Thursday, March 13, 2008

Breaking News: Camy Tang likes being a girl!

Join me in welcoming Camy Tang to my blog today!


It’s hard being a girl

 Sometimes, it’s hard being a girl, don’t you think? Mom telling you stuff like, “Ladies don’t sprawl on a chair,” or “Don’t hunch, straighten your shoulders.”


And pantyhose! Don’t get me started on that. I think it was invented by a sausage maker or something.

 But most of the time, I like being a girl. I’m very different from my husband, Captain Caffeine, in many different ways. Most of the time, it’s funny (but then again, I’m kind of warped and I think a lot of weird things are funny).

 For example, illogic does not faze me.

 “You said you were craving salt, so you eat chocolate?”

 I shrug. “So?”

 Also, our choice of TV programs is very different. He records mixed martial arts on our Tivo, I record chick flicks. He watches stupid man movies, I think they destroy brain cells. He has stopped asking me if I’m watching Pride and Prejudice AGAIN, and I have stopped asking him why he’s watching a rerun of SportsCenter that he saw an hour ago.


But most vividly, my relationship with God is different from the Captain’s relationship with God.

 I love my father-daughter relationship with Him, although it has many other facets, too—Sovereign Lord and His people, shepherd and His sheep, Lord Almighty and His soldier.

But I know that Captain Caffeine’s relationship with God is completely different from mine. His view of God as his father, his Lord, his role model for the head of the household and the family’s spiritual leader. Those are aspects of God I can’t quite understand.

 And I wouldn’t want to. Our different relationships with God help make us more compatible. They complete our family unit, our spiritual oneness.


Of course, sometimes I wish I understood him better, especially when I ask him to pray about getting a new car and he says God told him NO, we don’t need a cute red Mini Cooper.

 But most of the time, the differences between us make me glad I’m a girl, with my unique relationship with God, our unique styles of communication and the unique things He points out to me in His word. I am my father’s girl, and the Captain is his father’s boy, and I’m happy with it.

 Although I really do think we need a Mini Cooper.

 Some VI Info about Miss Camy

Camy Tang is the loud Asian chick who writes loud Asian chick lit. She used to be a biologist, but now she is a staff worker for her church youth group and leads a worship team for Sunday service. She also runs the Story Sensei fiction critique service. On her blog, she gives away Christian novels every Monday and Thursday, and she ponders frivolous things like dumb dogs (namely, hers), coffee-geek husbands (no resemblance to her own...), the writing journey, Asiana, and anything else that comes to mind. Visit her website at for a huge website contest going on right now, giving away five boxes of books and 25 copies of her latest release, ONLY UNI.

From Sarah:

Seriously folks, Camy is one fun chick - and her books are a lot like her actually!  I met Camy personally at Mount Hermon a few years ago and she happened to hear the story of "Sarah's worst and most public critique EVER." And not only that - she seems to still like me (and fortunately didn't believe the "worst critique EVER"). What a relief! Camy also happens to be a great person to stand next to during a party because she happens to be very funny. Read her books people! You won't regret it.

And just to give you an urge, I'll give a way a copy of the brand spanking new "Only Uni" to a random commenter. Want to win? So easy! Just leave a comment with your e-mail address for your chance to win. Come on, I've already got the comment # in mind so what are you waiting for:-)

And BTW - I totally agree about those pantyhose - and about enjoying that father-daughter relationship with God.