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Month: July 2015

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Poem: The Rain Prayers

July 31, 2015 Layla Velasquez

The Rain Prayers   Underneath the searing sun That pierced their skin Like high beam lasers Set to slice through metal beams The bedraggled faithful gathered And with the sound of a thousand Rolling one over another like water Bubbling … Continue reading Poem: The Rain Prayers

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Getting Money Out of Editors

July 29, 2015 Layla Velasquez

One thing I have learned about writing professionally, is that once you get past an editor’s initial screening process, they are usually dying for good material. If you’re good, professional, and turn in work on time, you can have them … Continue reading Getting Money Out of Editors

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Grace Unplugged and the Act of Novel Writing

July 27, 2015July 27, 2015 Layla Velasquez

I recently read the book Grace Unplugged, by Melody Carlson. It’s not typically a book I would read. But I had heard there were some similarities to my own novel, so I thought I’d see how close it was. It … Continue reading Grace Unplugged and the Act of Novel Writing

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An Open Letter to All God’s Disenfranchised Musicians

July 23, 2015July 23, 2015 Layla Velasquez

I recently did an article reviewing a concert for a big Christian magazine. It was a good concert, and fun review to write. The day after it came out, I received an interesting e-mail from one of the opener’s managers. … Continue reading An Open Letter to All God’s Disenfranchised Musicians

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Poem: Deconstructing the Universe

July 22, 2015 Layla Velasquez

With just a word the universe was built In a moment it all came crashing down Continue reading Poem: Deconstructing the Universe

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Lamentations of the Assertively Challenged

July 20, 2015July 20, 2015 Layla Velasquez

I think I am allergic to confrontation. Seriously. It makes me sick. My hands warm until they are icy cold, and my face flushes. The butterflies flit around in my stomach something akin to Snow White’s woodland paradise. Their wings … Continue reading Lamentations of the Assertively Challenged

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