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A Good Story

March 6, 2012 by Gillian Bronte Adams 6 Comments

An Echoes of Eternity post – seeking the Echoes of Eternity in fantasy and speculative fiction.

A Good Story

A good story.

This simple phrase means something entirely different to each reader.  Perhaps for you it’s a book that you can’t put down, where the riveting action or the chair-arm gripping suspense keeps you captivated until the final sentence.  Perhaps its a beautifully written book, where heart warming characters and vivid prose cause your world to disappear and transport you into the pages of the story.

Whenever I think of the phrase “a good story,” I can’t help thinking of a scene from The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.  Lucy is flipping through the magic book in Coriakin’s house, trying to find the spell to make hidden things visible.  Before she finds it, she stumbles upon a spell “for the refreshment of the spirit.”

The pictures were fewer here but very beautiful.  And what Lucy found herself reading was more like a story than a spell.  It went on for three pages and before she had read to the bottom of the page she had forgotten that she was reading at all.  She was living in the story as if it were real, and all the pictures were real too.  When she had got to the third page and come to the end, she said, “That is the loveliest story I’ve ever read or ever shall read in my whole life.  Oh, I wish I could have gone on reading it for ten years.  At least I’ll read it over again.”  

But here part of the magic of the Book came into play.  You couldn’t turn back.  The right-hand pages, the ones ahead, could be turned; the left-hand pages could not. 

“Oh, what a shame!” said Lucy.  “I did so want to read it again.  Well, at least I must remember it.  Let’s see… it was about… about… oh dear, it’s all fading away again.  And even this last page is going blank.  This is a very strange book.  How can I have forgotten?  It was about a cup and a sword and a tree and a green hill, I know that much.  But I can’t remember, and what shall I do?” 

And she never could remember; and ever since that day, what Lucy means by a good story is a story which reminds her of the forgotten story in the Magician’s Book.  

(The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis)

That passage has always captivated me.  I have always wanted to read that forgotten story for the refreshment of the soul.  Nowadays, I imagine Lewis’ publishers would have given him a hard time over that scene.  I can hear them saying, “Readers don’t want you to tell them about this good story, they want you to show them!”

And part of me really wishes that he had showed us the story.  But I can’t help thinking that Lewis did this on purpose.  Perhaps he meant to show us that this was what he desired his stories to be.  To reflect that good forgotten story that Lucy had fallen in love with.  Lewis was a Christian.  Perhaps, he meant to point to the Greatest Story as the good story that all good stories should reflect.

Perhaps I’m speculating too much! :)

But this passage always sets me thinking.  What do I consider a good story?  My favorite books come from many different writing styles, genres, and authors.  There are many books that I consider good and that I love to read.  But when it comes down to those really good stories, those books that stick with me long after I close the cover, the tales that resonate within my soul, I would have to say that they all have one thing in common.

Those books all hearken back to the Greatest Story in some way, shape, or form.  They aren’t necessarily an allegory, they’re not trying to preach a sermon, there may not even be an obvious reference to God or the Bible in so many words.  But there is a sense of something deeper.  A hint of something greater.  An awareness that this life is not all there is, that truth is absolute and eternal.  A story that reflects the glory and wonder of God.  The echoes of eternity.

What do you consider a good story?  What are some books that you place in that category?

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: Books, C.S. Lewis, Echoes of Eternity, Narnia

Valiant as a… Mouse?

February 13, 2012 by Gillian Bronte Adams 7 Comments

An Echoes of Eternity post – seeking the echoes of eternity in fantasy and speculative fiction.

Where sky and water meet, 
Where the waves grow sweet, 
Doubt not Reepicheep,
To find all you seek,
There is the utter east.
(from The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S.Lewis)

courtesy of Google images :)

Reepicheep.  In my opinion, Reepicheep is one of the best characters ever to fill the pages of a novel.  He is somewhat of an enigma.  He is a mouse, who is braver than most humans.  He is small, but his spirit makes up for his lack of stature.  Though trapped by the limits of his size, Reepicheep is not bound to the common conceptions of a mouse – his love for adventure and his strict code of honor and nobility are worthy of a giant!

