The Big Queer Deal: An Apology
The Big Queer Deal: An apology I’m going to cut to the chase: To my friends in the queer community, and their loving supporters-I’m sorry. I failed you, and I failed myself, and it’s time I make an amends. I’ve…
How I Feed My Family …
So on this blog you’ll see lots about my writing, lots about God, my family, and lots about my life. Basically my life, of which God is a part, and so is writing, my family, etc. It’s a one-stop shop–welcome, if…
First Words
The very first thing I remember ever writing was a poem in first grade. Please be sweet Please be mine Please be my valentine The girl across the street suggested it, actually. We brainstormed poems for the V-day project…
Strays … Chasing Kane
I’m doing the thing I usually do about 70-75{43d0d1614ecc8ec385b3ea9940a88627e26eaf9be88a0641399e0be0c80ef276} through each novel, when I typically arrive at the climax. I go back and reread the thing as I send chapters to my beta readers. This allows me to clean things up,…
Where’ve I Been?
I think it’s all gone now. The depression. I was gone, too, but it works in opposition, you see. It’s gone, I’m back, and so on. I need to update some things around here. Like my picture, for one. Lawd….
The Unlikely Missionary
It’s approaching three o’clock on this warm Sunday, the first day of November. We’ve been to church, where Quinn got a “thumbs up” from all three of the teachers in his Sunday school class—a celebratory event we’re sure to remark…
Poem
I started by writing poetry. I have no idea if that’s “common”, or whatever, amongst writers, but I started in first grade. It’s always come easy to me and I view it as a challenge sometimes … Random words can spur…
Atlantic City and Visions for the Future
I hate tunnels. Whether they’re through a mountain, under water (the absolute worst), or the figurative lesson-learning kind–I hate them. They’re scary and suffocating. I spend time equally between keeping my head down and eyes squeezed shut, and craning my…
Unpretty
I should be writing today. By definition I am writing right now, but what I mean is I should be working on my third installment of the Jesus Freaks series—long overdue by my previous standards, quite on target by my…
Be Still and Know
It’s been two months and three days since I wrote in The Darkness that things were bad in a soul way. That I was feeling low and detached and just empty of spirit. I stated in that post that I…