Speaking about the nature of God, my students will forgive me for inviting you into a recent class. And so will Jon. My class consists of a small number of Americans who meet in my Ugandan living room once a week to learn what they can about creative writing. They get their formal credit from […]
‘Daddy, I want to be an artist …’ Read More »
Speaking of returning to places that are good for the soul, the earth of my elementary school is one such place, one that I bring the kids to when we’re back home in Canada. It’s become an annual affair, a day trip every summer that the three have all joined me on, but one that
‘So, Daddy, it was here? It was right here?’ Read More »
So we’re on a ferry going from Whidbey Island to the coast of Washington State. His name is Paul and he’s a writing colleague of mine, an American from Chicago who has the same name as my best friend when I was a boy. He and I are students studying an MFA in Creative Writing
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