Autumn is upon us, which means I am devouring mystery novels. Here are a few of my favorite spooky season reads:
This weekend, I had the privilege of attending the Maranatha Christian Writers’ Conference. Perhaps the most invigorating part of this experience was swapping book recommendations.
I recently revisited and revised this old story for a competition. To my horror, multiple rounds of editing and two different spell-check programs failed to
I am continually captivated by the donkey colt that Jesus rode into Jerusalem. I share this fascination with many other, far-better writers than me, including
In a garden in the desert there was a tree. She was beautiful, lush and healthy and growing with a swiftness unknown to most desert
The school nurse left Mrs. Mendall’s classroom with both mouth and eyes running. Worried and teary, she rambled on, around, and beside the point