I keep a writing practice. I show up at the page nearly every day. My notebooks contain responses to WP prompts, fiction and essay starts, and loads of journaling. I write what I am in the middle of, plainly. There is always something. My husband, Justin, and I live in Korea with our two kids, Claire and Grant.
I have faith in Christ. I sense the value of writing my way through prayer or to a measure of understanding. Though I am sure of my God, I still fight yielding to holiness and love, daily and specifically. I go to the Word and listen. And I show up at the page to examine and exhort.
My current notebook is always the most inflammatory. It is immediate: my faults, worry, fear, insecurity, anger, envy, pride, vanity and selfishness march across the pages. I write my way through a lot ugliness. Refinement is a mess in the middle. There is overlap and repetition. But let my notebooks reveal growth.
I write fiction from my experiences and questions, and enjoy pulling essays from my WP. This blog is where I post excerpts from my WP and drafts, and comment on my writing process.