My dad passed away last weekend. He had devoted his working career to computer programming, so, in a nod to his chosen profession, I wanted to honor his life by iterating through a few thoughts about him.
Programming — iterating over something, a list for example. Literature — many characters are just another iteration of a previous … More
Like a tender gardener, God nurtures His plants.
With a little fertilizer of the Word here, and a little water of the Spirit there. Here a trim. There a nudge. Everywhere an encouraging admonition.
I’ve started a series of features called “[Blank] of the Hour” where I post about something that has spoken to … More
Everybody hates outlining. And I don’t blame them. Though a few may find the structure liberating (staid English professors in … More
My mother’s eulogy. I’m posting it here in honor of all mothers everywhere. Look at your hands — not the … More
I love to write… and I hate that. Writing has always come hard to me, a frustrating and grueling parturition … More
It’s been a long time since I took a moment to reminisce about my days on the high school swim … More