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It’s Quiet Here
It’s so quiet here. I think I’m used to the silence. I forget that in other places, other worlds, the sound of traffic and ambulances and machines and beeping horns become normal static. Something…
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Inside the Mind of the Male Character
Inside the Mind of the Male Character A Guest Post by Author Brian McBride The week that I set out to write this blog post, I went bowling with my family for my…
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Release Day!
We seldom know anyone. I mean, really know them. We brush hands with people, laugh with them, tell them our stories, listen to theirs, and think we know them. But we don’t. We have no…
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Romanticizing Autumn
Fall is such a fleeting time of year. Like blustering winds, it sweeps us away from summer, dazzles us with breathtaking colors, and chills the mornings just slowly enough that we accept the change…
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Summer + Books
Mine has been lovely, warm, and something like a movie. I float in and out of days with my heart tangled in everything. Crunching away at popsicles on the front porch. Jamming old-time music…
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“The Long March Home” Book Review
I sum up THE LONG MARCH HOME with two words: significant and real. From chapter one, I took passage through the pages of the book into a gripping World War II setting, where…
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Release Day!
It’s always a strange feeling. Reaching inside of yourself, deeper than anyone sees, where your thoughts simmer and your longings pulse. Fingering through them, like sorting messes. Dragging them from the dimness of…
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Release Day!
Sometimes, the things we say we’ll never do are exactly the things we find ourselves doing. Back when I was still wearing two braids and walking around barefoot everywhere, I told myself I…
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If I Were a Creek
If I were a creek and you came to sitAlong my lush green grass for a bit When summer was young and my waters flowed Over the rocks where the warm sun glowed If I…
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First Non-Fiction Release!
“Bygone” is the messy notes I scrawled on notebook paper by the quiet lakeside. Or the tears in my pillow at night. Or the nameless joys that race through me, too complicated to…
