Stories about The Writing Life

When I Forgot Who I Am.

I forgot who I am. For just a moment, I forgot. The morning found me knowing. In a conversation with a friend, I spelled it all out clearly. I...

I Am Not My Memory.

It is no secret that I love story and find my most comfortable place in storytelling. To wrap flesh and bone around hope and let it walk in the...

I Know What’s Wrong.

I awoke today to the sound of chimes. They were on my smartphone, telling me of the things that need to be done. Now. By hour. It’s the weekend,...

A Word for 2014: Redeem.

Last year was a first for me. A nudge to select a word and allow it to be written into my calendar days with India Ink intensity.  The word...

The False Positive.

It’s quiet right now. So very quiet. No music plays. No television shows echo in the background. There is no scrolling Twitter feed in front of me, and no...

It’s Not About the Starting.

I got the email on Monday. And I’m now part of the Start Experiment. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure exactly what that means. Some people in the...

Vulnerable (willing).

This isn’t really a story, but more about the beginnings of one. Call it a diary entry – or a pledge – or a reminder to not be afraid....

Father of the Hand-written.

There is not one who slips by unnoticed. There is not one who is anonymous to Him. Every name, every face, every small detail. He knows.  All divinely hand-made,...

The Perfect One. (to Ian)

Yes, most of the posts on this blog – in the section marked “life” – are about this ChristStumbler. The stories are about things I’m being taught as I...

Courage in the Unfinished.

There are moments when life seems to flow from the pen in beautiful poetry and prose, and there are times when it feels more like an unfinished sentence –...

Willing. A word for 2013.

I am a hunter, and I am a gatherer – a warrior and a princess. There is something about seeking and finding and treasuring that has value beyond measure....

Praying from Z to A.

It was a rather purposeful accidental thing. I sat in the dark technical booth in the back of the room, with a lighting board to my left and a...
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