Not everything I write for the High Calling is appropriate for the Squid. But I think maybe this piece is. In a documentary I recently saw, an Inuit child was happily romping around inside her family’s igloo. The interior temperature was just a tad above 32 degrees. She was naked. Human beings can adapt to…
Something drives a writer to words. Almost any motivation can have dignity, but you better damn well know what brings you to this work.
I’ve done this before. I started a blog called Real Live Preacher back in 2002. I wanted to write the truth as I understood it. I think I began that way at least. People started telling me I was a good writer, which of course I loved to hear. Weird how something so small and…