We aren’t the only ones left confused by this chaotic weather. The newly planted trees in my yard are having a hard time adjusting. First losing their leaves and now attempting to grow new ones. They must think it’s already spring…
First Chapter Complete: Final Hope
This post is all about telling the darkness that it can go shove it. My draft folder might be filled with discarded words, but it was all worth it. Final Hope is finally starting to take shape.
Two Separate Paths
It was early 1995 and I was fourteen years old. I can almost remember the way the crisp spring air smelled. The snow on the mountains was beginning to creep back toward the white-capped peaks, revealing new patches of green on the mountainside. Life was fresh and new and filled with possibilities.
Learning to Swim
Internalizing this today, I think about those moments spent treading water and I can’t help but compare them to my writing journey. I feel like I’m treading water, struggling just to stay above the surface. Yet, unlike those days in my youth, I have a lot more baggage now. Staying afloat also means fighting my demons.
Politics and Writing
Should writers use their platform to wield their politics? It’s a touchy subject, but author R. Brady Frost discusses some of the pros and cons.
What I think about a female Doctor Who
A lot of people support the new female version of The Doctor. As a father of two girls, I don’t, and here’s why.
Living on 9 Acres
When we moved to Texas about two and a half years ago, I was excited to buy a house with a bit of property. 9 acres! This was a huge step up from our tiny suburban homestead on a third of an acre but, as we soon learned, not all land is created equal.
Homebrew Ginger Ale Soda Product Review
I’ve decided to bring back my Copernicus – Brew it Yourself – Ginger Ale kit review. In this post, I’ll be walking you through the kit contents and what you can expect from the brewing process.
Short Story: The Boy in the Window
Snowflakes fall and his breath swirls in the cold winter air as a boy stares through an old man’s window and the magic of words come to life before his eyes. This is Andrew’s story.
Teaching a Creative Writing Class
How did I find myself teaching a creative writing class? For the past few weeks, I’ve been spending my Fridays with a group of homeschool students.