I'm tired of being selfish. If you ask my why I write, blog, or jump on social media, the answer is probably something along the lines of "I dunno." Instinct. Lovely when channeled, deadly when it runs amok. Like oil in your car vs. oil in the bay. And I've been letting instinct muddy my … Continue reading What does “Fencing With Ink” Mean for YOU?
It's time for me to say goodbye. It's been just shy of three years since I stared this blog in April of 2012. When I first began, it was just to practice my writing craft so that I would be ready when God wanted to use it, like David honed his character tending sheep before … Continue reading When it’s Over, it’s Over (at least for now)
To all those who follow my blog and to all those who just happened to click on this one with the kind of curiosity you only find when you've already seen everything else on the internet... I've been doing a lot of thinking about Fencing With Ink over the last year, trying to find out … Continue reading Dear Followers: FWI is Splitting in Two! Pick your Poison
Don't judge; you've done it, too. Thanks to my lovely wife for the artwork.
If you ever want a laugh, look at all the Google searches people put in to find your blog. Most of them will make sense, of course, but look at the rare ones and you'll see some epic randomness or some serious misinterpretation. I've reached 200 blogs here on Fencing With Ink, so I decided … Continue reading Funny Ways People Have Found My Blog
It's only when I write a post that becomes my second-most-popular (this being my first, shameless plug) that I realize I've made a huge mistake. Two days ago, I wrote this post about Dayna Morales, the waitress who was stiffed a tip because she looked like a lesbian to the patrons, who included a note … Continue reading I Judged the Judgers for Judging
Most people think that when what you love becomes your job, it's a good thing. Well, not necessarily. If you chose to make it your job, that's good because you get to do what you love for money, or at least more often. But when what you love becomes a job on its own accord...that's not … Continue reading Remember the Why