Room

Room

            I lived with my family in a one hundred-year-old barn of a house. The old place was solid as a rock, made of old-growth fir, double walls in some places, which was lucky because there was no insulation...
Palazzo Medici Riccardi

Palazzo Medici Riccardi

I had an hour to or so to kill before class. I dawdled over lunch, Tuscan white beans in tomato sauce and tomato, onion, and oregano salad with a short pour of cold white wine. The lingering flavors were mine alone, no one to share them with, no one to share the empty...
Arriving in Florence

Arriving in Florence

Journey to Italy The pandemic is over, so they say. Or so we are all behaving, traveling around the globe naked-faced. Despite getting Covid again two weeks before leaving for Florence. Cramped into a series of airplane seats listening to snippets of conversation that...
Christian Review vs Survivor Review

Christian Review vs Survivor Review

A few years ago I published my memoir of growing up as a United Pentecostal preacher’s kid (The Uncomfortable Confessions of a Preacher’s Kid). Its a fairly harrowing tale in a lot of ways and I chose not to sugarcoat my story. I am convinced that no one...

New Interview!

INTERVIEW: Steph Auteri and Ronna Russell: How To Write About Sexual Intimacy Without Making Your Reader...