Building Blue Ridge
I’m in North Carolina this week, just outside Asheville at the beautiful Ridgecrest Conference Center, one of my favorite away-from-home places in the world. Ever since I met my sweetheart in Greensboro and we honeymooned on the Outer Banks, I’ve had a special place in my heart for Carolina (only yankees and outsiders call it [...]
Thirty Seconds of Fame
Whew! It’s been a crazy few days in Dan-land. I attended the annual ACFW Conference last Thursday through Sunday, and I’m just now getting to the place where I’m slowing down to catch my breath. Crazy days, to be sure—but good crazy.
Yup, that’s me. Do I look a little giddy? Well, I should, because [...]
Spraying, Hoeing, and Writing.
It’s been a busy time around here, what with multiple priorities to manage at work, a staff that’s one man short (guess who gets to do the extra work?) and of course preparing for this year’s American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW) Conference in Minneapolis later this week. It’s a particularly exciting conference for me, because [...]
A Ridgecrest Goodbye–and Guest Blogging, too.
Well, here I am again, writing another “farewell to Ridgecrest” entry from Rocking Chair Ridge. The first Blue Ridge Mountains Advanced Novel Retreat is officially history. The final time of worship (lunch ) is over, and I’m at that saddest of moments–having to say Goodbye to Ridgecrest until next time.
God is everywhere. We [...]
ACFW follow-up from Rocking Chair Ridge
It just occurred to me that I never posted a follow-up to the ACFW conference. It isn’t that there’s nothing to post. It’s that there aren’t enough hours in the day.
I came away from ACFW with a different perspective on my writing. It’s not that my writing suddenly changed, but that God used some people [...]
And there’s the pitch!
That phrase brings to mind the thousands of baseball games I’ve heard on the radio over the years. I think that all the guys who do MLB play-by-play must have attended the same broadcasting school, because they all seem to say the exact same line the exact same way every time the pitcher launches the [...]
And Then There Were Three
An incredibly encouraging sign appeared in my kitchen this morning. It was something I haven’t seen in a while, a phenomenon that spoke to me loud and clear about God’s grace and His passion for “healing the broken hearted and bandaging their wounds.” (Psalm 147:2)
As I doctored my coffee, Wookie asked for–in her usual demanding [...]
