I’m Make My Pen A Bow And Draw It Across the Blank Page Till It Sings

What of me? What do I have to give? I know what to do, what I do best. I'll make my pen a bow and draw it across the blank page till it sings. I'll coax shapeless thoughts and feelings into words, into my own kind of music. My knees bend, my body sways with … Continue reading I’m Make My Pen A Bow And Draw It Across the Blank Page Till It Sings

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I Left Heaven For This??

I read the following original short story last month in a writing group I attend and thought it would be a good time to highlight it here on the blog. Like "A (Stereo)typical Interviews with Three Millenarians," it is a satirical piece that gave me a new angle with which to address theological arguments and … Continue reading I Left Heaven For This??