Writer Wednesday: Grab the Scissors!

Last week, I got a new haircut. My awesome stylist was excited to give me a new ‘do just like the picture I brought in. The only problem: I don’t have enough hair to pull it off right now. I’m a short-hair kind of girl, but I’m striving for chin-length in the near future.  So to get my hair in position for this brave new chin-length world, Annie spent a lot of time cutting the various layers and angles into my chocolate mop. Now, as it grows, it will begin to fall into the correct style.

At the end of the haircut, which lasted almost 2 hours, Annie told me that if I went to another stylist, she’d charge me $500 next time I came in because of all the precision work she’d put into the cut. She didn’t want to have to start over with someone else’s layers.

The time and effort Annie spent on my new style made me think about a very basic step we all have to conquer as writers: editing. Every writer has to hone their skills at cutting and trimming the excess in our words as much as crafting those words to begin with.

My background is editing. I have a technical writing degree and I used to run a magazine for a Fortune 50 corporation. I actually am one of those freaks who love a good red pen. One of my professional strengths is “cleaning” copy–making it stronger and tighter without changing the meaning of the writer.

Sometimes, our stories need a professional editor, especially before we submit them to an agent or publisher or enter them in a contest. (If you’re looking for professional editing, send me a note. I’d love to help you.)

But as writers, we also need to develop self-editing skills. Passive vs. active voice, point-of-view continuity, sentence structure, “padding” words, and the dreaded show vs. tell are just a few of the rules we need to look for. There are a lot of great self-editing books out there for authors to study.

Keep in mind, though, that self-editing is a detailed process. You won’t catch everything on the first read-through. Or the second. Or the third. But like all the time Annie spent sculpting and shearing my new hairstyle, the time spent is worth it. Not only does it help you present your best product to the professionals in the industry, each round of editing is like a class where you learn what to look for so you can organically incorporate it into your writing. Good editing helps you become a better writer as you actually put the words on the page.

Writers, share your favorite editing books and websites below. What are your best tips? Let’s help each other out!

Training to Achieve Your Potential

If you follow me on Twitter, you’ll know that I’m currently tackling one of the milestones of toddler parenting: potty training.  This is The Toddler’s second go-round with the potty. She first tackled it as a baby. Yes, from two months until one year, probably 1/3 of her daily activity actually happened in an infant potty. I maybe…maybe changed 10 dirty diapers in a year.  She took to it like the proverbial duck to water.

But then, at her first birthday, around the time she began to gain real awareness of change and personal boundaries, we moved back into our house in Galveston. That big change–for six months, we’d lived with my parents in their home while ours was rebuilt–along with the entry of more solid foods, pretty much landed a death knell on our time with the infant potty.

Sad Mommy moment. In the 18 months since, she’s more than made up for that “only 10 dirty diapers” thing.

So, here we are at Potty, Part 2. She expressed an interest in it last week, but this is the first time I’ve been at home, uninterrupted, for a few days to really give it a go.  It took a while to find the right bribery. Crayola Color Wonder markers became our go-to potty activity of choice late yesterday. And Emily’s Balloon by Kamoko Sakai is our preferred reading.

I’ve had lots of time to just sit the last day and a half, and as I have, I’ve reflected on this experience. Potty training is an activity that is certainly for The Toddler’s own good. It will make her more independent. But to get there, she needs to give up the security of the diaper, a constant on her rump for the last 2 1/2 years.  Using the potty is different than using a diaper, though the end result is the same. She has to learn that different can be better.

And so do we all.  So often, God stretches our horizons through activities which seem a little pointless to us. Using the potty probably seems a little ridiculous to  The Toddler. After all, the diaper works. And it’s portable. She doesn’t have to stop what she’s doing and get on the potty.

A lot of times, what we’re doing works, too. But does God want more from us? Do we have to give up a little convenience to gain independence? Did we start doing something, then stop because the change was too much? Is God telling you to get back to it now?

In the end, being potty trained will open up a whole new world for The Toddler, a world where she can go places and achieve her potential.  And in the end, being where God wants us to be will help us achieve our potential in His economy. Sometimes, a little training is all it takes to make the difference He planned for us at the beginning of time.

