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Without the formula of sound, It passes, and we stay: – A Light Exists in Spring I find myself reading Emily Dickinson’s poetry, not because of what she does or does not say, but because she said it without an audience. She never really had one in her lifetime, writing her poems in a vacuum. Eventually …

Faith and hope have me trapped. I keep hoping for an amazing break in my life, hoping for success in at least one of the Big Three areas we humans measure success in. I know the machine. It’s been running for about 36 years. The god in it is really grinding the gears. The noise …

Of blank journals, I have many. Notoriously so, they are arranged tightly in a bookshelf in my bedroom. Of filled journals, I have many, but there is always a large collection of blank journals and books, waiting. “Why are you buying that?” I’ve been asked when purchasing yet another blank journal. “You already have lots …

Today is the start of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in which participants are challenged to write a 50,000 word novel in the month of November. There aren’t too many other qualifications, including any that say you have to actually write a good novel. I participated and completed the challenge a few years back. It …

The comma is the punctuational equivalent to life activities such as smelling roses and being still and knowing who is god. In a recent email to a friend, I noted in closing that the email “probably contained too many exclamation points.” I seem to abuse the comma and the exclamation point to a frightening extent, …