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A Handful of Crumbs- Thoughts on Grace & Identity
I picked up this memoir by Kim Sunee, “Trail of Crumbs” partially because the cover was pretty, partially because it was on clearance for $5, but mostly because of the subtitle, “Hunger, Love and the Search for Home.” That subtitle could just as well describe the book I am currently working on, “The Wizard of Continue reading
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From Starvation to Drunken Joy
It’s hard to swallow sometimes the sweet liquid that You are enough it burns my pride as it cures it but when I get pills stuck in my throat (self-made medicine from a factory in my heart in that smoggy part that doesn’t fully believe) I can see no other alternative and I wouldn’t want Continue reading
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Why I Don’t Wear “The Ring.”
This is a ring. It says “Semper Honorablus” which mean “Always Honorable” in Latin, I guess. I was given this ring when I was eighteen, after “committing to live a life of honor.” I don’t talk about this much. I might say casually when people ask me where I went to school, “Oh, this errr… Continue reading
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Narcissistic Notes From My Seventeen-Year-Old Self
Most of the time I remember my teenage self as being super insecure, wanting to be anyone other than me. Then I come across little gems like this: I know that I have what it takes to be an author. I know I have what it takes to put my name on New York Times Continue reading
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I Saw The Ugliest Sight (And It Was Me)
last night I saw the ugliest sight she emerged out of this deep place of not believing good things that place where anger feels better than sadness where selfishness encompasses like a too-warm blanket growing tighter until you have no circulation last night I saw the ugliest sight (and it was me) I should be Continue reading
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Don’t Let Comparison Kill Creativity
Words have power. Certain declarations are like pins pricking the balloons of creativity that are meant to float up into the sky and show the world something beautiful. Instead, they are left lifeless and deflated on the ground. “They are so talented, I could never be as good as them.” “I may as well smash Continue reading
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God is a DJ
the music begins and I look around I already kicked off my worry with my shoes I already left my self-consciousness at the door I am assuming it gave up and walked away along with my pride and fear cause no one here is aware of their own inadequacy it doesn’t exist this isn’t a Continue reading
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What A Daring Thing
“I am grateful that I started writing at a very early age, before I realized what a daring thing it is to do, to set down words on paper, to attempt to tell a story, create characters. We have to be braver than we think we can be, because God is constantly calling us to Continue reading
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Shout It From the Rooftops
God doesn’t hate you. He is not pissed off at you. He is not rolling his eyes at your stupidity. He doesn’t point out your flaws. He doesn’t think you’re crazy. He is not embarrassed by you. He never, ever condemns you. He isn’t impatiently tapping his giant foot up in heaven, waiting for you Continue reading
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Brooke Gale LouvieR 