In my pre-teen Xanadu era, my love for music was unfettered and expansive. I sang all the time, any song I wanted, as loud as I wanted, whenever I wanted. Then something changed.
Driving Solo
“4 Ways To Become More Creative For The New Year”
Have you made a New Year’s Resolution to be more creative? Are you at a bit of a loss on how to make it happen? Have you already broken your promise to […]
A Very Incarnational Christmas
When Henry was ten, he was invited to do a reading in the children’s choir Christmas concert. The reading from the book of Luke also happens to be what Linus says during […]
After the Election: Create to Cope
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don’t let the bastards grind you down. —Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale In the wake of the 2016 U.S. election—I was going to write “the election,” which has […]
The Gloria Sirens 