Breathing Life and Love Into My Stories and Yours. Well, technically, this is in edits. My real writing work-in-progress is supposed to be top secret, but I can give you a tiny hint. It involves a certain very cute, freckly redhead.

And a few more since I managed to produce 50,000 words of semi-readable prose; yet ever since that first crazy angst-ridden effort, November for me, has become synonymous with writing. So although I got on my soap-box on this blog and said NoMoWriMo. They say time heals all. What could go wrong? .

Embracing questions about life and spirituality. Making the Move to My New Site. I even owned the domain name at one point. But I needed to have a web site for business, so it was time to own my own real estate. Deep Thoughts with My Kids. I played around with sever.

But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord. Tuesday, March 24, 2015. Our lives have been so temporary lately, I hardly know.

A safe place to ask questions about faith, God, religion, or the Bible. This is a hold up! Those words woke David Nathaniel Ryder the Third from a deep sleep. As he opened his eyes, he saw two men with bandanas covering the lower parts of their faces. Each had a sixgun pointed at one side or the other of the train car Nathan and his fellow travelers occupied. The shorter of the two began to walk up the aisle collecting weapons from the men in the passenger car. When he got to Nathan he stopped.

The drama thing, yeah, the last few months have been that for me. Depression hit, and I sunk into it pretty deep. If you have been following along in the story, I would encourage you to maybe re-read it again, ot.