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One Year Blogoversary + Survey + GIVEAWAY

Hey all! I’m four days late to my own blog’s birthday party. Woops. Life got in the way, so instead of stressing over a self-imposed deadline to get this post put together, I postponed it till yesterday. Which . . . obviously didn’t work out either, but I’m here today, right? Onwards!

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One year ago, I set forth on a digital adventure. Long had I roamed the Kingdom of Blogosphere, but never had I staked a claim on my own corner of the land. So it was on March 31st, 2015 that Adventure Awaits was born.

It’s hard to believe a whole year has gone by since then! In some ways I feel like I’ve been blogging for ages, and in other ways I feel like a baby blogger, still wet around the ears and mostly clueless. It’s been a super fun start to a wonderful adventure, though! I’ve met many fellow voyagers, crossed paths with many dear souls forging their way through this quest of life. Without all you who follow and read and comment, there’d be little reason for Adventure Awaits to exist–so THANK YOU.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for following. Thank you for taking a moment to tell me what you think, to discuss books or talk writing or delve into the delightful complexities of life. You guys make this incredibly fun.

Since this little place is now one year old, I’ve decided to throw a celebration! Just like mothers measure their children against the wall and pencil in their growing heights, I enjoy watching my blog’s stats, so I’ll share a few of those with you. After that, there’s a fun little survey, and then a fun little giveaway to wrap things up. Because what’s a birthday party without presents, I ask you?

Stats and Fun Facts

A few bits of trivia:

  • Though I’d played around with Blogger casually for months, the thing that pushed me over the edge and forced me to actually make something of it was my first ever guest post going up on Bryan Davis’s blog: Courage to save the Mockingbirds.
  • I initially didn’t have a specific name for the blog, but someone saw the tagline in the header and referred to the blog by that name, and so I ran with it. (I think it was you, Tori. ^_^)
  • I’ve had two guest posts here so far: the first with my friend and artist, Kianna G., and the second with my brother Josiah.

And now for some stats. I currently have . . .

  • 38 freakishly awesome followers across Google Friend Connect and Bloglovin’. (Unless some of you follow on both, in which case I have less. BUT there are always people that bookmark blogs and follow unofficially, so I figure it balances out.)
  • 73 posts
  • 12,190 pageviews
  • 1,253 comments

The top ten countries from which my views come are:

  1. United States
  2. Canada
  3. Russia
  4. United Kingdom
  5. Ukraine
  6. Israel
  7. Germany
  8. France
  9. Mexico
  10. Australia

Some interesting (and some odd) search results that people have used to get to my blog:

  • ted dekker (I do talk about his books a fair bit.)
  • tracy dyck (Ah, you’re so close . . . Just add an E!)
  • once upon a time main cast (Yes, I suppose I do mention OUaT in most of my Subplots and Storylines posts, seeing as I’m going through all the seasons.)
  • tracy dyck edmonton (I don’t . . . live there. But okay.)
  • adventure awaits (Bravo!)
  • bryan davis dragons in our midst (Another author/series I can’t stop talking about.)
  • house frank peretti and ted dekker i . . . (Unfortunately, Blogger won’t let me see the rest of this line. It just stops partway through a word.)
  • ooh ahh winnie the pooh wallpaper (WHAT EVEN DO YOU MEAN?!)

My ten most popular posts, in order from most views to least:

  1. Welcome! (also has the highest number of comments)
  2. Lovely Books // covers & titles
  3. Beautiful People – 2016 Plans
  4. Lovely Books // couples
  5. Four Elements of a Successful Villain – guest post by Josiah Dyck
  6. Lovely Books // villains (I’m sensing a pattern here . . .)
  7. The Most Wonderful Time of the Year – a Christmasy tag
  8. Subplots and Storylines – February
  9. Books of 2015
  10. Philosophical Ramblings on the Subject of Time Travel

I wish Blogger did a cool stats report like WordPress supposedly does, but alas and alack, it does not. Otherwise it’d be fun to mention top commenters and whatnot, but there’s no way I have time to go through every post and manually tally everyone’s comments! Just know that I appreciate EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM, AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.

