Writing is a discipline. Do you still want it? It's rewarding, but it takes work. It's beautiful to see words dance, but it's raw and painful. To write about what matters will strike a dissonant chord, but stick with it. There's some intriguing harmonies waiting to exist.Read More
Living a life of hope & wholeness and sometimes writing about it.
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A couple weekends ago, I visited Birmingham with a friend of mine--we'll call her Trail Runner. Trail Runner is one of those naturally outdoorsy people who grew up with a state park at her back door and a kayak strapped to the family car. Trail Runner and I couldn't be more different, but on a sidewalk in November, we decided to start road tripping together.Read More
She was just like me at eighteen years old--passionate but timid, needing a friend to tell her she's legit and her dreams are legit. Needing permission to let her passions bust out of the trapdoor and surprise everyone. She needed her moment where someone believed in her.Read More
“I just have too many dreams. It’s a problem,” I told my dear friend and mentor. I wrapped my arms around my head and attempted to crawl under the coffee table—partially as a joke, partially as a perfectly logical way of escaping real life. Hiding under tables always worked for me as a kid, so what difference does fifteen years make, right?Read More