If anyone were to ask me what a true knight of Narnia looks like, Reepicheep would immediately come to mind.  Courageous, courteous, chivalrous – Reepicheep fits the image of a hero in character if not in appearance (somehow, I can’t see Reepicheep charging into battle on the back of a white horse!)

But I think, perhaps, the greatest part about Reepicheep’s character is his deep and unflinching devotion to Aslan demonstrated so clearly in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

When the Dawn Treader reaches Ramandu’s island after months of hardship at sea, many of the crew wish to turn back, afraid of what lies in the unknown waters ahead.

Reepicheep responds:

“My own plans are made.  While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader.  When she fails me, I paddle East in my coracle.  When she sinks, I shall swim east with my four paws.  And when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan’s country, or shot over the edge of the world in some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise and Peepicheek will be head of the talking mice in Narnia.”

If only we possessed this same one-mindedness in our own lives.  Would that we had this same attitude toward God and seeking Him.  Too often, our coracle sinks and we flounder in the water, wallowing in our misery.  We take our eyes off the East and drift aimlessly, seeking first one thing and then another, forgetting our first love.  We grow weary and tired of pressing on and we allow ourselves to float off course.

Why do we do that?  Why do we allow the distractions of this world to draw us away from the most important thing of all?

The author of Hebrews wrote, “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.  Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith…”  (Hebrews 12:1-2)

If we but fixed our eyes unswervingly on Jesus, every day, how different our lives would look!

In contrast to Reepicheep’s single minded goal, Caspian becomes distracted from his purpose.  Lured by the promise of adventure on a journey to the world’s end, Caspian seeks to abandon his throne, his quest, and his duties to the people of Narnia.  All so that he might glimpse the Edge of the World.

This event reminds me of the story of Odysseus and the Sirens from Greek mythology (oddly enough, Edmond comes to the same conclusion, threatening to tie Caspian to the mast until he comes to his senses.)

The Sirens possessed incredibly beautiful voices, and their song was so alluring that it drove unwary sailors mad until they plunged over the side of their ship to a watery grave.  In order to get past the Sirens safely, Odysseus ordered his men to plug their ears with wax so that they could not hear the song.

But he, desiring to hear the song of the Sirens without fear of leaping to his death, also commanded them to tie him to the mast so that he might listen under restraint.  His men went about their work, ears blocked to the song of the Sirens, but tied to the mast, Odysseus wept and raged beneath the spell, imploring his men to release him.

Like the song of the Sirens, the distractions of this world seek to lure us astray.  To draw us off the path.  But like the author of Hebrews, like Odysseus’ men, let us throw off the entanglements, block our ears to the call, and run with endurance the race set for us.

Like Reepicheep, longing to reach Aslan’s country, let us fix our eyes on Christ and seek Him with all of our hearts.

Let us be like the Psalmist and say, “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.  My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.  Where can I go and meet with God?”  (Psalm 42:1-2 )

“The coracle went  more and more quickly, and beautifully it rushed up the wave’s side.  For one split second they saw its shape and Reepicheep’s on the very top.  Then it vanished and since that moment no one can truly claim to have seen Reepicheep the Mouse.  But my belief is that he came safe to Aslan’s country and is alive there to this day.”  

~ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged With: C.S. Lewis, Character Studies, Echoes of Eternity, Narnia

