As I maneuver between the goalposts of my day, I brush up against all sorts of realities. Some deceivingly mundane, some clearly molehills, others require deep prayer to survive their clutching, smothering embrace. As a sat in the library on a Saturday morning where I had offered a writers’ support […]
A Writing Spot of One’s Own
The places where writers write can almost take on a mythological quality. After all, this act of inspiration meeting paper (or computer keyboard) does have a quality of mystery to it, and we seek to make it somehow tangible. I live in Western Massachusetts and have the privilege of having […]