Happy (Belated) Half-Birthday to Me
I will be at church at midnight on Christmas, because that’s my job now. I’ve surrounded myself with tradition and ritual, and I feel right at home.
The Limitations of Flowers
The woman looked at me like I’d asked to give her a dead fish, which, considering I looked like I had come out of the forest, wasn’t wholly misplaced.
An Alarmist Essay about Meteors
You may not have realized this, but the world came very close to ending last Sunday night.
Blogging Boundaries and Not Trying to Play Coy
This post, though it may not seem like it at all, is much more personal than anything I’ve written thus far.
Let’s Get a Little House
Let’s buy our sofas at a rummage sale and/Cover the spots with afghans someone knitted./Let’s learn to knit.
Frequently Asked Questions
I’ll walk past those significant spaces on campus that graciously held my tear-filled conversations, all-nighters, hilarious pranks, Calvin walks, and breakups. I see new students carrying on life; these are their spaces now.
My Adventure in Your Home
However, when I found my predecessor’s clipboard, book of short stories, and spatula scattered around my room, I was tempted to see my move as a predictable step on an already well-worn path.
The Spain Diaries
Do you understand?
I cock my head; wait, again?
Elusive fluency.
I Believe in Aslan
I am as control-hungry, wealth-lusting, and greed-seeking as every antagonist in Narnia. I am worse because I am not fictional. I fear Aslan because he loves me regardless.
Borrowed Words
I believe in God the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth. These were borrowed words and they were not mine.
