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Continue reading →: Out SickWatercolor of Bonnet Springs Park. 10.19.25 Today, I begin by taking a misty walk around the lake just after sunrise. For three days, I have been trapped by the perimeter of my yard. Everyone is sick, and although I am beginning to feel the ache of illness in my body,…
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Continue reading →: 20,000 Steps to Writing a NovelI wrote a book. It is a very bad book, with plot holes and typos and major issues with the P.O.V., but I wrote a book. I typed the last line on Monday, just after the sun went down and the mosquitoes came out. I started it last October, thinking…
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Continue reading →: Was it a cult, or?Recently, an old pastor of mine went on a podcast and admitted that the discipleship program I had participated in was more of a cult than a college. He said, “When I looked up that definition, and when I finally one day sat in my house and I broke it…
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Continue reading →: Angry Woman, Where Aren’t Thou?
My mother is a midwestern woman. A landlocked, rural woman from birth to what should have been death, except that at 34, her husband, in following whatever voice most sounded like God’s, took her East. In the East there were fewer silos reaching up than there were shores pulling out,…






