Hello, Jill, and welcome to Sad Stories Told for Laughs.
Thanks, I think? Read More ›
Happy Thanksgiving, Rabbit Roomers.
I’m writing this from Shiloh, my parents’ 150-year-old Florida Cracker house, where we Petersons Read More ›
I have always thought it a happy coincidence that in my country Thanksgiving Day occurs the fourth Thursday in November. That same Thursday happens usually to be the last Thursday in Read More ›
A week or so ago, Travis Prinzi posted on Facebook a bedtime prayer his young daughter prayed a week or two ago: Read More ›
Happy Thanksgiving, Rabbit Roomers. I posted this poem last year and thought I’d dust it off again this week. Reading it just now for the first time since last November, I can’t decide if I like it more Read More ›
I’m writing from a porch swing at Shiloh, watching my brother Pete as he sifts through several boxes of his old keepsakes. Every now and then he calls his wife over to look at some ridiculous or Read More ›
Of all the books I’ve read this year (2012), there’s a single standout that has found a comfortable home among all time favorites like Godric, Jayber Crow, A Tale of Two Cities, and The Lord of the Read More ›
In his book The Pastor, Eugene Peterson compares the life of a pastor to the role of a harpooner on a nineteenth-century whaling ship. A harpooner was the member of the crew whose task was to Read More ›
Animated doodle videos to accompany audio lectures have become increasingly popular in the past few years, so much so that even C. S. Lewis is getting in on the action, posthumously. I discovered Read More ›
Wow. It’s been ages since anyone saw Buddy Greene climb out of the attic. Don’t tell anyone where he’s been hiding. Oh, hey, is that the password over there…?
Buddy Greene has been a working musician for over forty years. Like Flannery O’Connor, he hails from Middle Georgia, but unlike Flannery O’Connor, he has spent most of his adult life in Read More ›
Last year I published a couple of short stories via Kindle, the first being The Timely Arrival of Barnabas Bead, but let’s face it, digital reading isn’t half as fun as real reading. So as of today I’m Read More ›