There is a vulnerability that never goes away if you are a writer, or I suspect a singer, painter, sculptor, or anyone else who creates. We hope you like it. Actually, we hope you love it–and us. And if you don’t, well, sometimes we listen to that inner voice that told us all along that… Continue reading It Just Made Him Whole
Category: Writing
Of Abysmal Swamps, Within and Without
Note: On Tuesdays and some Sundays, you can find me at Your Daily Tripod, owned by my friend TonyD. A longer version of the post below appears there. I had lunch recently with a spiritual mentor, a Catholic whose writing greatly inspires me. I shared with her my concern that my writing and speaking about the… Continue reading Of Abysmal Swamps, Within and Without
On the Nightstand: June 2015
I’m headed for central South Dakota later this month–Oacoma, to be exact, a town of about 450 people that’s nineteen miles from where my great-grandparents homesteaded and twenty-five miles from where my father grew up. We’re having a Rigney family reunion, the first I’ve ever attended. And so, it seemed like the perfect time to… Continue reading On the Nightstand: June 2015
Being Christ in Our Lives: Letitia Suk
Letitia Suk and I are birthday twins–both first day of summer, June 21 girls-and we’ve known each other more than twenty years. It took a while before I realized we shared more than our birthdays and a love for Maud Hart Lovelace’s Betsy-Tacy books, though I think she always knew. When we met, I had… Continue reading Being Christ in Our Lives: Letitia Suk