For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1

The Quiet Season

Summertime. It’s a magical season of the impossible becoming possible: losing weight, getting organized, writing tons of material. As a high school teacher, my summers off provide the time to do all the things that seem impossible to do during the school year. Lost amid sheaves of papers to grade, meetings to attend, and a…

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Poetry: Four Rivers

POETRY: Four Rivers

This poem sums up my experience at St. Davids Writers’ Conference. It was my first journey of such a distance alone, as well as the first time I was in a place by myself for 5 days. I wasn’t by myself for long though. Beautiful people greeted me there and made me one of their…

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