I knew they thought that. I was afraid they were going to jump into their communal car and drive off when they saw me approaching. But they didn't, and so we got to talk. It was like approaching deer and not having them scatter. Teenage boys--practically like deer, so lithe and long-limbed. These ones, anyway. One had tattoos down his arm, one had golden hair, and one had a really loose tank top on. That's all I remember. Oh, and that in addition to their communal car, they had a communal cigarette that they were sharing.
When I came out an hour later, that set of three boys was gone but two new ones were there. These two were wearing helmets and knee pads, which the others hadn't had.
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OMG I loved that novel. Check out my tags on it. No wait, don't do that. Spoilers.
Also, I met someone with the Ancient of Days tattooed on her shoulder.
You have to give Jonathan Strange time for the goodness to build. By about page 400, I felt like I was under a spell that was compelling me to finish the book. The tiny notes of ominousness just kept building.
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect, and her eyes.
Lord Byron was writing about you, only he didn't know it. :)
I hope you have a couple of seduction scenes in your books, because you have the knack!
As a matter of curiosity, what work do you do at the church?
That day, I was going to do an hour of prayer. Except, I don't really pray for an hour. I write letters or read, and sometimes pray a *little*. Though, I was so deeply grateful for the experience of meeting up with the skateboarders that I did spend a good few minutes just thinking, "You never fail to surprise me, you never fail to surprise me, you never fail to surprise me." --that was the content of the prayer.
I'm also secretary of the pastoral council, though, which is a good way for a person who's not exactly sure of her status as a believer to contribute in a helpful way (better than something like teaching religious education, which I really couldn't do without being the world's worst hypocrite).
Have I told you my story about one of the odd times God spoke to me directly, when I was fretting about prayer duties? Bottom line: I think prayer's a mental and spiritual attitude more than a specific thing-to-do, or even a smallish set of things-to-do. And I think God told me more or less that.
No, you haven't but that's great ^_^
Maybe *I* misunderstood something?