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On Writing ::
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. [...]
Thin Skin
“I thought you had thicker skin than that, Sarah.” His voice over the telephone about killed me. I leaned my forehead on my arm on the dining room table on Monday afternoon. I wanted to cry. I’d written something and wanted my husband to vet it for theological accuracy. So I emailed it to him. [...]
Brave Girl
I submitted a blog post about a year ago to a website that I love reading. I was a friend of the editor and she’d asked me to write something. “Absolutely.” I told her. “I’d be honored to contribute.” I wrote what I thought was a really great article. I spent much longer on it [...]
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