Sometimes You Do, Sometimes You Don’t

I wasn’t sure I was going to get any writing done this week. I thought I might write an entire novel. Realistically, I figured it’d be somewhere between those two extremes. And hey, I was right! This week I presented at a conference for Christian artists. I was speaking on the necessity of vulnerability inContinue reading “Sometimes You Do, Sometimes You Don’t”

When Writing Isn’t Important

Yesterday I saw more of my daughter’s blood than a parent should ever have to see. She was attacked by a dog. I’m thankful that while serious, she is home and recovering. She has stitches over a chunk of her face. She’s very snugly. A little bit ago she was running around chasing bubbles outside,Continue reading “When Writing Isn’t Important”

The Danger of More Than One Genre

Something is wrong in Scar Ridge. The cows watch the new brides at Jarvis’s Ranch. The new parson keeps burying the same people over and over again. The returning veteran brought home more than scars. And though no tracks run through town, there’s a station waiting for the arrival of a train. Welcome to ScarContinue reading “The Danger of More Than One Genre”