An Interview With Author Kristine McGuire

I have a special guest today here on the blog. Kristine McGuire is the author of Escaping the Cauldron, a book about her journey through the occult and the redeeming power of Jesus Christ. I’m excited to get to share her powerful testimony with you.

What is the book about?

The book is part testimony of how I went from committed, albeit legalistic, Christian for twenty-nine years to witch, medium, and ghost hunter for eight years before God restored my faith and life. It details my personal struggle with trying to be “the perfect Christian” while being drawn to the Occult from childhood. The book is also a Biblical study that examines the current pop-cultural interest in the occult (in particular ghosts, hauntings, and mediums) and how this interest is affecting Christians as well as their beliefs about the supernatural.

Why call it Escaping the Cauldron?

This is actually the first book in a series, What Christians Need to Know about the Occult. It is a series of collections written from my former experiences as a witch, medium, and ghost hunter. This book is primarily about ghost hunting, mediumship, and the paranormal but I chose “Escaping the Cauldron” as the main title because witchcraft was truly my entry into the arena of occult interest and exploration including such things as divination, psychic ability, spirit guides, mediumship, ghost hunting, etc.

What do you think is the most important chapter of the book?

I think there are many important chapters but “Spiritual Warfare” and “How Should Christians Respond?”are the two which take everything discussed in the previous chapters bringing it all together, helping the reader understand their authority in Jesus Christ and leading the way to a ready defense for any kind of paranormal or supernatural event they may experience in their life as a Christian.

What do you hope to accomplish with this book?

I hope to inform and equip Christians with information about the occult. Additionally I pray the church will begin to acknowledge the presence of the spiritual world around us and listen to people who come forward with stories or claims of paranormal experiences without dismissing them immediately. When the church refuses to listen or offer any Biblical assistance, many people are forced to seek help elsewhere. This generally means seeking out ghost hunters, mediums, and psychics. I also hope to encourage Christians who may be questioning their faith to seek a deeper relationship with God, especially if they are stuck in a form of legalism. Our answers truly can be found in Jesus Christ.

Where is the book currently available to purchase?

The book is available in paperback and Kindle editions at Amazon. The book is also available in paperback and e-book editions at my blog site: Kristine ReMixed at www.KristineMcGuire.com andLulu Publishing.

How are you available to the Christian community?

I write a daily blog, Kristine ReMixed at www.KristineMcGuire.com, on a variety of topics including faith, marriage, prayer, spiritual gifts, and the occult. I also work with my husband through Big Fish Ministries at www.BigFishMinistries.com, ministering through speaking with him at church and para-church events about marriage, facilitating seven day or special event prayer rooms, helping the homeless, etc. I am also available to speak at any youth, women’s, or church events on a variety of Christian topics.

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Creative Cash for Conference: Ideas for Going to ACFW National Conference

It’s Conference Time! Romance Writers of America (RWA) is having their annual conference in Orlando this coming week, and the American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) annual conference is just around the corner. It’s going to be held this year from September 17-20 in Indianapolis, Indiana. If you’re a Christian writer, like me, I bet you want to be there. And if the economy’s been a little tough for you, I bet you’re wondering how you can afford to go.

As I’ve been wondering the same thing, I’ve come up with a few ideas you might want to try too…

1) Airfare- Do you have a friend who works for an airline? Airline employees get standby flight passes. If someone you know has one they’re not using, they might pass it on to you. One of my oldest friends works for Southwest and she generously shared enough passes for a roundtrip flight. Sure, I will have to fly standby and won’t have my choice of ideal flight times…but I do have the ideal price! My friend has said she’ll work with me to get the best schedule. And, if I don’t wind up being able to go, I can just return the passes to her for her own use.

2) Conference Fee- The cost for the full conference is $515. That’s not cheap–but it is a bargain for the opportunity to learn from the best, meet editors and agents face-to-face, and interact with other writers who speak your language. So, now that we’ve established that…how do you find the money in your budget? One way I’ve been working on is inspired by Dave Ramsey: “sell so much stuff the kids think they’re next!”

