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The Red Cottage
We’re made for someone. I think I’ve always believed this—that it was never about proximity, or happenchance, or who you know, or where you are. But that God, in His infinite wisdom, created…
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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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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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I Wish I Could Keep You
I don’t want to let you go. I wish I could keep you. I know there is a time and a season for everything, and you must die again as you always do.…
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The Old Folks
The old folks—my, a race, A people all their own, I used to dread the day, I’d be so stooped and grown. I used to think—my sakes, To be so pale and slow,…
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These Old Things
I walk through the aisle of an antique mall, In a building that’s still and old, There are not many folks come here to shop, For the new is better, I’m told. But…
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All the Quiet Places
I’m always drawn to the quiet place. The unnoticed window in a room full of chattering people. Or the shady tree with its heavy, ancient, silent arms. Or the little creek far from…
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The Art of Thinking
Silly me, but I used to be ardently against the modern cellphone. What positive insanity, I thought! After all, who would want to be bothered with phone calls and text messages while running…
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If I Befriend My Enemy
As long as I’ve been alive, he’s been there. Dreadful, ghastly little creature, following me through years and inside of days, like a shadow I can never part from. Oh heavens, how I…
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Dear Characters: An Apology Letter to Everyone I Ever Created
Dear Characters, I know we’ve had our differences. I know I’ve hurt you. I know I’ve let you down. I know, during some parts of your life, I’ve killed the ones you loved.…
Hannah Linder Books
