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A Fun Little Thing

2011-11-22T08:39:00.001-08:00

So I entered a short story competition that involved using Lulu to self-publish a story of 600 words or less. Lulu will post your work for sale (or for free) on the iBookstore and for Barnes & Noble's Nook. Here's a link to my story on the iBookstore :-) Kind of fun . . .

Jabberwocky redux

2011-02-28T08:55:00.001-08:00

Now it's on its way for real :-)And here's the new website featuring . . . my poem!Were you so inclined, you could also order it here.

Coming in February

2011-01-25T09:08:00.000-08:00

After much delay, Jabberwocky 5, featuring a poem by yours truly, will be printed and available. My contributor copy will then fly across the pond to me. Woo hoo! I've included a shot of the cover for your enjoyment.

And another one . . .

2010-11-18T19:47:00.000-08:00

Just a quick post to say that another of my short stories will be popping up in the wild this January. It's in an Australian publication (ooooh, how exotic) called This Mutant Life. And yes, it is a super-hero story.

Jabberwocky

2010-10-13T07:20:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone. Follow this link and check out the list of contributors to the upcoming edition of Jabberwocky.Notice any names you recognize? Aside from Oscar Wilde of course.And while I'm at it, I know this is a little old and most of you have already checked it out, but here's a link to a short story I had published earlier this year with Residential Aliens.

A Bruised Reed He Will Not Break

2010-10-07T16:57:00.000-07:00

I see him descending the mountain with a crowd. Does he know I’m here, on the edges and removed? Outside. Always outside. Does he have words for one such as me or are his words for them alone? I must know, for only he can help. “Unclean!” I shout. “Unclean!” With the babble of voices surrounding him, no one hears. I cry louder. “Unclean! Unclean!” Those closest to me

Matthew 5-7

2010-08-14T09:42:00.000-07:00

I stand on a hillside with many others. I don't know how long we've been here, nor do I care. The Teacher is speaking. Already my heart and mind are full. I doubt I can take in any more. Each word he speaks seems pointed at me; each word challenging my long-held beliefs.The eyes of some around me are turned inward now, examining a heart touched by words on love, holiness, trust--there are

Matthew 19:13-15

2010-06-19T13:37:00.000-07:00

"Go ahead son," my mother says to me. "He's just over there."I take tentative steps toward the crowd of milling children and adults. The noise is deafening. Loud voices rise above the clamor rebuking and driving people away. My feet stop moving and seem to take root in the ground below them. The yelling men sound angry and angry men are scary for one as young and small as me. I can go no closer

John 15:12

2010-03-04T22:22:00.000-08:00

Last week I was reading John 15, one of my favorite chapters anywhere in the Bible, and read a verse I've read countless times before, but the Spirit used it to confront an area of sin. In this verse Jesus says, "If the world hates you, you know that it has hated Me before it hated you."The Spirit prompted me to ask myself a very simple question: "Do I want the world to hate me?" To which I could

Why I gave up tea for Lent

2010-02-17T21:19:00.000-08:00

Renee and I spent some time last night praying about what the Lord would have us do for this Lenten season, largely at the recommendation of Dr. Peters, priest and professor extraordinaire. It sounds silly to me to say it, but I've never asked this of the Lord at Lent before. I've just picked something and gone with it. It occurred to me as we prayed that every Lenten sacrifice I've ever made

Another one

2009-08-14T08:23:00.000-07:00

What's up with these dreams of having dinner with authors? Last night I dreamed George R.R. Martin and I shared a pizza at what must have been a country club. There were fountains, big stretches of lawn, and, of all things, tetherball, though I didn't challenge him to a match. I wonder who would have won if we'd played . . .

Why not?

2009-08-07T22:08:00.000-07:00

I started reading Richard Foster's Prayer today and in the intro to part one he shares this little story:"A disciple once came to Abba Joseph, saying, 'Father, according as I am able, I keep my little rule, my little fast, and my little prayer. And according as I am able, I strive to cleanse my mind of all evil thougths and my heart of all evil intents. Now, what more should I do?' Abba Joseph

Thank you Kate Elliott

2009-07-25T10:33:00.000-07:00

For anyone curious to know a little more about the process of writing a novel and what it has been like for me personally, one of my favorite authors, Kate Elliott, writes here on the subject of how writers talk about writing. I've shared a little bit through e-mail and on this blog about the doubts that creep in about my writing abilities and the worries over the quality of what I've created.

A conversation with Patrick Rothfuss

2009-07-11T15:31:00.000-07:00

First of all, let me apologize to all of you who have been waiting over 3 weeks to hear how my conversation with Patrick Rothfuss went. I can’t believe it was that long ago. There has been a lot for me to think about and I wanted to listen to the whole conversation again in case I missed something. Thank you for your patience.The morning of our conversation I had a strong sense that it would be

2009-06-10T10:43:00.000-07:00

A couple nights ago I dreamed I had dinner with Neil Gaiman . He was witty, charming, and quite funny. I wish I'd asked him some questions . . .

Drinking from a Dry Well

2009-04-01T15:32:00.000-07:00

Madeleine L’Engle writes that we “are coauthors with God in the writing of our own story.” And proceeds to quote Laurens Van Der Post’s writing about the Kalahari Bushman: “The story was his most sacred possession. Without a

Myth and Reality

2006-01-12T14:49:00.000-08:00

I’ve been reading a book by Rolland Hein called Christian Mythmakers and it has been a true blessing as it has confirmed a lot of what I have been thinking over the course of the past 9 months. One of the more powerful passages I read was something from G.K. Chesterton’s Orthodoxy. In it Chesterton writes:“My first and last philosophy, that which I believe in with unbroken certainty, I learnt in