I used to sell Mary Kay to earn some extra money. When my daughter arrived, I slowed way down, and now I don’t sell at all. But I still have lots of inventory on my shelves. I sold enough of it at 75% of retail to earn half of my conference fee in one afternoon! A friend was having a garage sale, and she let me put my stuff out on one of the tables. I just had to pitch in $5 for advertising. (Okay, and I wound up buying a back-up car seat.) Ebay has been great for moving the remainder, plus some other things around the house I just don’t have the space for.

Many local chapters offer partial scholarships to the conference. If you qualify, don’t hesitate to apply. You don’t know how God wants to use you at this conference and what He has in store for you. Don’t let pride keep you from applying. Let the people who have so generously given to these scholarship programs have their opportunity to be a blessing to a deserving person.

3) Hotel– I know, ideally, you’ve gotta be at the conference hotel. But maybe you’re having trouble finding a roommate and the price of the room is cost-prohibitive for you to do by yourself. Look for other area hotels. Maybe there are some other nearby hotels that you can stay at  and take  a quick cab ride to and from. You could get a better rate or might even be able to use some points you have saved up on a card. (I don’t use credit cards anymore…see the earlier Dave Ramsey quote, so this one isn’t an option for me!)

Sometimes it takes being creative to advance our careers. Getting to a national conference like ACFW’s is a great career builder. It can open doors that an e-mail in the slush pile never can do. And if you can’t make it, start looking for local and regional conferences you can meet targeted agents and editors at. You won’t regret the investment in yourself.
What creative things do you do in order to pay for writing-related expenses? What tips do you have for getting to this year’s ACFW conference?

Writer Wednesday: Welcome Back Edition

Hi, Friends!

It’s been a while, huh? Thanks for coming back over to the blog today. I’m celebrating the return of the Internet to Casa Ethridge after a long and painful forced break (thanks local ISP folks).

Often when I dive into something–like my return here–I find myself paralyzed by everything and nothing. I have a hundred different thoughts in my head, and in the interest of wanting to not lose any good ideas, I can procrastinate myself into a hole. But I can justify it as trying to make the best decision.

We can do that with our writing, too. Especially if we’ve taken some time away.

(Quick Journey karaoke interlude: “Everybody needs a little time away, I have to say…from each ooooother…”)

There’s nothing wrong with taking a break–forced or unintentional–but it’s what we do with our return that counts. If you’ve taken a break from writing, I encourage you to dive back in. Don’t wade into the shallow end of the pool. It’s tempting. Less splash. Less potential for embarrassment. But way less fun. There’s no way that tiptoeing down the stairs can possibly equal the rush of air blowing past you as you leave the diving board and the crack of the water as you break the surface.

I’ve recently started writing in chunks that the Twitterverse has dubbed #1k1hr. This means taking at least an hour a day to write at least a thousand words. Because my goal is to write 1,000 words a day and my toddler will usually take at least an hour’s nap, this is a great project for me. And through posting on Twitter when I’m diving into my #1k1hr pool, I’ve gotten to meet and get support from a great community of other authors.

I don’t always have time to write the big chunks of the story like I want to. I’d love to be able to sit all day and focus on nothing but writing. But that would require hiring a nanny. And that would require a paycheck. It’s a vicious cycle.

But instead of making excuses, I do what I can. We all can do what we can. Every day of #1k1hr gets me 1,000 words closer to my goal. I’m writing a 60,000-word category romance. If I remain consistent in #1k1hr, that 60,000-word manuscript gets written in two months. Now, I’m realistic and I know I’ll have to take some time away (cue the Journey again) for a day here or a day there. Even if I take off a months’ worth of days, I can still get my project complete in three months. That’s what consistency does for you. It gives you a plan and a means to achieving a goal.

When you take a break, what helps you get back on track? What are your daily writing goals? How do you make sure you’re achieving them–do you take part in #1k1hr or something similar? Post some comments below and give some ideas for your fellow authors!

And thanks for reading and welcoming me back!

Writer Wednesday: The Job Interview

Do you remember when you were young and people asked what you’d like to be when you grew up? Maybe a firefighter or a teacher. Or, if you were me, you decided to be a pediatric surgeon. (I even stuck with it from age 5 until college, when I realized that medical school was cost-prohibitive for someone who thought they’d ultimately like to be a stay-at-home-mom.)

