Ah, rest. We love it, but it can be hard to come by. And what does “doing rest” and getting sweaty on a hiking trail have to do with each other?
I argue with myself… Should I explain the Immolation snippet, or let you deduce and imagine? I prefer the latter, and it’s closing time at the museum.
Ryan and I had an eye-opening experience when we were exploring some abandoned train cars…
Striving sneaks up on me without warning. What is it that makes us strive, and how do we let go and live more peacefully?
I might be a little obsessed. I mean, who doesn’t love swords? That is why I use them in this novel…and here’s a peek at chapter two
The world has been turned upside-down with this season of real life isolation…Time do do a friend check – how are you holding up?
I’ve never done this before. I’m usually too shy to share my fiction thrillers — but that’s all beginning to change. So here’s a taste of what I’m writing.
I was pretty dumbfounded the first time I saw a foam roller. It looked like a short foam log — there was no way it could actually work…or could it?
I took a walk with Inspiration today. Normally exciting and vibrant, she was strangely downcast — and she had something surprising to say.
There are countless things we can fail at: hobbies, jobs, relationships, school… Is all the failure necessary? Or worse, is it part of our idenitity?