Last fall, I was teaching a workshop on how to write essays, and one question came up again and again: what is an essay. A simple question from the outside, but a harder one to answer from the inside, because so much of what is called an essay these days feels like a lot of other things.
For a new book manuscript I’m working on, I’m trying to capture the world I grew up in, the world where my parents worked with their hands to pay the mortgage, we grew and hunted food because we had to, and dinner out usually meant a potluck meal at a relative’s …
The Wonder of the Past: H...
In moments like these, we need hope that brighter days...
Did You Know Clinton Coun...
Published at Clinton County Daily News
Drenched in a Metaphor
I found a metaphor growing in my garden over the weeken...
Mutual Affirmation: Try A...
Published on the Northview Church blog.
Perseverance in Waiting
I want to be more like Noah, who just kept doing what G...
