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My Sister (2) UPDATE

UPDATE
REQUESTING PRAYER:
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IN THE NEXT few days they are to do a brain biopsy on my sister to try and determine why she is having so many falls in the first place. Cindy has had many surgeries and health issues over the last few years and this resent situation is the most challenging.
GOD IS GOOD, amazing and wonderful; all our strength and courage is always reliant upon Him, alone we are too frail and weak. Yes it's scary news but life is scary. Thank you for your continued prayers and concerns.
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GOD IS GOOD, no matter our situations. My sister, Cynthia Gutkowski continues recuperating in the hospital in Abilene. She's had serious health issues for many years; two hip replacement surgeries for starters. After a resent serious fall and continued headache she was admitted.
My nephew contacted me with: ""They admitted her and later found multiple lesions on her brain. They don't know where they came from or what caused them yet. She was in ICU yesterday but got released to a regular room today. She is able to speak more, but she still seems exhausted. We're basically waiting for a neurologist to decide how to proceed. But I will keep you posted as I know more.""

Launching platform

WHEN I get ready to promote my long time project this is the site I will use.  The story is still very much in the rough draft editorial stage.  But when completed my "first novel" will hopefully not be published first as I want it to be beyond perfect, of course.  First novels seem to  have that rough edge no matter the sharpening...







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My Novel

THE CATHARSIS MANUSCRIPT

   A mysterious manuscript, translated from an ancient lost people becomes the inheritance from a grandfather, Jacob Townsend never knew he had.  The closer he comes to discovering one, the deeper the rabbit trail leads him into discovering secrets of himself.  Secrets to the source of his nightmares.  His exploration becomes the full circle purging of his entire life; with twists, Jacob never dreamt of before the letters arrived. 


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Chapter ONE: Old Memories

THE CATHARSIS
MANUSCRIPT
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A Novel By 
David DeLane Snow

CHAPTER ONE

   The slap was loud and unwarranted as the sting from the woman’s hand immediately began to show its welting print on the young boy’s cheek. The boy was no more than six years old.  He tried to rub his right ear, but the woman continued to violently shake him by the shoulders while screaming at him.  She was angry about having been prematurely awakened.  The frightened child did his best not to cry out because he knew that always angered her even more.
   Just as she raised her hand for a second blow, another boy jumped in between them both.  The nine year old shoved the younger to the ground making him skid to a fall a few steps away.  The older boy shouted, “Leave him alone!  Run little brother, I’ll hold her off.”  With that the thin blond-haired boy on the ground scrambled to get away, but not before catching a glimpse of her beating his rescuer.  The tall dark haired hero then fell to the floor and curled up as the angry woman began furiously kicking him in the back and ribs, shouting, “So you think you can handle this instead - alright!” 
  Crouched behind his nearby bed the younger boy could only watch in silent horror as the beating continued until the woman grew tired, then quitting on her own accord.

   Jacob woke up wide eyed and breathing heavily from his dream.  Its realism was disturbing as he sat up on the side of his bed rubbing his ear, and the sleep from his eyes.  His sleeping wife rolled over and continued to lay undisturbed.  Jacob seemed to have suppressed so much in his life; amazed by how a single nightmare could have resurrected a host of unremembered emotions - long thought forgotten.  But, the haunting vision of those two boys -- his mind strained to put their faces back into focus.  He almost knew their names, but the attempt to recall them was futile.
   The phone rang.
   “Hello?  Morn’, James.  Yeah, go ahead and order three black and four baby blue ones, they seem to sell a lot.  Alright, yeah, I’ll see you at regular time tomorrow. Bye.”   Then, just like that with the phone returned to its cradle it was gone again; his dream and any concept of its recollection. 

   Jacob had always thought that it was his fate in life not to have a family history, because he had been in and out of orphanages and foster homes for most of his life.  He had no memory of his mother, and only the vaguest flashes of a brother and father watching Star Trek in a dimly-lit living room.  Yet those nearly forgotten happy thoughts were overshadowed by layers of darker experiences.
  The first foster dad that Jacob ever remembered was an alcoholic bum who lay about the house in boxers barking out orders to him and his three other abused foster-siblings.  By his second family...

.........THIS is the Story I am currently re-editing and working on.  It may be awhile, as I am also trying to finish CURE CRISIS first.


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My Dad Found that Power!

    I remember chatting with my dad.  In a conversation not too long before he passed away, the topic of religion, and the Jehovah's Witnesses came up...Dad said, "Son, give it up." By this he meant, it was time to leave it all behind and stop re-hashing all the old arguments and topics.  Dad was very tired, and sad that he had raised us in The Society.  I remember my mom and dad having many a discussion of various Watchtower teachings.  He was studding the Bible and reading things in context and with an open mind and then comparing it to the doctrine that was brought out in the Kingdom Hall. My dad wrestled all the time with the conflicting messages of their ever changing New Light.  Later on I came across one of dad's bibles after he passed and realized how he dissected the Word and proved things to himself.  Dad always felt the JWs taught him a lot about Bible Study by were growing into a powerful mind controlling Organisation and independent thought of the student was being snuffed out.  Though he was very much correct in this view as that is totally what they have become; what he did not fully appreciate was that was the Organization he was baptized into!

  Before dad passed away he told me he had many questions for Jesus when he got to see him; I knew then Dad Understands!!!!!

   I have stumbled on to a few chat groups on the social media of Facebook and re-discovered the very same thought process of discovery of my dad, and later my own research.  I think it is wonderfully amazing to still see people coming out of the Society.  So much energy, time and effort spent of Bible Trivia and knowledge bashing over in-correct doctrinal teachings by people within a closed "society".  After I was un-chained, I still kick myself for such a wasted life in all the rabbit trails I've chased.  But maybe then again turning all those mis-adventures into helpful detour signs for others is what SNOW's Journey is about?


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CURE CRISIS Edited



    CURE CRISIS has finished undergoing a profound editing process of its rough draft.  I am endeavoring to re-polish and hopefully ready for... well I do want to make it my first published novel.  I am working on two other novels and three others in the wings and several short stories sketched out that I may publish under one title.  COMING SOON.... well hopefully soon

 My novel, in scribbles. . .



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THE CATHARSIS MANUSCRIT

 
 I have settled on a New title, (which has undergone various ones as well); for the novel I have been plugging away on for many years now.  THE CATHARSIS MANUSCRIPT (aka: The Nephilim Age). 

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NEW BLOG TITLE:

  SNOW's JOURNAL is now the new name of my web log.  I just thought a change would be nice as there is such a smattering of eclectic topics that I go through.  I do not really stick with a particular train of thought in my posts but whatever whim comes to my thoughts.



 

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