleepy, but must get started on the article. I pray for God to open up the windows of Heaven and pour into my cup – a blessing of thoughts. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door. “Who could this be? It is nearly 1:15 a.m.,” I stated.

I look through the peephole and there stood a shivering elderly lady. “Yes, Ma’am, is there anything I can help you with,” I shouted through the door.

“My dear, it is cold out here and I don’t have anywhere to rest for the night. I have been walking all night and I am tired and cannot walk any more,” she exclaimed.

I said a prayer and let her in. “Thank you my dear! Thank you!” she softly remarked as she entered.

“So what’s your name?” I asked.

“People call me Angee,” she replied. “My real name is Ange Lofgod.”

“Well Ms. Angee, I am Reka. Please, sit here on the couch, while I get you a blanket and pillow.” I returned to the living room with the blanket and pillow in hand; and informed Ms. Angee that I was attempting to write an article about writing. She replied, “The length of an article, my dear, is determined by two considerations: the scope of the subject and the policy of the publication for which it is intended.” She continued, “A large subject cannot be adequately treated in a brief space, nor can an important theme be disposed of satisfactorily in a few hundred words. The length of an article, in general, should be proportionate to the size and the importance of the subject.”

I was startled. “How do you know that?” I asked. “I have been around for many years. Come, have a seat here, Reka.” I sat at her foot and we discussed the art of writing.

As we conversed, Ms. Angee fell asleep. I sat for a moment in amazement over our conversation. It is now 4:30 a.m. and I am thinking of what to write. Yes, I am tired (yawning) and sleepy. I will lay my head down and think…

Thump! What was that? It must be the newspaper carrier throwing the morning paper. I guess I will read it and may get my creative juices flowing for the article on writing.

"Good morning, Reka," said The Voice. "Who are you? Why can’t I see you? Who are all these people? and Where am I?

“My beloved child, this is Heaven. Over there is Ms. Angee – better known in Heaven as Angel of God (Ange Lofgod),” The Voice stated. “Whenever I desire someone to write anything, I find it best to think first what I am going to say and then speak to the heart."

“God, it is You! Have I died?” “Yes, it is I. No, you are not dead. I must show you something. Look down over the earth at all those I have writing. It is for the blessing of many,” God said.

“Wow! I see millions. I see praises coming up by the seconds. Why are there so many flames?” I humbly asked.

He said, “The human heart writes with an actual finger of flame, is the startling spectacle that has been witnessed by you. It is literally a fact that the spiritual recording of the heart's action by My searching it in the form of a tiny blaze, appears to have been made a practicable method of determining the condition of the heart and a mark of My dwelling place.”

“I need a conduit to communicate to those in need on earth. Write from your heart, My dwelling place. Do not worry about what to write, just write. I will keep the fire burning. Again, I say – Write! You must return now.”

I lift my head from the table, it is 4:31 a.m. I am in my house on this dark, cold and sleepless morning. I grab my laptop with a fiery heart to produce a piece on writing.

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Jan Ackerson 01/22/07
This is a cute idea.

It could use a bit of polish--you switch tenses a few times, and some of your dialog might read more smoothly with editing.

This piece definitely shows that you have a writer's heart and creativity. Thanks for sharing it.
Trina Courtenay01/23/07
I figured Angee's name had to mean something and you didn't disappoint. Great take on the topic. Oh and I liked your title; that's what drew me in.