Survey

So much of blogging is guesswork, people! And some things I write about take off, and others may fall flat, and basically–confession time here–I can’t read minds. So I would adore you forever if you would take a minute and answer some questions. I want to know what you think! And please be 100% honest, even if that means answering negatively. You’ll help me grow and be a better blogger.

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Thanks again, my friends!

Giveaway

Since this is my blog’s first birthday, and since birthdays mean parties, and parties mean presents, tada! I’m hosting a giveaway! I’m being a generous dragon today by shelling out a few coins from my pile of gold in order to make this giveaway open to residents of Canada AND the United States. Aren’t you thrilled?

Feast your eyes on the lovely little prize I put together.

a handmade notebook
3 handmade bookmarks

Not only will one lucky follower win the notebook and bookmarks, they’ll also receive a printout of one of my poems (never posted on the blog before), and a personalized note from me. Just because I love you guys.

What are you waiting for?

a Rafflecopter giveaway

(I tried embedding the giveaway into this post, and all I got was a boring-looking link. Sorry ’bout that. Please click the link to enter.)

(Oh, and it runs until midnight on April 10, 2016, Central Time. Just FYI.)

That’s it, that’s all, folks.

Once again, I have to say a ginormous thank you! This first year of blogging has been a blast, and I’m looking forward to another year that’s even better than the first.

Subplots and Storylines – March 2016

Sometimes life walks along calmly, sedately, hands in its pockets, whistling as it goes. And sometimes life dashes willy-nilly down the street, hat flying clear away and feet slapping a staccato rhythm on the pavement. My March was more like the latter. New subplots sprang up on the page at the same time old ones wrapped up, and I’m sitting here today blinking at the calendar and wondering how in the world a whole month is over already.

The weavings of life’s subplots . . .

March began as it usually does, and as all months tend to do: on the first. But this first of March was special. The long-awaited announcement of the Five Magic Spindles contest had arrived! I was scheduled to work an early shift that day, and wasn’t sure if the news would be posted before I left. Fortunately, it was up in time. With my brother (who’d entered that awesome Japanese samurai story I mentioned a while back) looking over my shoulder, I scrolled down . . . and saw five names that were not ours, nor those of any of my friends who had entered.
Naturally, we were disappointed. But then I checked the list of the Top Ten Finalists–AND MY NAME WAS LISTED.

I could hardly believe it. Me? Among the top ten?

Let’s just say it was a good thing my work shift was short, and even better that I was working in the back room the whole time. I seriously doubt I would’ve been much help to customers. My brain was running in ecstatic circles, screaming the same thing over and over: “I’m a finalist!” As if repetition would make it sink in.

Needless to say, that was an amazing way to start my month!

The next subplot of life to be woven in was a week-long trip my parents took, during which I ran the household. Not that it needed much running. My siblings are fantastic and helped out a lot. (Love you guys!)

The morning after my parents returned, I packed up and headed out of town for my dear friend’s wedding. I got there the day before to help set up and decorate. The wedding was gorgeous. The weather was perfect for outdoor pictures (meaning I didn’t go completely numb like I’d expected), I had so much fun with the bride and my fellow bridesmaids, and the ceremony and reception were beautiful! My friend has found an amazing, godly young man. They’re perfect together. I was honored to celebrate their special day with them. And you know how most weddings have something that goes wrong? There was nothing like that for theirs. Crazy amazing.

(I snagged a couple pictures off the photographers’ Facebook.)

The happy couple!
If you look really closely at the left picture,
I’m the bridesmaid on the far right. 
a collage of my own pictures
My Bible study group began a series on the heroes of the faith listed in Hebrews 11. We started with Rahab, and guess what? If you check the genealogy of Jesus in Matthew 1, you’ll see that Rahab married a guy named Salmon. Multiple historical sources say that Salmon was one of the two spies that Rahab hid in her house! How cool is that?! We’ve also spent two sessions studying Gideon, which was quite inspiring.

Spring is well on its way. Only a teensy tiny bit of snow is left on the yard, and we’ve had some sunny, warm days, which is very welcome. (And also snow. Falling from the sky. That’s just Manitoba for ya.)

