Copperfox

I read some of them. Very good.

Hahaha force yourself to stop

I'm sorry Joe but I'm not going to stop you or even try to stop you writing sonnets

but I don't want to stop you! I enjoy your sonnets too much.

Yay!! *dances off to go read them*

done Uncle Joe :]

*pouts* But I like them!! I'll go read them before anybody stops you.....

cool all right I'll post were we left off right after I give you my address :]

I'll PM you my Address Uncle Joe :] I don't want everyone know it :] oh, were are we in homeschool?

Good Moring Uncle Joe :]

I'm not sure why?

Sho thang, Coppah. As always, right on target! ;x)

kay papa joe!
the bestest~
haha

Hi Joe, Yes, I'm enjoying your sonnets very much. In fact you've inspired me to work on one for our family newsletter, for our much belated Christmas/New Year letters...but so far it's just a jumble of notes and scratch-outs.
Blessings, Linda
p.s. I can be very sympathetic to your niece, because I'm on the tail end of a course of antibiotics now for conjunctivitis last weekend. All better now, thank the Lord!

Yes. I hope she likes them. I'll go check it out.

Thank you! I think I might try to write my first Narnia fan
fiction this summer. It's going to have Diggory Kurke and
Polly Plummer in it (they are my favorite of all the Narnia children). It's going to take place right when the White Witch invades Narnia after the 1000 years of peace.

maybe, I still gotta sort everything in my head first. I kinda hoped that Erin would get more established with the main characters first.

and who would play this new character?

I love Monopoly. I always lose but I love it! I want your
opinion on a Narnia piece that I wrote. Here it is.

"As the Song was sung, life awakened ready
to live and breath. The sun rose to shine its
warmth, the flowers sprung forth to show their
color, and the crickets played their lullaby to
draw all who listened into their night time sleep.
All of these things I created so that their
purpose would be fulfilled and My Will would be
done. But Son of Adam, you were here when I
sang the Song of Spring and saw all that was
created. Then in all things with a purpose, Son
of Adam, why did I create the stars?

Diggory stood there speechless. Nothing seemed
possible and everything felt hopeless. He watched
as the snowflakes fell all around him with tears in
eyes. He didn't have the courage to look at Aslan;
not into those eyes. It felt as if winter had come
not just to Narnia but into his heart as well.

At last Diggory forced himself to look at Aslan
meeting great resistance within himself. What he
saw surprised him for he saw the eyes that were
not so different from the ones on his first trip to
Narnia. Aslan's eyes were filled with tears but His
face was solemn and majestic as it always was with
expression of hope on it. Aslan looked up at the
cloudy sky and gave a low growl that sounded like
the wind. The clouds parted slightly showing
a blank night sky. Aslan then lowered his head
looking at the ground for several seconds. Diggory
looked at the lion with a look of bewilderment and
curiosity. He had never seen Aslan behave so
disheartened this way before. The great lion raised
His head, shook His mane, and looked up once
again. Diggory turned to look at sky again, and what
he saw amazed him. The once unoccupied space
now had the most brilliant star Diggory had ever
seen shining in its place. Diggory looked at Aslan
with amazement and saw that His eyes were
no longer filled with sorrowful tears but glistened
with strength and hope.

"I created the stars, Child of Mine, to show that
Morning would come again."

hmm ... now there's an idea... who would it be?