Shattered Reflections

Beauty from the Broken

“For a moment of silence Theoden stood looking down at Eomer as he knelt still before him. Neither moved. ‘Will you not take the sword?’ said Gandalf. Slowly Theoden stretched forth his hand. As his fingers took the hilt, it seemed to the watchers that firmness and strength returned to his thin arm. Suddenly he …

Continue reading

Why are writers so afraid? I seem to face a demagogy of unfounded and unexplainable fears throughout a given week, and I just don’t understand. Why the barrage? Why can’t I just enjoy life and live in the moment and stop. worrying. worrying. worrying? It’s like a tick is scratching away at my brain. I …

Continue reading

I want to talk a little about what I have learned on my writing journey. This is not an “I have arrived” commentary or an attempt to tell you all I know. It is merely a reflection passed from one wanderer to another along this path that I’ll probably be traveling for the rest of …

Continue reading

Beauty in the Storm The hail dents the earth as the little one sleeps Light in the droplets turns the window into diamonds And I marvel at the beauty of the storms— How the thunder speaks rage and yet my heart can find peace How the babes know they’re safe because it’s always been that …

Continue reading