Of Inspiration

February 22, 2011 by Gillian Bronte Adams 4 Comments


The skeletal silhouette of a dead tree against the fiery orange and blues of a western sunset; the first whisper of rain on a tin roof; the chill breath of winter wind rustling through the dry fingers of an oak tree; the peaceful milling of horses grazing in the purple twilight…
I’ve been thinking lately about what inspires me to write.  Oftentimes it is something that I observe in nature, like the examples above.  
I suppose it’s like an artist who sees a gorgeous mountain garbed in wild flowers, wreathed in clouds, and crowned with the glory of the rising sun and can’t help sitting down and trying to capture the beauty on canvas.  I’ve tried my skill at the canvas… and frankly, though I can get a recognizable painting, I’m better with a pen and paper.  
[Random note: You can’t imagine how hard I tried to find an image that fit the description of the picture I had in my head… I couldn’t, so I’m afraid the word picture will have to suffice!]
I have learned the value of listening.  We like to work… and to feel like we’re working.  So we tend to hurry a lot and the concept of sitting still seems lazy.  But you’d be surprised at how much you can accomplish – what you hear, and what ideas come – when you simply sit in silence amidst the glories of God’s creation.  His work declares the glory of His name and as a writer, who is first and foremost a Christian, I want my work to glorify His name.    
Other times, inspiration is sparked by a random thought from a book I’ve read, a movie I’ve watched, a conversation, or something I’ve seen.  But I would have to say that the greatest inspiration for my writing would have to be the Bible.
Think about it!  The basic concepts found in most fantasy of good fighting evil or light rising over darkness, are all drawn from the Bible!  And here and there as I’m reading, a verse literally leaps off the page that corresponds with what I’m writing and inspires me to keep going!
Lately, I’ve also been asking myself why I do what I do.  I read things that others have written – even other aspiring authors like me who have not yet been published – and I wonder what I’m doing!  Who am I to think that I could ever write anything good?  I must be crazy!  How could I ever even dream of being published?
At the same time, I can’t help believing that someday something will come of it.  Even if I never get a single story published, I can’t help hoping that at least someone will read one of my stories and it will speak to that person like all the books I read speak to me!
Why do I write what I do?  Why young adult fantasy of all things?  The obvious answer would be that it is something I love.  I love both writing and reading young adult fantasy!  (I’m a kid at heart!)  But there’s more to it than that.
I believe that fantasy offers a unique opportunity to present great truths in a new way.  I know that the books I have read have in many ways shaped me into who I am.  Many times it was the characters in the books I read that made me love things like courage and self sacrifice and the strength to do what was right regardless of cost. 
These are all character qualities that Christ fully exhibited and we should therefore have as Christians growing to be like Him.  I’ve read about them many times in the Bible.  But often, it was the books I read that helped bring it down to a personal level as I saw those qualities portrayed in the characters’ lives. 
Now, perhaps I was just a strange child (and perhaps I still am)!  But it was enough to make me want to create stories and characters of my own.  Stories and characters that reach into a reader’s heart and grab hold, that resonate within, so that the reader comes away feeling strengthened and encouraged.  
I don’t know if I can do it.  But I believe that I have been given a love of writing for a purpose and I want to use that love to glorify God whether that involves publication or not!  
  
But I’m rambling now… sorry!  I will simply leave you with these quotes from C.S. Lewis:
“The value of myth is that it takes all the things you know and restores to them the rich significance which has been hidden by the veil of familiarity.”
“At all ages if [fantasy and myth] is used well by the author and meets the right reader, it has the same power: to generalize while remaining concrete, to present in palpable form not concepts or even experiences but whole classes of experience, and to throw off irrelevancies.  But at its best it can do more; it can give us experiences we have never had and thus, instead of “commenting on life,” can add to it.”   
Oh and as a side note:  This month’s Christian Science Fiction and Fantasy blog tour is for the book The God Hater by Bill Myers.  I did not actually participate in the blog tour this time, but I wanted to post the participant’s links so that you can see what everyone is saying about the book! 

Noah Arsenault
Red Bissell
Thomas Clayton Booher
Keanan Brand
Kathy Brasby
Rachel Briard 
Beckie Burnham
Morgan L. Busse
Carol Bruce Collett 
Valerie Comer
Karri Compton
CSFF Blog Tour
April Erwin
Amber French
Andrea Graham
Tori Greene
Katie Hart
Ryan Heart
Joleen Howell
Bruce Hennigan
Becky Jesse
Cris Jesse
Becca Johnson
Jason Joyner
Carol Keen
Emily LaVigne
Shannon McDermott
Matt Mikalatos
Rebecca LuElla Miller
Mirtika
MollyBuuklvr81
John W. Otte
Sarah Sawyer
Chawna Schroeder
Andrea Schultz
Tammy Shelnut
Kathleen Smith
James Somers
Donna Swanson
Jessica Thomas
Steve Trower
Fred Warren
Dona Watson
Nicole White
Dave Wilson

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