Teaching poetry to unruly sophomores taught me something unexpected: sometimes the most authentic writing emerges from the messiest places. Here's what my students taught me about courage.
writing as healing
How God Used My Writing to Write My Love Story
Seventy-seven weeks of Tuesday night writing led me back to faith and into the arms of a man who found me through my words. Sometimes God's best work happens when we're not looking.
From Dr. Bogin’s Couch to My Garden: How Tuesday Nights Saved My Life
Eighty Tuesday nights on my therapist's couch after my divorce, now twenty Tuesday nights writing on my porch. Same healing process, different love seat—but I finally crossed the bridge from death to life.