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Bethany grins awkwardly first at @anne-of-lothlorien and then at @faithdk “Umm, I thinks I’ll try the spinning thing-thanks guys!” With 2.5 paces forward, a twirl, and a trip down four crumbled marble steps, she finally reaches the Volleyball Court. “Okay fellow Scribbling Serfs. I’m here. Where would a tall person be most helpful?”

Bethany searched the somewhat confusing signs pointing her to the volleyball court. “Hello? Anyone else know where we’re supposed to go?”

Okay, examples coming soon! Thanks! I’m thinking of attempting to start a collab board in addition to looking for some. Pinterest is a SM site I actually use. I know lots of young Christian fiction writers…

Courier Rabbit, depart! @michael-stanton @stewie-plotter

When can we start earning wooden coins? Should I just take a screenshot of my activity for now?

In the form we filled out to enter the School of Stewardry, the Overlord mentioned Pinterest sharing/and collaborative boards. What is the wooden coin equivalent for activity of that sort?

She’s still way too far away to help, and too scared of the enchanted cloak to move. So Bethany watches, frightened, while she sees her fellow serfs plunge from the tower. But then she remembers that pitcher of ice she’s still holding in her sweaty hand. Somehow that gives her the courage to move from her stupor. “Even if I can’t actually help…[Read more]

Trying to gather herself after her tumble, Bethany gazes up at the sky, where Audrey and Toast are being borne by a gentle wind towards…the tallest turret on the castle! “Wait! Jump off!” she yells. But can they even hear her voice, too breathy as always?

Bethany cowers in the dining car behind the carts of Coke, which, though she was positively parched, she would never drink. An inner voice scolds her: “Did you know what you were getting yourself into? You are not athletic at all! And what is all this talk of a Dark Overlord? Perhaps the other trolls can successfully ward off his anger with…[Read more]