You know that quick decision I made that just felt right? Well, that decision was to sign up for a writing course offered by an author I respect and admire. What he’s already posted freely online has helped me gain new perspectives, so I’m excited to dive into the actual course material soon.

My brother and I attended a college info night. The application is sitting on my desk, waiting for me to fill it out. I’m honestly so excited for fall!

And basically there were Easter gatherings, long walks, errands, way too much pizza, journaling like crazy last weekend to try to sum up my month, and falling behind on my inbox and blog reading. (So sorry, folks.)

Storylines on screen

As you can see, life’s goings-on didn’t leave a lot of room for media, but I did watch a few things.

  • Epic (rewatch): I love this movie about tiny leaf men who ride hummingbirds, and a villain rotting the forest, and a young girl trying to connect to her absentminded father. This time around, I found myself paying more attention the storytelling techniques, and appreciating the strong chain of cause and effect.
  • The Scorch Trials: I haven’t read the books, so I don’t know how much it deviated from the source material, but I thought it was good. My biggest problem was with the frequent swearing. Not too sure what I think about the Cranks, either. I couldn’t decide if they were so exaggeratedly creepy that they were almost comical, or if they were simply creepy. Either way, they are wince-worthy. But I did really enjoy certain characters, especially Thomas, Minho, and Newt. (I don’t even know why, but I’ve loved Minho’s character since The Maze Runner.) With fast pacing, awesome scenery, and even a difficult and thought-provoking ethical dilemma, The Scorch Trials was a great sequel.
  • Once Upon a Time (part of Season 3): You probably saw this coming, huh? My sisters and I are quite enjoying this season! We’re about halfway through, and lots is happening. Lots. I have a few minor complaints, but most of it is fantastic. Peter Pan. The Wicked Witch. And the development happening in some of the key characters makes me a really happy Oncer. (Is that what they’re called? I don’t even know.)

Storylines on the page

Only two books this month. To be fair, I am 100 pages into my third book, but seeing as I’ll finish it in April, it doesn’t count.

  • Cinder by Marissa Meyer: I’ve heard mixed reviews on this one, so finally I picked it up for myself. And I loved it! The whole cyborg element was a fresh twist on Cinderella, and it was fun to pick out the references to the original fairy tale, such as the old fashioned orange car (aka pumpkin coach). This novel was by turns intriguing, heart wrenching, and adorable. Seriously, I ship Cinder and Kai SO MUCH. With every chapter I finished, I kept wanting to write up a fangirly email to send the author, but then I remembered this was published and I wasn’t beta reading a friend’s book. For some reason it felt like I was. Anyway. If I starred books, I’d probably give this one four and a half!
  • Paige Turned by Erynn Mangum: This is the final instalment of the Paige Alder trilogy that I started last summer, and it continued to be what the first two books were: fun, lighthearted romance with surprisingly profound moments. Paige is such a relatable character. I was rooting for her all the way. It was great to see her finally doing what she’s always wanted to do, and finally dating the “right guy.” And the ending was perfect!

Sort of in the reading department–I went to a book faire and scrounged up four books to bring home. Tada!

Clockwise from top left: Captivating by John and Stasi Eldredge, Storm Siren by Mary Weber, Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke, and Greatest Adventures by Jules Verne (a 2-book collection including Journey to the Center of the Earth and Round the World in 80 Days.)

I bought Captivating because I enjoyed it so much earlier this year, but didn’t have my own copy. Storm Siren because I’ve heard many people like it, so for a couple dollars, why not? (Also that cover!!) Strange & Norrell because my good friend Sarah recommended it numerous times. And the Jules Verne book because . . . well, mainly because of that delicious old cover. And because owning classics makes me feel smart. Hey, just being honest!

With every book faire I go to, I keep my eyes open for any Diana Wynne Jones books–specifically Howl’s Moving Castle–and have had no such luck. This time was just as fruitless in the DWJ department as all the times before. Sigh.

Subplots of my own making

According to my monthly goals, March was to be the month I began drafting (or redrafting, to be more accurate) book 2 of my YA fantasy series. I didn’t get as far into it as I might have liked, but considering the circumstances, I’m quite pleased with the 7,786 words I wrote. I’m on chapter three by now. Things be happening, folks.

