Wednesday,The day greeted by a blood moon, Oct. 8 At dawn, a string of geese, the pink light of an early sun, tipping their wings. A cedar waxwing knocked dead…
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Wednesday, September 17, 2014 The starlings sounded like hard rain coming across the corn. Out here you hear that rain a mile away, sweeping closer, until the drops fall on your…
August 10, 2014 (A week after my novel officially entered the world) I just took a nap and woke up wanting to comment on Nadia Bolz Weber’s sermon about the…
How I Trashed Frank Schaeffer in my Novel as an American Hitler and Why He’s Promoting It: Guest BLOG by the Former Schaeffer Family Crossway Books Publicist Here’s what Frank…
Friday, August 8, 2014 I swear this super moon pulled on anybody with water wrapped in their flesh and it didn’t even need to be full. People wrote on Facebook how they couldn’t…
The full moon straddling two days, June 12 and Friday the 13, offered enough mystery to spook me as I headed to surgery, well procedure. But oh it was beautiful last…
I choose a particular stall in the woman’s rest room at Holmes Student Center, where I take those few private minutes to relieve myself. When students stand me up or we finish…
I was talking on the phone with Hal Fickett about what to do next with social media. I hired him a few weeks ago to keep me focused because my…
Yesterday a friend posted that he felt dread, the horror that something terrible was about to happen. I wonder if this is how animals feel when the pressure changes in…
I’ve avoided my quiet time, for time on Facebook, hoping to pick up crumbs that might set my day straight better than the terror I’m finding there. Often I find…