There’s always a lot that you can write on a bio page, but in the interest of brevity, I’ll keep this bio focused on a few relevant points. I had an interesting and creative childhood, without a single day of traditional school. I was homeschooled K-12, with my strong points always in art and science. At fourteen I started writing novels, and discovered an exciting outlet for my overrun imagination. Growing up, I found a great deal of freedom in my culture—freedom to develop in ways that are often overlooked in the system, the “real world” as it calls itself in its delusion of grandeur.
I’ve been Christian all my life, and as things progress, I’m continuously more convinced. Now out in the “real world” surrounded by views quite the opposite of mine, I continue to be unimpressed by what they have to offer. Honestly, after all I’d heard about the “real world”, I thought it would challenge my faith. I’m still waiting to be impressed.
If you’re familiar with the Meyers-Brings Type Indicator test, it may interest you to know that I’m an INTP. (I know--stereotypical sci-fi writer.) I like strange, surprising things. I’m inspired by creation, and the universe—and creating my own universes.
Art allows us to imitate our Creator, and use our creations to speak truth to the world. It’s a God-given power, and should be used to the greatest affect, for the greatest good—revealing Christ to a blind and hopeless world.
I don’t think a lot of Christian artists realize what they’ve been given. What do you find when you search Christian fiction on Amazon? Mostly women’s fiction; Amish Romance, Prairie Romance, Historical Romance, “Clean, Inspirational Romance”…. I’m sure romance addicts are glad to have something that won’t compromise their values—and maybe something with a little faith element is nice. But where’s the power gone?
I think it’s time Christian art bared some steel. This is no time for pleasantries. It’s a time for action. It’s not a time to sit sipping a latte, getting a sugar high off of a “clean, inspirational” story. It’s time for the world to change.
How can art change the world? Well, how does the world change? One soul at a time. I’m not suggesting that every novel should have one of those little “I accepted Christ today” fill-in-the-blanks in the back. I don’t really think novels are supposed to be alter-calls. I would crave a more abiding effect.
I write to haunt my readers. It isn’t meant to be a passing pleasure alone. I want it to be memorable. I want my readers to close the book and look up to see the characters staring at them…a spouse, a parent, a child…a reflection in the mirror. I want people to begin to wonder why. I want them to remember that one strangely atmospheric scene where this happened and that was said. And slowly, they start to apply things to their own situations, wondering if that could have been what it was really about all along.
God tends to use art in this way. Sometimes God speaks in symbols and uncovers underlying messages in unexpected ways. He’s done it for me quite often…but never through a sentimental romance in Texas. He uses things that stay in my mind, the things that return to me. And then, in a flash, your eyes open…and you see something you never saw before.
That’s what I want to write. That’s why I take the wormholes less traveled.