“You’ve made agreements”, Clarisa said. “You’ve made agreements, and you just keep them without thinking about it.” “What do you mean?”, Jennie asked her. “You made some agreements a long time ago, and they drive you around- like rules for certain truths in your head- and you don’t question them and they keep you...
Read more →There was a time I delighted in taking the Holy Book and thumbing through the pages to that pertinent particular passage which was bracketed by history and philology and sociology and hermeneutic and anthropology, and diving into the lines of words I swam in the text, opening commentaries and the Brown-Driver-Briggs or the Lidell-Scott...
Read more →“The man drove his car to work.” “Michael Jones was nervous and thought about the Play Doh in the toilet as he weaved his Ford Focus through traffic, late for the staff meeting at his office at Plexo Industries.” The more I read the writings of recognized authors, the more I am reminded that...
Read more →Said the tree to the busy monkey, “I was wondering- why do you always come and hang out with me? I don’t go anywhere- or run, or leap, or fly- I only sway sometimes in the wind that comes by.” The monkey responded, “You don’t think at all about it, but… you feed me...
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When the plumbers had our floor opened up in the back of the office and the smell of sewage filled the building yesterday afternoon, Tim and I went for a walk around downtown. We walked over to Central and then walked a few blocks west on it, until we crossed the street and headed...
Read more →Tonight was the second installment of the Writing Short Stories class with Robert Gish at the UNM CE campus on University. I wrote about Gish and week one here, and tonight continued to be more of the same, where “the same” is a whole stew of tips on writing and the sharing of definition...
Read more →When 6PM rolled around, Arthur stretched and then took off his stained white apron as he walked out of the kitchen, and then out from behind the busy counter, and walked down the counter to the little hallway beyond it to his left. He brushed by a customer leaving the bathroom behind him and...
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Since I am a board game junkie, I have from time to time tried to enlist each of my family members and friends to try a game with me at some point. For my parents, the enlistment time was probably about four months ago, and the game was Ticket to Ride. Ticket to Ride,...
Read more →Jesus… said to him, “Follow me!” Peter turned and saw that the disciple whom Jesus loved was following them. When Peter saw him, he asked, “Lord, what about him?” Jesus answered, “If I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you? You must follow me.” – John 21:19-22 It’s...
Read more →When he was young, he was exceptional. At the age of 12, he showed promise as a thespian, playing Huckleberry Finn in a local production. He was so mature, so believable, and so charismatic the town paper featured a half-page piece on the wunderkind. He was a major player in three more local productions...
Read more →Strangely enough, I have to say that when I attended seminary, my favorite class may have had nothing to do with doing the Lord’s work. It’s not that I did not like my other classes at Golden Gate (now Gateway) Seminary. The truth is, I loved my three years at that little school, living...
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Last Sunday night when I dropped in on my folks and my Dad and I clicked back through my Facebook pictures for the last two years, when we hit the Washington D.C. photos, I was hit with a wave of emotion. Not only did we realize I had not shown all of my photos...
Read more →Tonight, I started a four-week “Writing Short Stories” course offered by the Continuing Education arm of the University of New Mexico. The course, a second writing course I’ve taken through Continuing Ed, was meant to perhaps prompt me to write better and more creatively, like a Jolt Cola for my mind, I hoped. Once...
Read more →I wrote a short story this evening that wasn’t very good, and it was also kind of dark and potentially disturbing. It wasn’t anything too graphically crazy or filled with bad words. And I was going to post it here. But it ended dark enough, and after I read it, I wondered if anyone...
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After a pretty slovenly weekend in which I pretty much did as little as possible for one and a half days, I did do some very brief home care this afternoon before sunlight and the outdoors called, and picking a random direction, I drove north and after a while left the freeway and looked...
Read more →Today has been an odd day. It’s been kind of like everything that happened today has been on “mute”. Life spins and swirls around me, but everyone and everything I know feels far away, and I can see mouths moving, but I can’t hear anything. It’s the feeling of being a bubble boy. You...
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