Tag Archives: Gilead

What I Don’t Know

Don’t worry.  It’s not an exhaustive list.  We do not have space enough or time. You ever read something and feel like everything you know or knew just doesn’t cut it? I’m motivated by a line from one of the … Continue reading

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Reading. Intruiging.

Art & Soul: Signposts for Christians in the Arts, gifted to me from my friend, fellow writer, and poet Linda Siebenga. Gilead, a re-read, because I must!  For me the best American novel I’ve ever read.  LIFE.CHANGING

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Gilead and Home, by Marilynne Robinson

What greater gift can a writer give a reader than another book?  I don’t know that I’ve ever been so affected by a work of fiction.  You know that feeling when you don’t want to turn the last page of … Continue reading

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Quoting Robinson

I always imagine divine mercy giving us back to ourselves and letting us laugh at what we became, laugh at the preposterous disguises of crouch and squint and limp and lour we all do put on.  I enjoy the hope … Continue reading

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