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I was 14 and homeless. And that was only the beginning.

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2020. Most people might be celebrating the end of a brutal year, but I prefer to encourage us all to focus upon the bright spots of 2020, no matter how […]

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I remember raising my hands as a police officer stuck his head into the driver door, weapon drawn.

“Don’t shoot,” I said.
I was about seven years old.

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The beauty of fiction is best revealed when the reader looks through his own eyes, when he or she applies his or her personal history to the text.

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I feel honored to have been named President of the Lancaster Christian Writers association. My thanks to Jeanette Windle for all she has done for the past 13 years. I’m […]