Inside Out

(Un) Technical Writing

Fruitful Monotony

 A child develops best when, like a young plant,
he is left undisturbed in the same soil.
Too much travel, too much variety of impressions,
are not good for the young, and cause them as they grow up
to become incapable of enduring fruitful monotony.

-Bertrand Russell

Rx: Pie

The Adequacy Curse

My Favorite Son

Old Devotions

Re: Sacrifice

Rise

The Consignment Process

The Case for Vulnerability

On the Occasion of Your Dispersal

Wide Open Spaces

Suitable Subjects

Let It Rain

Marking Time

Now and Next

A Day Without

August

The Long Goodbye

On Christian Grey and Christian Fiction

On Law, Love, and Blue Jeans

Meet Margaret

Having made the decision, 

do not revise it unless some new fact comes to your knowledge. 

Nothing is so exhaustive as indecision, and nothing is so futile. 

 - Bertrand Russell 

A Tangible Reflection

The Breathings of Your Heart

Always Ask Why

Why I Write

Shakespeare, The Tempest 

Another Voice

The Threshold

Joyous Nothing

On the Precipice of Six

- Lois Lowry, The Giver 

Firepower

- Emma Thompson,
The Sense and Sensibility Screenplay and Diaries: 
Bringing Jane Austen's Novel to Film 

Motherhood: A Week in the Life

The Conscience of the Blogger

The play's the thing 
wherein I'll catch
 the conscience of the king. 

- Shakespeare, Hamlet 

Surprised by Joy

- Charles Dickens, David Copperfield 

Gelatinous

Roots

Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie 

How To Be a Good Senior

Answers

Break, Break, Break

  - Alfred Lord Tennyson 

Marrying Agnes

The Metaphorical Bleed

All is Poetry

Weaving the Story Thread

First Year Guilt

Routine Comfort

Crying in the Chapel

If you cannot teach me to fly,

teach me to sing.

J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

The Cinderblocks Remember

Choice of Attention

Choice of attention - to pay attention to this and ignore that - 
is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. 
In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice 
and must accept the consequences, whatever they may be.

-W.H. Auden

Dear Diary