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Writing heresy or living like Christ?

Writing heresy or living like Christ?

I remember seeing the call for writers to apply for Lawless in August. I’d missed my deadline to finish my book (well, my own deadline) by the end of July and I was feeling really listless. Why is this so hard? Do I even like this story anymore? And then, while...

Stalled Out

Stalled Out

I am the beast, and he is my boy. A young, cruel boy with a smashed-glass smile. We are hunting tonight, because he is hungry. There is a strip of asphalt outside the town; it is our hunting ground, straight as an arrow and black as night. We idle beneath the only...

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