by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest When I was a young, romantic, teenage girl, I learned to play the theme from Romeo and Juliet on the piano. A Time for Us echoed through our living room walls and out our windows many dreamy evenings. In my mind, there would someday be…

by Alycia W. Morales @AlyciaMorales As the Carolinas prepare for Hurricane Florence this week, we are reminded that there are things to do and have in place before she arrives, things to do when she arrives, and things to do after she dies out. As writers, it's important to recognize…

by Edie Melson @EdieMelson  Choosing to stand up and be identified as a writer can be a scary thing. The road is rarely a straight path to publication. These are some things that I hope will help you stay the course as you continue on your own writing journey. [tweet_box…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Some people seem to have a way with words. Words, sentences, paragraphs—they all just flow out of those people, all polished and pretty. The fact that I don’t despise those people is a testament to how truly spiritual I am. (If you’re not rolling your eyes…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest The faith of a mustard seed is small, yes? Quite small. I wonder if this kind of faith is any more than just a simple hope that what we long for might possibly happen. If asked, we could hardly identify our tiny seed as faith…

by Lucinda Secrest McDowell @LucindaSMcDowel When I arrived home from the conference Sunday evening, I realized a hitchhiker had accompanied me in the door. His name was Worry. At once, he set to work bringing up all those things that had conveniently been dormant while I had focused on an…