You may have realized by now that I enjoy writing. The testament to that can be found on nearly every page throughout this site. You can likely attribute my tendencies to the quality of the teachers & professors who vigorously encouraged writing. Or perhaps it's also partly a reflection of years of practice and years of journaling my own Bible study notes.
Either way, here's a brief glimpse into just a sampling of a few writing endeavors:
On a few occasions, I've written text for various brochures, promo materials, & websites. While I don't have the finely-tuned skills that an established copywriter would have, here's a sample of marketing-style text for a self-promotional piece of mine designed to complement the accompanying visuals.
Most of my writing has been in the form of commentary concerning political & cultural issues, as well as certain tech topics. And yes, I previously failed to mention that occasionally I also cover faith & spirituality. If you'd care to take a look, the most recent form of my blog can be found at this website:
https://drawingconclusions.tumblr.com/
I heard recently that many atheists embrace the writings of Friedrich Nietzsche, especially praising his arguments against Christianity & the BIble. I realize there are more intelligent people out there than me, and I'm sure someone at some point has already at least touched upon some of the counter-arguments I'll present in the following paragraphs. But it would seem a shame to leave some of those sordid accusations against my faith unanswered… IN DEFENSE OF CHRISTIANITY
And I've also been known to pen other types of works, and below is just one example. (Don't worry, I promise I won't share my haikus from elementary school…)
Ten shadows pierce the stillness; twice as many
wounds and ever-present, ever-burning scars.
Words. Irretrievable. Imperfect.
Insignificant?
I alone, with cold, careless syllables,
wrecked the span that stretched between us: a deep divide.
A withering. A paralysis. A forever bleeding.
Light we shared, remnants of yesterday,
echoes bitterly, echoes endlessly in my mind.
Irretrievable.
My words are lost, unreachable,
gripped by this unforgiving river and its raging tide.
A bottle. A capsule. A message within.
Irretrievable.
Ten words pierce the stillness; yet only One,
two are needed to begin again.