What they never told you as a kid was how much prep work went into actually getting the job. The same is true of writing. Even though it’s a pretty solitary gig, one you can accomplish 90% of while still in your pajamas, you still have to treat it as a professional job. And the first gateway to getting any job is the job interview.

In the case of publishing, the gatekeeper isn’t HR. It’s agents and editors. And you have to treat them the same as you would with anyone you asked for a job.

I see a lot of agents, especially, in the tweetosphere and blogosphere talking about crazy query letters. There are even websites dedicated to them, like Query Shark , which allows other writers to critique and hone queries, and the legendary-but-now-silent Miss Snark.

Writers, your query letter is the literary equivalent of cover letter and resume. It’s a tough job market. Printing resumes on pink scented paper might have worked for Elle Woods, but it doesn’t work in the real world. Following agent and publisher guidelines when you query demonstrate that you’re a professional. That you’ve done your basic homework. That you’re someone they would enjoy working with.

In the world of HR, someone who doesn’t meet the requirements on paper doesn’t get called for a job interview. In writing, someone who doesn’t meet the requirements on paper doesn’t get asked for a partial or a full.

If you mass-query agents, send them books which aren’t in the genres they represent, or otherwise brand yourself as someone who isn’t professional, they have every right to decline your query right then and there. They’re looking for business partners. Because whatever else publishing may be, it’s a bottomline dollars-and-cents business.

And that’s okay with me. I figure it’s okay with you too, assuming you’re like me and would like to make some money off your writing. The English major in me loves the romanticized idea of F. Scott Fitzgerald writing at some Parisian cafe or Lord Byron running off to Italy for inspiration. If that’s why you write, that’s fantastic. And you can still have success on your terms through self-publishing. There are so many venues today in which to get your work into the hands of readers.

But I write because I want it to be my career, not my hobby. That’s why I attend writer’s groups and conferences. It’s why I polish my manuscript for contests. It’s why I try as hard as I can to make my daily word count. I’m treating this as a profession, not something I play at like my husband plays golf.

And above all, I try to be professional when seeking out business partners. Agents and publishers are the key to building my career as a writer. I want to partner with the best for my career path. That’s why I only query agents who work with the type of manuscripts I write. I need someone who knows my market and has built relationships. And that’s why I follow guidelines.

The Bible says “study to show yourself approved…” (2Tim 2:15, KJV) Seeking out agents and publishers for your work is no different. Study what’s expected by agents and editors you’re interested in…that will help win their approval. The writing wins over all, but it’s up to each of us to use every advantage we have to get that job interview.

Loves Like a Hurricane

He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

The first time I heard the David Crowder Band sing “How He Loves,” I was driving home down the narrow stretch of road alongside the beach. At sealevel, where Hurricane Ike had rolled ashore about a year and a half prior, I couldn’t help but be struck by the lyrics.

I mean, struck to the point of almost being unable to drive because of the tears in my eyes. I mean, struck by the understanding of the past year and a half of my life. I mean, struck with the knowledge of the lengths God will go to in order to accomplish His plan in each of our lives.

I thought I was moved because I have a soft spot for DCB. I’ve been listening to them since I was a Baylor Bear, before they were THE DAVID CROWDER BAND (except they don’t use the “the”, but it sounds awkward without it here) and instead just the cool guys who led worship. I thought the college nostalgia combined with that loaded word “hurricane” struck me.

But then I thought about it as DCB repeated the initial verse.

He loves like a hurricane. We are a tree.

This is a satellite picture from the Internet of Hurricane Ike the day before landfallHours before Hurricane Ike hit Galveston in September 2008, it took up the ENTIRE GULF OF MEXICO. All of it. Not a single droplet of water in that ocean was not under the cover of Ike’s clouds.

The winds roar and swirl. The waves rise and consume. The fury rocks and shakes. In Bolivar, the island to the east of Galveston which bore the brunt of Ike’s transformative power, concrete house slabs were peeled up off the ground like a sticker off a child’s hand. Today, when you drive in Bolivar, you would have no idea that entire subdivisions once existed. There’s nothing of the old remaining.

