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This is an example page. It’s different from a blog post because it will stay in one place and will show up in your site navigation (in most themes). Most people start with an About page that introduces them to potential site visitors. It might say something like this:. I’m a bike messenger by day, aspiring actor by night, and this is my blog. I live in Los Angeles, have a great dog named Jack, and I like piña coladas. (And gettin’ caught in the rain.). 8230;or something like this:. There are no comments.
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Five Questions with Don King – EerdWord
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August 4, 2015. Five Questions with Don King. The rules of our Five Questions. Interview series are simple: we send authors a long list of questions. Some are serious, and some are . . . not so serious. They choose their five favorites and respond. Our guest today is Don King. Professor of English at Montreat College, editor of. Christian Scholar’s Review. And author of over sixty articles on C. S. Lewis. His new book,. Yet One More Spring. What led you to write. Yet One More Spring. Letter to a Comrade.
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A Single Layer: Happy Birthday
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It must have been a decade ago, or nearly, that I wrote this poem for a friend. It was coded verse in her voice to someone else, and today its strange metaphor was born in the most literal sense of labor and breath. So I'm posting it here today. Welcome to the world, Everett. We have waited for you long. Certain as stars am I. That this embryo will grow. As though filled with the patient spirit. That met Mary so intimately. Upon her humble Yes. Certain as stars, though stars die,. He must grow in you also.
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A Single Layer: The Disastrous Life of Me
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The Disastrous Life of Me. Lately I've been feeling like any account of my current life would have to include the word "disastrous" in its title. It's a bit hyperbolic, but when you consider how easily a pile of little things can take on the weight of something much greater, disaster seems about right. Here's an abbreviated account of my recent troubles:. There was that cake I made that kind of imploded. That was after having to make it twice because the first attempt turned out way too thin. I hosted an...
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A Single Layer: 01.2015
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The year of bad poetry. Last night, after having spent the day with two of my favorite people—one a writer, the other a musician—I sat down at my computer with a glass of red wine and I wrote a terrible poem. It was so bad, I'm pretty sure I won't even bother trying to edit it into something readable. And you know, I was blissfully happy with it. It was the second day of 2015, but certainly not too late to make a fanciful plan for the next 364 days. A plan to write at least one bad poem every day.
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A Single Layer: the year of bad poetry
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The year of bad poetry. Last night, after having spent the day with two of my favorite people—one a writer, the other a musician—I sat down at my computer with a glass of red wine and I wrote a terrible poem. It was so bad, I'm pretty sure I won't even bother trying to edit it into something readable. And you know, I was blissfully happy with it. It was the second day of 2015, but certainly not too late to make a fanciful plan for the next 364 days. A plan to write at least one bad poem every day.
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A Single Layer: 04.2015
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It must have been a decade ago, or nearly, that I wrote this poem for a friend. It was coded verse in her voice to someone else, and today its strange metaphor was born in the most literal sense of labor and breath. So I'm posting it here today. Welcome to the world, Everett. We have waited for you long. Certain as stars am I. That this embryo will grow. As though filled with the patient spirit. That met Mary so intimately. Upon her humble Yes. Certain as stars, though stars die,. He must grow in you also.
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A Single Layer: Reviewing Books in an Age of Self-Publishing
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Reviewing Books in an Age of Self-Publishing. A lot of people are talking about whether or not it's possible to develop a literary canon in an age of self-publishing. When there are no gatekeepers, how do we know what to keep for future generations? It's kind of like orbital debris. At the moment, it doesn't really affect anyone. But at the rate we're going, it will. Eventually. Future generations will look back on our irresponsibility and cast well-earned judgment. Posted by Molly Lewis. The Book of the...
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