Word Shepherds, Side Roads, and a Boost over a Wall
“I feel that something has shifted in the deeps; it is as if God has spoken and I did not catch the half of it,…
This Next Season of Writing
The past several months have given me the opportunity to think over the next season of writing. Doing the work admittedly feels like scribbling in…
My Hopes Have Been Well-Placed
I. I have tried to write something, as You know, these past several days. I have tried to make something with these alphabet fragments, if…
The Wondrous Room Called Remember
To begin not at the beginning but with that final deadline I mentioned: my most recent piece of writing was the November article for The…
Done and Dusted (and Ready for Reflection)
I’ve established something of a routine for the aftermath of writing projects: vacuum, wipe down this desk and its wee cubbies and the cubbies’ residents,…
Wild(flower) God
Ten years ago, I wrote a post (now in private archives) about a sunflower that was growing in our as-yet untamed backyard. August 23, 2015…
