For several years the question was stubbornly clinging to my subconscious psyche. It was far enough below the surface that I didn’t obsess over it, but close enough that I couldn’t forget. “I wonder if I could write a novel?” For 20 years I worked on creative teams in churches helping to write full-length dramas as well as 5-minute sketches. But could I translate this to a full-length novel? I was anxious to give it a try. All I lacked was a story idea.
For me to be committed to writing, the story had come from a place of passion. A subject I feel great passion about is our country, the United States of America. Unfortunately, I see our country in difficult times as our political culture has become so toxic that it is tearing us apart. A major source of that toxicity is the degree of manipulation we all…
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As The Pages Turn 