When I was in second grade, a dream came true: we got a dog. It was rather unexpected, but it was probably one of the
Author: Ryanne
Ryanne McLaren is a lover of all things words, but feels a bit odd writing about herself in third person. A recent graduate of Biola University (B.M. Piano/organ performance) and the Torrey Honors Institute, she is passionate about uniting music and literature through theological intersections.
Ryanne is the founding administrator of Inkarnation Press, as well as her personal blog, ABookishCharm.com, where many of her stories, poems, and musings can be found. When she isn't reading or writing, Ryanne enjoys songwriting, running, traveling, and coffee-shopping.
Lessons
College. It’s a place where you learn. It’s also a place where you live. (Or survive on chocolate and minimal hours of sleep…but that’s the
Joy of Morning
God’s love is like a morning, Arising in my soul. A perfect, constant dawning, So warm and wonderful. . Though the earthly night
Jill of all Trades or Renaissance Woman?
I am what one might call a “Jill of All Trades,” the female counterpart of a “Jack of All Trades.” I quite liked this phrase until
The Shop
“Okay, what quirky place inspired this story?” asked my editor upon reading the following tale. “It’s too random not to be based on reality.” My editor
Please share this letter!
No, this is not some “reblog to solve a major world crisis” post and you won’t end up with bad luck for a year if
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