They come into my room with complaints, always. It’s the nature of teenagers, and because I sit behind the desk I hear it all. Usually they march right up to me and express how annoying, or rude, or fake, or awful someone is. It's more important than lunch, more important than study hall, more important … Continue reading A surprising perspective of Godliness I’ve learned from teaching high school (yes, He’s still there)
I hardly know how to write this post because nothing like this has happened before. I’m on the floor (because I was floored, literally) to receive an email from Bethany Cousins, a reader who’s become a friend (a side benefit I never realized that comes with writing: new friends!). She, with her husband (i.e. NuminousBand), … Continue reading Bethany wrote a song, guys! To accompany Book 5—”Safety Assured Leaving East of Medicetti.” Come listen and wear a sweater (because it gave me chills)
See this photo of our latest snowstorm? Look closer—see all the spots on the image when I turn on my camera's flash? Ladybugs. No, no, no—don’t start saying, “Oh, how sweet!” because they aren’t. Not one bit. They are everywhere. Hundreds, every single day, springing up in the oddest of places. Usually I find them … Continue reading How an invasion of ladybugs brought down this pacifist and is making her rethink her stance on guns.
As a 10th grade English teacher, I learn a lot about students from their writing. I read about divorces, neglect, drug use, alcohol problems, and misery. And I hold all of their words sacred. They’ve trusted me with them, and they could write about something easier, but they share what eats at them. They have … Continue reading Book 8 teaser: Your heritage doesn’t determine your legacy, and that’s a good thing.
(I was sent this press release template in conjunction with being announced as a finalist. Having no idea what to do with it—marketing isn’t my strength—I’ve done my best to customize it. But as for sending it anywhere? Terrifying.) THE FLIGHT OF THE WOUNDED FALCON NAMED AS FINALIST (because I'm guessing my category was fairly … Continue reading How not to fill out a press release (but I feel obliged, so I tried anyway)
Recently a friend and I were chatting online about a most stupid and aggravating character (Young Pere in “The Soldier in the Middle of the World”). Those of you who are reading it know that Young Pere keeps getting caught up in his own ideas of how things should be. Despite warnings and promptings, he … Continue reading Can God, the master plot builder, write you and me a happy ending, even if we’ve messed up the story?
As with my previous book, Book 7 is HERE now, for free, available as a .pdf. Click right here for the page that will give you the link. Why do I do this, give away my books for free? As I've written before when I published Book 5, Safety Assured Leaving East of Medicetti, I feel … Continue reading FREE .pdf file of Book 7: The Soldier in the Middle of the World–available now!
As if the headline doesn't say enough, I'll say it again: IT'S ALIVE! Here's the link! The download is only .99! Thanks for your patience and thank goodness for Christmas vacations, giving me time to get this finished and published. Book 8 is up on my laptop right now, and I have fantasies of getting … Continue reading Need a new read for the New Year? Here’s Book 7, The Soldier in the Middle of the World!
Because we don't want to think. That's so like, boring. <insert eye-roll> We don't want to study, to research, to ponder, to analyze--we just want to be fed so that we can get back to playing and being entertained, as quickly as possible. Give us easy information, sensational too, because we love to be entertained. … Continue reading Book 7 Teaser: Why we’re so susceptible to fake news
I haven’t been too active on my blog since September, as I’ve mentioned before, because I was offered to teach 10th grade English at a local high school when a teacher suddenly had to leave. The strange thing is, I’d forgotten that I’d given up on the idea of teaching a couple of years ago. … Continue reading The semester in which Mahrree Shin suddenly became my mentor