I took today off work. Nothing on the other end of it. No appointment, no trip, no reason I could have written down if somebody asked me for one. Up at eight. At Summer Moon by nine. It's my favorite coffee shop— the drip is good enough that you don't do anything to it. I … Continue reading Summer Moon
I've written something here every day since January 1st. The plan was operational. Capture the year while I was inside it — what I did, what worked, what the numbers said. A log. I'm a data guy; logging is a reflex. Somewhere around spring it stopped being a log. The entries got longer and quieter … Continue reading Empty or Clear?
Not long ago I got into a technical conversation with a guy at work, and I was dead certain I was right. Certain he was being short-sighted. Certain he wasn't really hearing what I was saying. He wasn't hearing me. But not for the reason I assumed. I hadn't framed my thinking well enough for … Continue reading Why Is This Not Working?!
Years ago I sat down with someone I love who was burning out and couldn't hear it from anyone. I pulled out a sheet of notebook paper. The standard kind — blue lines, red margin rule down the left, another one across the top. Everybody who went through American school knows that page. I started … Continue reading The Margins On The Page
God spoke into a void and something was there. That’s the first thing the Bible tells you about Him. Before the law, before the judgment, before any of the Renaissance paintings that shaped how most of us picture Him — the first fact on the record is that He made things. I never noticed that … Continue reading I Only Rearrange
David Willis 