Reflections, ramblings, and a good cup of warm coffee.

Out here on the porch (the reflections blog), the breeze carries whatever thoughts happen to wander by. Sometimes it’s about the writing life—the strange, wonderful journey of shaping words into stories. Other days, it’s reflections on faith, grief, grit, or growing older with a little bit of humor and a whole lot of grace. You might even find an occasional holy nudge disguised as a story. In a nutshell, this is a blog about writing, life, and faith.

Some posts might feel like a devotional in blue jeans, others like a napkin note from the Almighty tucked into your lunchbox. Every so often, they may come with a smile, a memory, or a reminder that you’re not alone. These reflections blogs are crafted for thoughtful readers—folks who like to sit with words for a while and see where they lead.

There’s no big promise here. No grand theme or polished agenda. Just an old guy who writes books, pays attention to the quiet things, and shares what shows up. If a post makes you feel a little lighter or think a little deeper, then the porch did its job.

So go on—kick off your shoes, sip something warm, and stay as long as you like. You’re welcome anytime. The blog posts below offer reflections content for readers who enjoy a casual but thoughtful approach to writing, faith, and the ordinary moments that hold extraordinary meaning.

  • Where Did I Leave My Glasses?

    A side effect of cataract surgery They were just here. Or were they in the bathroom? The kitchen? Maybe the freezer? It’s easy to misplace your cheaters when you frequently move around. “I used to lose my keys. Then I had cataract surgery—and upgraded to cheaters.”~ Joe Miller~ Some people call it cataract surgery. I…

  • Beginner’s Guide to Writing a Book (Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You)

    So you want to write a book? Bless your heart. Typewriter. Coffee. Tears. Repeat. If you’re starting out, a beginner’s guide to writing a book might just make this process a bit easier. Welcome to my beginner’s guide to writing a book. Writing a book is like riding a roller coaster in the dark. While…

  • City Dog, Country Dog

    What our dogs can teach us about being human “Different breeds. Same heart.” “Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.” – Orhan Pamuk I heard someone recently draw a comparison between city dogs and country dogs, and it made more sense than I wanted to admit.It started as a chuckle.…

  • Joy

    Give it. . . receive it The Rubber Ducky I don’t know anyone who has ever said they don’t like rubber duckys. It’s as if they have a hidden joy button that makes everyone smile. Granted, it’s not typically a topic of adult conversations (nor probably kid’s either), but the thought of them is likely…

  • Things Left Undone

    The heaviest weight we carry into the end often includes the burden of things left undone. And, it is often someone’s name we never made peace with. Some doors don’t close with time. They stay ajar, waiting for an apology, a phone call, or the courage to forgive. There are moments in life when we…

  • The first step

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) When a baby takes the first step, it’s a mixture of things that might be considered opposites. The first step is tenuous yet bold because there is no outright fear.…

  • A leap of faith

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) The phrase “a leap of faith” originated in the mid-1800s but gained popularity in the 1900s. It comes from the Latin word “saltus fidei,” which Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard coined.…

  • I will fear no more

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) If you continue to doubt that you can author that book burning within you, you might start to consider that the noise in your mind is just two opposing voices…

  • Stumbling Block

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) The orange cube in the picture is a stumbling block. Because it is cube-shaped, it has six sides. Imagine that each side has a different word or phrase imprinted on…

  • The Ocean is Calling, Must Go

    A piece beautifully written and shared by a dear friend. Used with permission. My beautiful wife Lin and I love taking vacations forty miles north of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, in an area called Cherry…

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Don’t just wave from the sidewalk–come on up and stay a while. Sometimes I write something worth sending. When I do, you’ll get it first. No spam. No pressure. Just real words from the old guy’s front porch.

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