Molotov Cocktail

Who were you before this moment? Before the Russians rewrote your whole person? Before this moment you were someone else. Someone other than the ruddy faces woman mixing Molotov cocktails to defend your country. Yesterday you might have mixed vodka tonics for your book club or poured out horilka to toast a friend’s birthday. Your…

How to buy Phe NOW

Hey, friends! I know some people are struggling to order Phe right now. Thanks to all of you, the algorithms were wrong and online sellers didn’t buy enough stock for the initial release! While that’s awesome, it means many of them show it as “out of stock” or “currently unavailable.” Barnes and Noble isn’t even…

Sacrificing Busyness

Every Monday morning I share a reflection with our leadership team on campus. I try to find something that speaks to the season we’re in or to the particular work of the people in that room. This past week I started my search by thinking about spring, then the tensions in Ukraine, then the grief…

Leave Up the Tree, Paint Some Eggs, or Carve a Pumpkin. It’s your joy!

It’s the season after Epiphany. We finally toted our Christmas tree down to the basement yesterday. It’s almost February and, I suppose, “past” time to put the Christmas trappings away but we were enjoying it and honestly didn’t have time and had even less energy for it before now.Before Christmas we observed an annual tradition…

Phe is available for presale! (Updated List)

After four years of (very slow) work, I finally published Phe and the Work of Death! It is a novella about a death presence who is a companion for souls from the moment of death to the moment they pass to whatever is next. For now, I have hard copies and it’s available for purchase…

Phe: Chapter 1

Hello, friends. I haven’t been posting as regularly but it doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. This summer has kept me busy writing for a church I supplied for and other things. Over the past 2-3 years I’ve been writing a story and have decided to share some with you. It is a novella called…

Leaving Alone to Heal

I love orchids but have never had much luck with them. Most of them have died under my care and certainly never produced another bloom. I read about them and it made me anxious about caring for them. Some advise a strict watering regiment and others say no water but ice cubes, please! Then there…

Epiphany

A little something different today. My writing mentor, Katerina Whitley, gave our group a wonderful prompt and a poem flowed out. I highly recommend everything she does to you, but most especially her memoir Myth and Memory: My Childhood in WWII Greece. Here’s the link: https://www.amazon.com/Myth-Memory-Childhood-WWII-Greece/dp/0578762919/ref=sr_1_1?crid=3PPX368B3ASBW&dchild=1&keywords=myth+and+memory+katerina+whitley&qid=1608584932&sprefix=myth+and+memory%2Caps%2C186&sr=8-1 Now for the result to the prompt… I am…

Hank Aaron and Changing the World

As I sat down to write today’s reflection, my news blotter informed me of the death of Hank Aaron. I’m a Georgia girl. When the Braves were terrible and I played little league, I sold chicken-q tickets to be able to go to the Braves stadium to play catch on the field before a game….

Nursing a Hatred Hangover

I know it’s been more than a minute since I posted anything. I haven’t even been writing other than newsletter articles and sermons…which I don’t actually write but which camp out in my head for a week to be brewed then poured out and forgotten, not a drop ever landing on a piece of paper….