atypically ordinary

Most people would look at my family and laugh if I told them I struggled with infertility. It lasted only a year, and had a quick and eas...

Sometimes I read books that I feel could be written better, and I want to run to the nearest computer and fix it, or at least write the au...

This is a poem I wrote after attending a Sunday School lesson about Jesus healing the man who was blind. Light. So many types. Light an...

The other day I was discussing abortion with some Facebook acquaintances. Their basic viewpoint was that abortion is "not ok" but ...

I don’t know when my dream of publication began; the earliest mention of it in my journal comes from high school. In “Mckay Recycled” by m...

I have noticed an appalling lack of knowledge in our culture about the hatching of eggs. In movies and online, they typically show the hatc...

Why Do You Write?    Christie Valentine Powell When reading about writing, I sometimes come across people asking why you want to writ...