Stewart Beach, where our store was located, after the storm And what about those trees, bending beneath the weight of the wind? After they bend and make it through the storm, they are often not in the same place they were before. They’re stripped of the leaves and fronds. They’re not the same. Many of Galveston’s historic oaks, planted after the Great Storm of 1900, went in to shock. The ones which did survive required care and fresh water. Hundreds of them didn’t survive. Many of those were made into tree sculptures, bringing a new life and purpose to their once-solid trunks.

God loves like a hurricane. He is all consuming. He loves with a passion, a fury. He loves with an organic purpose, a irrespective of all the careful planning we do with our own lives.

And we are the tree. We can’t be unaffected by His presence. We don’t fully understand His changes overnight. The old is stripped away. And sometimes, He brings something entirely new in the place of what was originally there.

It’s not always wind and waves that make up a hurricane. We all will endure life’s storms. And God brings them into our lives not because of insensitivity, but because He works all things to good for those who love the Lord and are called according to His purposes. I quote that verse often because it’s true.

Hurricanes have a purpose. Our lives have a plan. God shows love in them both.

The Cone of Uncertainty

Last week, Lindsay Nobles did a feature on her blog around the song “How He Loves.”  Lindsay spoke specifically about the version of the song by the songwriter, John Mark McMillan, but when I think of this song, I think of the David Crowder Band version. The blog and the comments it generated really interested me because I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about this song as hurricane season has now rolled back across the little squares of my calendar.

The opening lines of the song go like this:

He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

Yup, it’s hurricane season. And the news reports are already full of a little guy named Tropical Storm Alex, who has already visited folks in Belize and Mexico’s Yucatan Peninsula. And although weather reports seem to think he’s probably headed to Northern Mexico, guess who is right on the edge of that “Cone of Uncertainty”?

Galveston.

And all of a sudden, I become very aware of the affliction of two years ago, Hurricane Ike. I’ve been blogging on here about what I’ve learned through recovering from Ike. I’ve written a book on it. I’m going to be on a radio interview this coming weekend talking about staying positive in our own tough times.

But here I am, almost paralyzed with fear these past few days thinking “what if he comes here?” I’ve often said going through Hurricane Ike wasn’t the worst thing that happened to me. But would I be able to say the same about a Hurricane Alex in my life? Would I be able to recover from being knocked down again just as I’m starting to get my feet solidly under me again?

The answer is simply: I do not know.  I like to think I would. Have you ever been in a situation where you’re just moving past that hurricane in your life, you’ve been through rebuilding, and you think you’re turning the corner to recovery, then you look up and there’s a reminder of where you’ve been…and it’s threatening you all over again?

This week, I’m going to take a few days and explore what the first verse of “How He Loves” means to me as a hurricane survivor. I hope you’ll come with me on the journey. I’m in need of a reminder of his overwhelming love and provision this week. Maybe you are too.

Let’s release the cone of uncertainty and rest in the unwavering certainty of His love.

“Flood waters can’t drown love, torrents of rain can’t put it out.” –Song of Solomon 8:6 (MSG)

Saturday Product Review: Infinite Monster

If you’ve been around here for about five minutes, you’ve heard me talk about things I’ve learned through dealing with and recovering from Hurricane Ike. I’m even writing a book, Ike 101: Life Lessons I Learned from a Hurricane and How You Can Recover from the Storms in Your Life and sending it out to agents and publishers now.

My friend Leigh Jones, a former reporter for our local paper, The Galveston County Daily News, and her colleague, Rhiannon Meyers, have just come out with the first definitive book on Hurricane Ike and Galveston’s journey to recovery. Called Infinite Monster: Courage, Hope & Resurrection in the Face of One of America’s Largest Hurricanes, Leigh and Rhiannon interviewed scores of residents and officials in Galveston and the Bolivar Peninsula to put together a timeline of both the storm and the climb from the rubble.

This is a book you must read. Galveston didn’t receive the attention of notable storms like Katrina or the Haiti earthquake because it immediately got bumped from the news cycle before the winds settled down. The very same weekend as Ike, the economic crisis began as Lehman Brothers collapsed. A small town on the Texas coast couldn’t compare to Wall Street, even when that small town was 90% flooded.

