I am the Master Chef

Lately, I've decided to try to cook better food, and actual meals- since if I don't do that, I tend to eat absolute junk. Last night I made myself the ultimate- a roast cornish game hen and corn on the cob. Actually, in an unromantic light I cooked a little chicken in a bread pan (Our kitchen isn't exactly well-stocked) and dropped a cob of corn in water, but I prefer to view it as the pinnacle of culinary prowess. It was really yummy though- but absolutely messy. I really like cooking- which is surprising, because normally I am so tired when I get home, that I just want to eat something that is quick and easy. I think its because food was always a big part of my childhood- not just junk food, but holidays, parties, and just family dinners. Its very easy to feel disconnected as a single woman living with 2 other equally busy women, but cooking gives me a feeling of family and home.

Writing

Right now, I am preparing to send in something that I am writing in to Writer's Edge, a service that prepares and distributes manuscripts to Christian publishers. I'm really excited and nervous, but I know that I need to give myself a deadline to subit it, or I will let small excuses get me to not do it. Its the problem of being a writer though, putting yourself, your deepest feelings and emotions, all of your creative spark out on the page and then send it out for people to judge and possibly reject. I'm also writingmy essays for Living Stones and I am enjoying writing them. Its nice to write about something that I am so passionate about. However, I also feel really nervous, because whenever I have applied for things like this (well, not exactly like this) and then I've ended up dissapointed. I think that I am so nervous because I care so much about, and feel so called to this ministry.