The Writing
Writing on identity, freedom, integrity, and the cost of living a life that is not yours. Published since 1997. Read one and see what lands.
Finding yourself was never a twelve item list. It is a plain, ordinary day, dealt with as it actually arrives instead of the one you rehearsed in advance.
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There is a moment of loss that arrives right after the discovery, before any relief, and rushing past it to get to...
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You Called It Holiness. It’s Actually Fear. Part seven of a series on the Religion Mask and what it costs the faithful...
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There is a table you do not see, because it does not look like a table. It looks like a mood. It...
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Eleven at night, pantry light humming, crackers out of the sleeve. Full, and not fed. That's how the work gets eaten, too.
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A man I know worked sixty hour weeks for nineteen years. He had been enforcing an agreement nobody else ever signed.
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Before anyone told you what talent was, your hands were already in the creek, stacking stones against the current. The instinct to...
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On the false war between a man's wanting and his decency, and how it costs him both.
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Why building a life is not the same work as fixing a person
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Forgiveness isn't agreement, and it isn't amnesia. A case for holding both a full forgiveness and an accurate memory at the same...
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