Timarie Friesen
Writing, Reading, Following Jesus


 

How does a writer tell a story if they can’t think of one to tell? Sometimes I write poems for lack of a plan. Poetry gets words on...

The vinca vine drank in the sunlight, and its leaves, once curled and parched, now looked like mini tea cups filled to the brim. Though...

While I enjoy writing blog posts, errors spring up and I find myself questioning the context of how something sounds. A few weeks ago, I...

The songs plop you down in the middle of Jerusalem the week before that first Easter. Golgotha is the title of the album, and the band is...