I feel like I’m starting to hit my stride. The beginning of a writing project is usually the slowest for me–I’m getting used to the story, oftentimes reorienting my brain into drafting mode (instead of editing or planning mode), and figuring out what I’m doing. But I’m beginning to get back into it, and I have high hopes for April’s writing.

Once I’m further along–perhaps once I’ve finished writing this book and started editing–which means like *cough* a year from now?–I may have to write a more in-depth post about sequels. It’s so weird to write one! I’ve been stuck on book 1 for so long, in which I’ve been able to mentally check off all the techniques and elements needed in a first book. “Yep, this sets up that plot thread. Here’s the incident that motivates Character A to do this. And there’s the foreshadowing for that . . .”

It’s all different, and yet all somehow similar, in a sequel. There’s a whole book behind you to build on. It’s a blessing and a curse, a pro and a con. You don’t have to set up everything all over again, yet you have to reference the first book in a clear, concise way that moves this story along. Your characters have grown, so they’re better at what they used to struggle with, but at the same time, they’re struggling even harder with other things. It’s fun, but definitely not easy.

Also in writing news is something I’ve mentioned already: I was featured in a guest post on Stori Tori’s Blog called So Your Character is From Canada. I had tons of fun participating, as well as getting to interact with commenters afterwards. If you haven’t checked it out yet, there’s lots of great stuff to learn from all three of us who were interviewed! Kudos to Tori for such a brilliant series of posts. There’ll be more on other countries yet.

Oh yeah, and I wrote a poem for the first time in months, which you can find here.

And I did a bit more agent research too. The list of potentials is slowly growing . . .

March was a whirlwind, but I’m still alive.

Actually, it was an amazing whirlwind. Tiring on some days, but when I look back on just how much was packed into this month, I’m–what? Content? Excited? Satisfied? Looking forward to April? Is there a word that combines all of the above? I don’t know. March was a good month.

So how about your wonderful selves? Was March like a lamb or lion for you–tame or wild? (Or some other animal, such as a platypus. Interpret that creature simile as you wish.) I’ve blabbered on quite long enough about my own life. Now I want to hear something about yours!

P.S. Today marks one year since Adventure Awaits began! I had grand plans of posting this S&S yesterday, and having a blogoversary post ready for today, but I overestimated the time involved and underestimated my schedule. So hopefully I’ll have a late blogoversary thingamajig ready for this weekend sometime. Stick around–it should be fuuuun . . .

When Love Runs Red

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When Love Runs Red
by Tracey Dyck
When Love comes down to authored world—
Conceived within a virgin girl,
Laid to rest in bed of straw—
Come to satisfy the law . . .

When Love walks with the least of these
And answers blind men’s searching pleas;
Touches lepers, calls forth the dead,
And finds no place to rest His head . . .

When Love endures the scoffers’ words,
The hatred by His enemies stirred;
And bows to take a crown of thorns,
The cross upon His shoulders borne . . .

When Love climbs up that hill of death
And cries forgiveness with final breath—
When wrath of God on Him does fly
And night engulfs the weeping sky . . .

When Love runs red down rugged beams
And wrongs are washed by scarlet streams,
When blackest sinner becomes white,
Declared by God to be made right . . .

How can our hearts not drown in this?
This flood of grace, redemption’s kiss?
How can we not succumb to Him?
In light of this, all else grows dim.

When Love emerges from the grave,
Makes children of the serpent’s slaves,
The victory won, the chasm spanned,
In glorious light we Beloved stand.

Diced Tomatoes and Indecision

It was summertime, and I was driving with my family to our holiday destination south of the border. Near the end of a long day of miles and flicker-by scenery and cramped legs, we stopped at Quizno’s for a bite to eat. I ordered my chicken breast and honey mustard sub, and the server started asking which condiments and veggies I wanted.

“Tomatoes?” he asked.

“Yep,” I said.

“Sliced or diced?”

I froze. “Um, it doesn’t matter. You decide.” My brain shrieked, You decide?! You’re ordering a meal, Tracey! YOU decide.

The guy behind the counter looked at me funny, then threw in a handful of diced tomatoes.

