How to dig into a short story

How to dig into a short story

(Feature photo by apolonn) Reading a literary short story is often like reading a mystery. The only difference is that in every mystery, all the answers are revealed at the end, while in literary fiction, the reader is often left ...

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How to restore order in the midst of a chaotic novel

How to restore order in the midst of a chaotic novel

(Feature photo source: Aloba) I’ve never been much a fan of outline formats and skeleton drawings when it comes to writing. I remember being taught this form back in college during composition writing classes. I could never do it. Even ...

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Porn: the gateway drug to sexual assault

Porn: the gateway drug to sexual assault

I want to begin by saying that I’m not an expert, but an addict. Not a therapist, but a patient. I wouldn’t call myself a victim, but an accomplice. I’ve been addicted to pornography ever since I was a teenager. ...

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When I recognized God

When I recognized God

(Feature image original source can be found here) I was crushed with joy as I watched the plant devour the insect. A carnivorous green monster. I had just finished watching an choreographed ballet of nature. An orchestrated dance of survival, ...

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Guest Post: Reading & Reviewing Literary Fiction

Guest Post: Reading & Reviewing Literary Fiction

Today’s guest post comes from author and book reviewer Jeri Walker-Bickett, whom I came in contact with while searching around for book reviewers of my story collection, Amidst Traffic. She does an excellent job in distinguishing the different mindset and care required ...

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My conversion story to Christ

My conversion story to Christ

(Feature image at the top of this blog post belongs to Lucid Light) I grew up Catholic. My younger brother and sister, who are twins, were baptized as babies by Pope John Paul II. I was baptized by a friend ...

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My thieving childhood

My thieving childhood

When I was a boy, my family lived in Italy, and I used to steal office supplies from my father’s study and sell them at school for money to buy candy. I stole pens, pencils, sharpeners, erasers, scotch tape, post-it ...

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