These Farmhouse Bookshelves (Writing-a-Book Edition)
Books have always felt like bread and water to me. Necessary. Daily. Delicious. I am finding that to be even more true as I round the final bend of book writing. There seems to be an almost exact correlation between words in and words out. These days, I am reading in order to keep the sounds and rhythms of good writing foremost in my mind. I...
For Christmas Eve (And For Always)
I have wanted to share a guest post from my friend Laura for a long time. That I am finally able to do that, and on Christmas Eve, is one more good gift of a season that is full of them. Laura is a dear friend. She is also a writer of rare talent. I sit up and take notice whenever I read something of hers. Read the following reflection and...
Advent (Fourth Tuesday)
Advent has nearly reached its fulfillment, yet I am finding the peace it promises just a little harder to grasp as Christmas approaches. How easily I can be undone by one two-year-old with a permanent marker and an extra-long grocery list. My friend Ashley has given me a gift this morning. It took me longer than anticipated to post it for you...
Advent (Fourth Monday)
Four candles lit. Can you believe it? The season of Advent will soon be fulfilled. Christmas is near. And I am so pleased to share these words from my friend Allison. A fellow writer and gardener, Alison and I met at church. When I say thank you for the many good gifts I have received since moving to Pennsylvania, Allison is always near the...
Advent (Third Friday)
I am incredibly grateful for the community of writers I've come to know through the internet. But there is nothing like sitting face to face. Nothing like talking over cups of coffee while children run through our legs (or beg for another push on the swing). Campbell has been that friend to me, and I am grateful beyond words. Campbell is also...
Advent (Third Wednesday)
Amy is another friend I owe to the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College. We met rather accidentally when we found ourselves seated together in a large auditorium. Yet, it is a wonder we'd never met before. Our paths once crisscrossed through the English department of a Texas university and even at a local church. Amy is smart and...
