A fellow author's challenge, to write what you can see through a one-inch frame about your childhood, led me to a photograph of myself. It’s an old Brownie camera photo, about three inches by three inches, but it’s a good, tight frame. And it’s filled with...
Recently on Novelmatters I posted about how much I struggle with the presence and demands of social media. You can read the post here. But I realized that this has been a problem for me for decades — even before the Internet and cellular phones. Here is a poem I...
The Ernie Pyle Memorial Library Albuquerque, New Mexico A recently- discovered portrait of the famous WWII journalist Ernie Pyle is his last: a photograph taken just moments after his death. The body that housed all those words lies still and...
………… . ………….Fullness . Two days ago was the coming of the great light The coming of herders The coming of angels The coming of the Child In ratcheting pain, In water and blood, In relief and peace. . Above, the star...
In the time of the apostle John, people who became Christians after living under the laws of the Old Testament were faced with an incredible amount of freedom. No more animal sacrifices. No more temple ceremonies and finding out what type of sin you'd committed and...
If you are an ex-Mormon and would like to add your reason to my “365 Reasons Why I Won't Return to the Mormon Church,” please write me a brief note via the “contact” button on this website. I would like to publish the stories of other...
