Dear Church, dear Body of Christ, We try so hard to run from the wrathful God, we try so hard to make the God of Judgment palatable and nicely packaged. We want God served to us in neat cuts, saran-wrapped on a disposable styrofoam tray. And as a woman, I have been hand-fed a God… Continue reading 11/20/22 – the wrath of God and the wrath of a woman
Some days are hard and I just want to give up, but some days life is really good. Sometimes everything hurts and sometimes I'm so grateful to be alive. It's difficult at times but I find something beautiful in being willfully optimistic. Defiantly positive. Even when I feel awful and my body and brain are… Continue reading 10/24/22
This is a prayer and realization that I wrote earlier this year. It was in response to a question I had: what is art without God, or created by those without the heart/mindset of Christ? what should be our response and is it okay to find joy in it? I hope you feel something from… Continue reading we’re finding happiness in our own hopeless ways
Hi everyone! A while back I posted that I had just finished my tragic sci-fi novella, The Tragedy of Gamma XA-113. I'm proud to say it's finally published and available for you to read right now on Amazon Kindle! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08M9PYN41/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=the+tragedy+of+gamma&qid=1604070511&sr=8-1 Here's the description: Lightyears away from home, two sisters' fractured relationship is tested when one… Continue reading Novella: The Tragedy of Gamma XA-113
I entered into Scholastic Art & Writing a few months ago and the results are out! I'm so excited to announce that I won a silver key for Virtual Heaven. This is my first shot at finishing a completely original short sci-fi story. I had so much fun, and it was such a great experience… Continue reading Scholastic Silver Key Award
[LEAH FAIRCHILD’S COMPUTER>>PROGRAM PC0.0][DATE>>12/21/2023][TIME>>02:37, PST] >>LEAH Persistent vegetative state. The doctors said that I had no awareness. They said I couldn’t recognize even my own husband. They said it was a mercy to let me die. Before administering the drugs that would kill me, Arien hovered at the edge of my bed. His white coat… Continue reading Virtual Heaven
Darkness claimed me once, but God broke the chains. "She is mine," my God says. He sent his Son to bear my shame, my guilt, my brokenness, and he has set me free. I am free.
2018 SCHOLASTIC WRITING SILVER KEY WINNER To my grandpa---I love you always. An unacknowledged fear divides us, holds us back with steel, rolled and cold, drawing the warmth of our hands every time we dare touch the edge. We keep a safe distance. We observe each other, one hand outstretched, the rain of the skies… Continue reading Rainfall