Figuring Out Hate

I’ll admit, I have struggled these past several days. Grief hits as I face the reality that my children are witnessing evil running rampant and I can’t do a damn thing about it.  I’ve racked my brain, trying to figure out my part in knowing, witnessing, and caring so much. Maybe rip off the scalesContinue reading “Figuring Out Hate”

Parenting an American

Teaching my American teen to not judge a politician or a snippet of news before understanding the truth of it, has been more and more prevalent in our conversations these days. I never bring up politics with my kids, but I do question when they repeat what they’ve heard, or worse, claim it as factContinue reading “Parenting an American”

A New Thing

My first piece of women’s fiction comes out this November. It has been a DREAM of mine to write this type of fiction. Since I started writing for publication, my instinct has been to write character-driven stories from a woman’s perspective. But, I also love a good, clean romance story, and Romance was my entryContinue reading “A New Thing”

When Moving Sucks

I feel like I have been here for a week. It’s been a month. The end of work, social gatherings, and impromptu run-ins with familiar faces have been replaced with unpacking hundreds of boxes, moving furniture, framing familiar faces and placing them around the house, and trying to be there for an isolated teen andContinue reading “When Moving Sucks”

Why I Left Orthodoxy Once

I gave my catholic, apostolic upbringing a good ol’ college effort my first year at school. But while many accuse college campuses of liberal and anti-God ideas, they forget that college campuses offer the opposite too—fierce persuasion for fundamentalism, for tantalizing emotional worship, and backed by all the workings of ministry teams to successfully attractContinue reading “Why I Left Orthodoxy Once”

Until Next Time, Friend

It’s been a long road to acceptance of saying farewell to Iowa. I told my friends, the hardest part is going to be saying goodbye to my house, knowing I will never be able to go inside it again. And I literally imagined myself having a breakdown every time I thought about it.  During myContinue reading “Until Next Time, Friend”

Why I stopped writing

I withdrew from writing because it had become an idol. And I mean it when I say, “become”. Early on in my writing career, I had accepted an invitation to use my writing for good. And I am certain that by the grace of God, my published stories contained goodness…