The Rage that Lives Inside the Grief

Chronic illness is wildly unfair. The relentless pain and fatigue and uncertainty about the future, let alone the never-ending medical appointments, is enough to quietly drive oneself out of one’s mind. (For some of us, that’s a short ride.)  The losses of illness are pervasive. It is not just about losing flexible joints or a […]

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Why Art Matters

I grew up believing art was the least important thing in life.  Music, reading, writing—they all had to wait. Homework came first. I had to help with chores. The dog (or other pet-of-the-month) needed attention. Art sat securely at the bottom of my revolving to-do list.  Don’t get me wrong, those other things were important. […]

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I Resolve to Retreat

I’m not setting any goals for this year.  Living in a pandemic, I have learned that one can set goals that seem totally realistic one week but which can mutate into something completely impossible the next. My personal goals around publishing books, travel and even self-care plans have been decimated over the past two years.  […]

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Cards and Conversations

‘My wife has drifted from the Lord,’ the man said softly. ‘Would you say a prayer for her?’  ‘Of course I will.’  I wrote down the man’s name and the name of his wife in my little notebook, the one I always carry to book signings. The man bought a copy of my book and […]

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Living Waters of Creativity

‘It’s a good song,’ he said to her, ‘It’s just the first verse that needs a little more work.’  We were sitting in a semi-circle, me and a handful of other Christian songwriters. One woman had taken the courageous step of sharing her song with us. We were in the delicate process of giving her […]

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My Writing Tribe

There’s lots to love in a writing conference. Workshops, speakers and bookstalls for that all-important retail therapy. It’s a great chance to network and and garner contacts for editing and publishing, something all writers need (whether we are aiming for traditional or self-publishing).  But there’s one thing I love most about these kinds of writerly […]

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Birthing Babies

I sent off another copy of Surviving Childlessness this week and, as always, I felt like I was saying goodbye to my baby.  Birthing a book baby is a strange feeling. I am overjoyed at the result, a book I can hold in my hands that looks and feels exactly as I always imagined it would. But […]

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Why I Write About Childlessness

I relate to the boy with the loaves and fish. In John 6, Jesus fed a crowd of five thousand people by taking an anonymous boy’s food, five loaves of bread and two fish, and handing it out. Not only was everyone satisfied, they had twelve baskets full of leftovers.  I feel like that as […]

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Why I Sing When I’m Sad

I was recently interviewed for the Childless and Christian online conference, and while listening back to myself (which can be both horrifying and reassuring), I was struck by how creativity can help us in our grief.  Five months ago, I was watching a movie when I was struck with an image of my daughter, the […]

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My Baby Book

Tomorrow is the launch of my new book, Surviving Childlessness. And it feels like I’m birthing a baby. (It’s possible to give birth, even when you are childless.)  This is not the only time I have felt like I have birthed something other than a biological child. When my first book was published, I felt the same way. […]

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