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On Writing ::
The Little, Boring Things
I realize I’ve been trained to do this. And only recently did I figure this out. Twenty years ago when I was in the tenth grade, my dad the youth worker, as a result of his own personal spiritual journey, began a series of unconventional youth retreats based around the spiritual disciplines. They were for [...]
The Pleasure and the Holiness of Writing
It took me a long time to say that I’m a writer. It took me over a year of writing EVERY day. And I mean every day for me to admit to myself that I’m a writer, and then a few years after that for me to comfortably admit to anyone else that I was. [...]
Spent
I think God made us finite for a reason. I only have so many words per day to give, I’m finding. I’m writing on a longer project right now and I find when I come to this place, I stare and sit and stare some more at the cursor. What is right and good to [...]
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