Favorite movie lines

From mid-November to late December in my house, the Hallmark Channel with Christmas love story after Christmas love story is on pretty much nonstop. My wife and daughter love them, they can’t get enough of them. I’m a Christmas softee, so I must admit that I'll pull up a chair and watch for a few …

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Everything I needed to learn about life, I learned writing

My college professor handed back my paper with red ink up and down both edges. My heart sank looking at the mess. I walked out of the classroom heartbroken. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my body. I skipped the rest of my afternoon classes. I was in no mood for …

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Going home again: My hometown through adult eyes

When I was a kid, I hated that we lived outside of town away from most of the other kids in my school. The distance was a mere three miles, but it felt like 3,000. To my way of thinking, we may as well have lived in another country. I should probably explain, when I …

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A special five-year anniversary

Crack open the champagne bottles. Let the confetti and balloons fly. Ring the bells, it’s time to celebrate. September marks the five-year anniversary of my blog.  Five years and some 520 posts later, I’m still writing.  When I first started this blog, I summarized the site as a place to put a few thoughts, a …

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A need for plain talk

I saw the letter and quickly handed it to my wife. I’ve been a writer for much of my professional life, but I’ve noticed something new lately, when it comes to the printed word, I have absolutely no patience for bureaucratic double-talk and jargon. The letter was a simple note from our state Department of …

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Struggling to find the right words

I sit down to write, but nothing comes. I'll see something in the news or on social media that touches me or a politician will say something in this crazy climate that will make my blood boil. I’ll think to myself, how can they be so uneducated or even uncaring, but when I sit down …

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One man’s dream

On a hot August day in 1963, Martin Luther King Jr. gave a short 17-minute speech on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial calling for civil and economic rights and an end to racism. He painted a picture of a vibrant, new world. I have a dream that one day on the red hills of …

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Your turn!

One response: the blog stinks. A second response: No, no, move over Elon Musk and your newest electric car, the blog is the best thing since sliced bread. I take a different approach today. In particular, I’m looking for feedback. This blog is the best thing you've read in the past ten years or it …

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Writing that touches the soul

I write normally for my family, friends and my readers. I stress over every word and the text of my content. Today, though, I’m writing for the writers in the audience. I’ve been thinking about the things that draw emotion, that speak to us in places we never thought would touch us. Of course, I’m …

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Summer semester blues

I sprinted ten yards, stopped immediately to a brisk walk for a few paces and then sprinted again for another ten yards. I hadn’t even finished the first week of summer classes and I was already late to my first class. I had an early morning English 101 class, an introductory General Education class, that …

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