It's about writing and doing good with the inspiration God gives me.
Recently while reading a review of Shadows at Nightfall I saw that that particular reader had caught on to one of the major mysteries of the series and a source of tension for Jason during much of the book: who is Cinaed the Storyteller? When Jason first meets Cinaed he's just an old man telling... Continue Reading →
With tomorrow being Father's Day it has me reflecting on how fathers appear in my stories. One of my favorite lines in Veiled Sun is Grandpa McIntyre remembering his son Alverson who died getting him secret intel on Project Alexandria. When I wrote that I was thinking how no matter how old my little... Continue Reading →
At night my little one has a night light that projects stars and a crescent moon onto his room's ceiling. Like most kids--and adults too--he's not a fan of the dark, so we let him keep a little LED flashlight in his bed. Also like most kids, he does his level best to stretch... Continue Reading →
Every so often I feel like I have moments where something I thought I understood suddenly becomes so much more. Not just clearer, but more profound, important. As is the case for the past couple years, my epiphany has to do with my little one. Most mornings there's a certain amount of frenetic energy.... Continue Reading →
The other day in a fit of melancholy, I tweeted out, "Today, I realized parenting is the repeated Sophie's choice of preparing your child for life without you and letting them cling to you." That was on day two of my little one being in pre-k. As you can guess a big milestone like that... Continue Reading →
There are few things that produce nearly as much joy as your child saying, "I love you," and knowing it is genuine. Likewise, there are few things as infuriating as that same child ignoring your instructions and then feigning an apology before going right back to what upset you in the first place. Obviously my... Continue Reading →
“…give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” -1 Thessalonians 5:18, ESV There are some days that really stick with us. Five years ago, on April 14th, I had one such day. It was a Monday and I was tired. The drive home from work had... Continue Reading →
We just finished celebrating my little one's birthday. You never really comprehend the speed of time's passage until you see it's work on a child. When you're an adult, a year can blur into another. But seeing the difference a year makes in my little one is staggering. I have a confession. I'm a... Continue Reading →
It’s impossible not to think about our fathers on this day. The memories we’ve formed of and with them. The things we saw them doing. The things they taught us even when they weren’t trying. As a dad with a little boy of my own, I appreciate all those years of my dad looking... Continue Reading →
Today we had a birthday party for my little boy. He’s still very young and after his nap took a little while to warm up to the small group who came to celebrate with us. The presents and delicious brownies my wife made helped quite a bit. By about hour two he was giddy... Continue Reading →
Brett Armstrong 