For me, world building means transforming daydreams into something other people can experience. The world’s lore must be wrangled.
The last year was AWFUL, but there was some goodness and beauty I got to experience. It helped.
I preached the Sunday following 9/11, and I thought it would probably be the most difficult sermon I would ever have to preach. After the events of this past week I have to say this was much more difficult.
A couple of weeks ago I took some photos of a new arch in my town. The Sun gave me some cool flares, but there were *also* a number of garish blue flares which ruined some of my more interesting photographs. On1 Photo Raw to the rescue.
It’s Wednesday, and that means random thoughts with no explanation!
Earlier this week I attended a clergy retreat in Harvey Cedars, NJ. It was a blessed time, filled with time for contemplation instead of programming. I spent a good portion of our time in silence walking the wintering streets of the Summer resort with my camera. Few cars were out, fewer houses were occupied. My only earthly companions were the wind and the sky above me.