So last night, we talked, You and I.I told You where I was,bore my naked soul to Youhoping You heard me.Yes, I know I'm inadequate and my sinful nature keeps me from You sometimes,but You still love me, even in my punishmentand times of war in the hottest desert.My soul was parched.I drank not from You,"Living... Continue Reading →
Ok, so… I Lied (or “I Can’t Really Quit Writing Forever”)
I thought I could actually do this, never write again. It’s been a long 4 months; I’ve missed this! Even when I wasn’t writing, I was still thinking about writing, reading old blog posts, and correcting people’s grammar online! How silly I was to think I could stop doing what I was created to do…... Continue Reading →
I Think I’m Going to Stop Writing
Dear Reader, I think I'm going to stop writing. Trust me when I say I never thought I’d say those words. The thought first passed through my mind on Sunday when I was rereading the last thing I wrote: an epitaph of sorts for a friendship that is no longer. Looking through it from a... Continue Reading →
Absent Father (Short Fiction)
He stares down at the infant in his arms. Opening his mouth in protest, he stammers, “Wait, nurse. This is some mist—” “It’s no mistake, Henry. Xavier is yours. Maybe you’d think twice before deciding not to wear protection,” Nurse Walter responds, uttering the last sentence under his breath as he walks away to focus... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 