Later, I told the story to my family and had a good laugh. I realized the silly answer produced by my travel-weary mind was my default response at home. When miscellaneous leftovers are being divied up for Saturday lunch, or we have two kinds of dessert to split among the six of us, I don’t have an opinion on what I would like. Or I do, but I don’t vocalize it. It’s only food. Let my younger siblings have what they want, and I’ll take whatever is left. It’s no big deal to me, but maybe Miss K prefers brownie or my mom would rather not have that leftover lasagna.

It’s such a trivial matter, but maybe it reveals something deeper.

When I graduated high school and realized that full time authoring was not a practical career path to take right away, and that I needed a fallback career, I was faced with the decision of what else to pursue. (Still working on that one . . .) And as I’ve contemplated that choice over the last several months, an ugly realization has dawned on me.

I’m scared of making the wrong decision.



That branches off into all sorts of other thorny vines. With some decisions, I don’t want to make one displeasing to someone else. Mostly, though, with the big stuff, I’m afraid of choosing anything less than best. I’m pretty confident I won’t do something drastically terrible to my life, but what if I pick something mediocre or just okay? Something good but not BEST?

For whatever it’s worth, my INFJ personality type is supposedly most terrified of his or her life not meaning anything.

Sometimes I wish God’s specific will would be written down, that we could all have a personalized page of the Bible saying where to go to school or who to marry or what to do. (Not really. That would probably be a catastrophic idea.) But you know what I mean? When you’re following God’s principles for life, that makes a lot of things clear, but not nearly everything. Because there are plenty of situations when you have lots of good choices in front of you, none of them wrong, and it’s up to you. Situations where God says, “Any one of these things could be amazing. So go ahead. Pick.”

Which is freeing . . . unless you’re frozen by indecision.

But maybe God is a bit like a GPS. Make a wrong turn, and that thing recalculates. It doesn’t matter how many wrong turns you take, if you keep trying to follow the GPS’s directions, it’ll get you there eventually. God is a God of second chances. And third and fourth and three hundredth chances. And He’s a master at making beauty out of brokenness, at putting purpose into a meandering road.

So I can use the brain He gave me, evaluate each situation (knowing I can’t possibly gauge all the pros and cons), ask Him for direction, surround myself with wise counsel, and go from there.


That GO is an important verb. Not sitting still, forever analyzing and agonizing. Do what you can, then decide. Just decide.

And if you find out further down the road that you made a wrong turn, just know it didn’t surprise God. He loves you too much to let you wander aimlessly. He’ll redirect you. Truly.

The wrong turns are never, ever a waste either. He uses all things for our good.

I don’t want to be crippled by fear anymore. I’ve seen what indecisive people look like in their old age–I don’t want to be them. I want to keep moving forward. It’s a lot easier to steer a moving vehicle than it is to steer one in park.

Decide.

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I drafted this post a few weeks ago, and recently felt there was something to add, but as I brush it up right now, I can’t find a good spot to insert it. So here’s my little afterword:
I have some major decisions right in front of me. Right now. I’ve had some time to chew on them, to wrestle with them. To, yes, agonize. And to work a few stones out of the soil of my heart in the process. I can feel myself coming to grips with things, making up my mind.
And the old skin I’m shedding likes to latch back on exactly at those moments, whispering doubtful second guesses in my ear.
But tonight I’m making one of those choices, one that sits right. It makes me gulp because of the investment it requires on my part, but it also makes me excited because of what may come of this. This is a decision that sprang up suddenly, leaving me very little time for contemplation. But surprisingly, I have been impatient to make a move, rather than wishing uselessly for more time. Anyway, the choice is made, and all that remains is for me to act on it this evening. I feel satisfied because I decided. And I didn’t procrastinate (much). I just said yes.
That being said, there is another big decision rapidly approaching, regarding school. I’ve had almost two years to think on this one, so it’s definitely high time to move forward. Old fears still grasp for a hold. I choose to shrug them off and walk on. (I shall most likely share how this particular choice goes, once things are settled. So stay tuned.)
Well. I feel like this postscript kind of stole the neat, conclusive ending the original post had! But it was important to tell you how this whole battle with indecision is going in my own life.
What decisions have you faced? What choices are you facing now? Do you struggle to pick a path too, or does it come easily for you?