Tag: Christ

Writing my way to Carnegie Hall (and of course, I talk about the weekend)

  I don’t think anyone is ever writing so that you can throw it away. You’re always writing it to be something. Later, you decide whether it’ll ever see the light of day. But at the moment of its writing, it’s always meant to be something. So, to me, there’s no practicing; there’s only editing …

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He’s coming

No, not the jolly old elf in the big red suit. He’s coming too. But the reason he’s coming too is because of the birth of a baby a long time ago in a stable in Bethlehem. Indeed, with all of the faux “War on Christmas” stories, and silliness about red cups, and manger scenes …

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