When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can. ~Samuel Lover
Five Minutes with Grateful
Joining Lisa Jo today for her five-minute word prompt on GRATEFUL. Pouring words for five minutes with no editing. GO! I’m grateful for water that ripples and waves that crash. For sand that sings beneath my feet. For “I do” and “I love you” and a tender smile. I’m grateful for family and friends and […]
Unanswered Prayer?
Had I in some form learned the future would I have asked for unanswered prayer and would that prayer have gone unanswered? Would the gift of prayer for unanswered prayer have been unanswered prayer because He’s doing something greater than my prayer? I pray to God—my life a prayer— and […]
Do They Sweat in Duke City? / Fiction as Research (repost)
In memory of novelist Stephen Bly, here’s a repost of an article he shared last year on western novel research, especially as it relates to Cowboy for a Rainy Afternoon. Do They Sweat in Duke City? / Fiction as Research by Stephen Bly New Mexico heat blanketed Albuquerque that July like too many covers […]
The Road of Life (repost)
The Road of Life At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a president; I recognized His picture when I saw it, but […]
When the Way Gets Rough
We make a last-minute decision to check out our son’s wedding venue in Ludington, Michigan and make plans for the rehearsal meal. It’s a working weekend, but we take the bikes along, too. And the grandgirl. Because it’s also bachelorette party weekend, and her mom is in the wedding. Ludington sits right on Lake Michigan […]
Sunday Seasoned Sayings: Singing Your Song
I’m thanking you, God, from a full heart, I’m writing the book on your wonders. I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I’m singing your song, High God. ~Psalm 9:1-2 (Message)
Saturday Snaps: Cartwheels of Joy
They frolic out in the field, the three of them with their mamas. Picking their way through soybean sprouts. Camouflaged in corn stalks. The mamas are alert, protective. Dennis says the tree line is close to half a mile from me, and yet the mamas seem to hear and see me. They’re prepared to rush […]
Five Minutes with Wonder
Joining Lisa Jo today for her five-minute word prompt on wonder. GO! Sometimes I hurtle through my day with asteroid momentum, numb to the awe-tinged. Sometimes I just dog paddle through my week while glory swims around me. I rush through life at a frantic pace with eyes that do not see. I don’t stop […]
Window on Writing: Whoa!
We head east, past the field, past the house. Dennis leads the way. Turk’s a buckskin, part American Saddlebred. I follow on Lady, his part-Shetland strawberry roan. She’s my age, and I think she’s jealous. She limps. And swings her head around to nip at my feet. I call ahead. I think she’s hurt. […]
