welcome to my world of written word.
by c.h.ha
united 93
April 30th, 2006 by Christine
September 11, 2001. Four planes were hijacked. Three of them reached their target. This is the story of the fourth.
JH watched this movie and told me I shouldn’t watch it because he knows I get teary-eyed at every 9/11 visual I see. Plus he said I wouldn’t make it through the movie without puking since [...]
close range: wyoming stories :: e. annie proulx
April 28th, 2006 by Christine
I had way too high an expectation for this book/short story and was sorely disappointed. For perhaps the first time in “movie vs. book” history, I’m claiming the movie was far better than the book. I probably went into the short story of “Brokeback Mountain” with too much wishful thinking and was left pining for [...]
irony…an exercise
April 27th, 2006 by Christine
George grew up in the Bronx. His father was a mechanic and always came home reeking of sour motor oil. His mother stayed home to raise George and his three sisters. She complained every day—“How do your father ‘spect me to feed yous wit the lousy money he bring home?”
George grew up keen on how [...]
pov entirely different from myself…an exerecise
April 23rd, 2006 by Christine
My name is Shaun Johnson, and I am the son of Reverend Robert and Ruth Johnson. There is not much to tell about my childhood except that I am a preacher’s only son, so my upbringing consisted of the Lord Jesus, gospel music, and the Second Baptist Church on 14th Street where all the [...]
a praiseworthy praise
April 21st, 2006 by Christine
A friend asked today if she was a Christian. She had been deeply seeking for almost two months, and I, as the diligent friend of faith, had been trying to hold her hand and lead her into God’s kingdom in a willful yet non-overbearing way. Many people have been praying for her to take her [...]