11-11-14 | Nobody knows your path in life better than you do. Nobody, that is, except the rest of the universe.
10-26-14 | The day I read the final page of the Narnia chronicles marked the end of my childhood and beginning of something else. My adulthood, I suppose.
10-21-14 | The doorway to “perfect just as it is” lies just inches away, and we step through it again in every moment.
10-14-14 | In my eulogy for Sylvia, Ana’s mom, at her memorial service, I shared my views on how death happens. It’s like this.
9-30-14 | What is your favorite sound? Mine is a train whistle in the distance. As a kid, I used to lie awake at night, hearing it in the distance, hauntingly beautiful, like the mating call of an ancient and extinct species of giant bird or mythical airborne whale.
9-16-14 | They say dogs understand a good deal more of the words we speak than we realize. Our intrepid seven-pound poodle Ben understands a lot.
9-5-14 | What are the ingredients of a meaningful, satisfying life? I think they boil down to three: love, work, and trouble.
8-27-14 | The task of writing a book sometimes feels so overwhelming that I could see it tipping me over the edge into despair. What keeps me sane and gets me through it is a belief I have. It may sound weird, but it is the singular faith that pulls me through every difficult stretch and dark time in the writing process: To me, the finished story already exists.