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Not a “Real” Academic

In my rare free time, I felt as if I had to be doing “academic” things to help advance my career.

Alcohol makes for an effective shell to hide in.

Speaking of kids, are you seeing anyone right now?

“Come Thou Fount” slaps when you speed up the tempo.

Mencius likened ethical cultivation to the growth of a plant, with all people possessing inner sprouts of virtue within.

We do love Jesus. We do love people. But we are finding it harder and harder to love the church.

In many respects, Hummingbird Salamander is a typical VanderMeer story. Except when it isn’t.

God is supposed to be my father, but when I think of a father I think of an empty space.

Abject wretch that you are, you mistook fear’s voice for advice.

Antonio Vivaldi captured his spring’s breezes in his concertos, and yet I always welcome spring with a wince.