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On Remembering the Corn Story
Do you have a favorite Thanksgiving story? I do. Some stories never grow old, but this one had to grow old before it became a favorite. I thought of the story once again this year and considered sharing it, but since I had already shared it here—twice!—I changed my...
on writing new beginnings and surprise endings
Ecclesiastes 3 reminded me this morning that there is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven a time to write and a time to edit a time to rewrite and a time to wait a time to study and a time to stop a time to be patient and a time to be...
Yellow Hoodie Haiku
The sweatshirt he wore yesterday was the color of the leaves. He stopped. I kept going, but Turned back when I noticed he Wasn’t beside me. My hands were cupped to Keep the wind out of my ears. “Wear your hat,” he’d said When we left the house. He handed it to me, the...
Major Classics for Minors—a Letter to My Late Brother
Dear Ed, Man (remember how you used to use that word for emphasis?) well, man, could it be that I have finally come to the place you knew so well? The place where things intersect? The great place where faith, life and art intersect? I believe I have. Art is about...