“I was carrying Number Seven to the chicken shed when Bruce said, ‘You might want to let her stay in the barn. They’ll kill her if you put her with…
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For Lent I decided to read Revelation through like the wild, apocalyptic narrative it is, you know, like science fiction, not trying to figure out what every verse means. I…
“It’s raining to the east. You might see a rainbow,” said Candace King our local weather forecaster. I picked myself up and went outside to do chores. The day was…
Sometimes the complaint is the answer, but it can devolve into an emotional stink that drives people off. I know, because I’ve been so wounded from losing my family…
“Be positive. Banish the negative. Be thankful. Messages like this stream through Facebook. But I disagree, because you just can’t be happy all the time,” so opens my Perspective on…
Please welcome Mike Frosolono to my blog. We’re trading places for a bit. His novel Comfort and Affliction deals with the same themes as my novel in that a veteran…
Watched the moon rise behind a tree big enough to send cracks through the fire that grew slowly as the earth shifted out of her way. When she pulled away…
My heart sank when Pastor Kinnear preached about Jesus being driven into the wilderness by the Holy Spirit, flapping her wings like a chicken whacking a person as they pick…
Back in October, the combines were buried in the corn, moving slower than I’ve ever seen them, the corn taller than the cabs. These huge machines waded in slowly, look like…
Ask our neighbor Kenny, or or my husband Bruce, what I thought about the new neighbors and they’ll tell you I was suspicious, to put it mildly. I’d heard a…