Knife in hand, I crouched under the willow. Father’s dragon skimmed over the river, her crimson scales blazed blood red across the surface. Her searing cry rang through the valley.
Things fall apart.
The bird falls from the sky,
the branch splits from the apple tree,
leaves and feathers mix
with the dust at my feet.
I thought about
the mind being
like a cloud taking in rain.
I thought about bringing the mind to hover
over a lake of kindness—
a basin of sweet water to soak up.
The last couple of weeks have roller-coastered me. In the midst of twelve-hour days to get Labyrinth launched, I learned that a family-member had tested positive for coronavirus;
Today Executive Director Dan Oberg of St. Andrew’s House speaks about his work. We often catch a glimpse or two of Dan during our weekend;
Today author, speaker and raconteur Peter Kahle shares his insight.
1. What are three of your favorite things about your work?
In my ripening years I am
possessive of the Mystery—
no one else may own the Still, Small Voice.
Let me be an apologist for a glass of water,
Great stones they lay upon his chest
Until he plead aye or nay…
It were a fearsome man,
In December, 1995 I gathered four teenage writers in our living room and began the wild odyssey that would grow into Epicwrite.
If you want to write a Young Adult novel, try this:
The Young Adult book market is in a state of rapid growth,