Reporting Comes to Life
This is Part I of a story about God’s dream and plan for my writing. Part II is here. The line stretched down a long boulevard and wrapped around the school. I swung my car onto the gravel parking space across the street, grabbed my notebook, phone, and pen. Sucking in a big breath I glanced across the street and wondered if any media had reporters on the scene. Slightly nervous, I carefully crossed the major street and smiling at … Continue reading →