As I read the last page of Infinite Monster, I broke into tears. It helped me to process some of the emotions which still linger almost two years later. When you’re buried under your own personal day-to-day journey of recovery, it’s hard to remember details and events in the bigger picture. Leigh and Rhiannon helped me do that.

The stories of the people interviewed for this book show the best of America and heroism. They are people like Galveston Beach Patrol Chief Peter Davis who swam down flooded streets to check waterlogged cars for victims trapped inside as the storm surge rolled in–only to lose his own mother in the weeks after the storm. They are people like Renee Brawner, a teacher on Bolivar Peninsula who assumed she’d be home in a few days, only to have nothing more than a slab to return to. They are people like Leigh herself, whose own home flooded to the ceiling, causing her to lose everything while she functioned as a lifeline to Galvestonians, tweeting the details of Ike and writing play-by-plays for Texas’ oldest newspaper.

Infinite Monster clearly shows just what happens behind the news stories. When the camera crews are gone and the headlines fade, real people must still rebuild their lives. And Galvestonians showed the same perseverance in 2008 as they did after the Great Storm of 1900, still the largest natural disaster in American history. It’s a story which will make you proud, no matter where you live, and it is a story which will inspire you to both be prepared and prepare to recover.

You can order the book at Amazon, through my link on the title in the 2nd paragraph. But if you want an autographed copy, leave a comment and I’ll get you one. Leigh and Rhiannon will be doing a book signing on July 10 at Galveston Outfitters, the store my husband and I own and I’ll be happy to set aside a copy for you and ship it to you. This is a book you’ll want on your shelves, and having it signed by two people who went through so much personally and brought this story back to life will be a real treasure.

Where’s Your Seat at the Table?

At the church I recently began attending, we take part in a congregational response time before communion. Last week, one of the lines quite literally almost knocked me over as I stood there in the candlelit room, repeating in chorus with the worshippers around me.

We are guilty of coming to your table without understanding the significance of the meal.

Whoa.

I mean, I’ve been a good Baptist as far as communion goes. I pray before I take eat my wafer and wash it down with the little sip of Welch’s. I can even muster righteous indignation at people who fidget or talk while this part of the service goes on. People are trying to pray, doggone it.

But now I go to a church who does communion in a whole different way than the pass-the-plate-down-the-pew style I’ve grown up with. And it has radically changed my views on communion. Exhibit A: this is my second blog about being affected by this new style of celebrating communion.

How often do we do that in life: sign up for something without really understanding the significance? What would happen if you decided to run a marathon without training? For me, I wouldn’t make it .2, much less 26.2. In college, I signed up for Elementary German because after 5 years of Spanish, I was tired of it and I wasn’t going for employment as a translator at the UN. I thought taking German would be cool. I could get in touch with my heritage.

I had NO clue what a quirky language German was or how difficult it would be. I was a good student. I had a great GPA. Until German tried to tank it. It didn’t matter how much I studied. I just plain struggled. I pulled a B, but I don’t know how. To this day, all I can say is “Wo ist mein Topflappen?” and “Mein Traumwohnung ist ein Raumstatzion.” Since I very rarely have to ask where my potholder is or inform people that my dream apartment is a space station, those two semesters of getting in touch with my heritage probably could have been better spent.

I was unprepared for the significance of tackling a completely new challenge. And I think it’s the same when it comes to fully understanding the sacrifice of Christ. The idea of death is just not something we think about in our highly-sanitized world. Remember how long it took before the government would allow news organizations to see flights which returned fallen soldiers home from the battlefields of Iraq and Afghanistan? We just don’t get to confront final sacrifices.

The next time you sit at the table, don’t pull up a chair at the far end of the table. Fight for the chair at Christ’s side. Get close. Join the conversation. Understand His sacrifice. The bread and the wine aren’t significant because of dough or grapes. When Christ asked us to “do this in remembrance of me” (Luke 22:19, NIV), He asked us to remember, to think. To come to the table with our full attention.

Take time this week to read the accounts of the Last Supper and think about what Christ tried to teach with that meal. Make notes. Tuck them in your Bible and next time you come to the table, pull them out like your place card. Get a seat at the table that shows you want to better understand the significance of the meal.