For the month of December, I was holed up in a wonderful home in Salt Lake City, Utah, working on my next book. Some of the writing days were magical. Words flow smooth and cool downstream from my heart and imagination. On other days, though, every word feels like a...
Today, like many other days, I was asked a familiar question: “I really feel like the Lord is telling me to write, but I don’t know where to begin in the process. What do you advise?” My answer isn’t particularly simple or precise. Book...
