This is a discussion of the book project I have been working on with illustrator Yvonne Gilbert and designer Danny Nanos. The following is borrowed from her blog.
Source: Living Dead (Halloween 2015)
“Therefore consider the members of your earthly body as dead to immorality, impurity, passion, evil desire, and greed, which amounts to idolatry. ” Galations 3:5
“For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake, he is the one who will save it.” Luke 9:27
Phil Coltraneis our latest champ and Flash! Friday’s first-ever FIVE-time winner. Read his bio and find links to his previous interviews at his winner’s pagehere. What shall I ask you??? I said. We’ve covered the typical stuff. Let’s not be typical, then, said Phil, lighting the Sixty Seconds Interview Match, grabbing the mic, and grinning in an unsettling kind of way.
Some said it was inevitable I’d find myself here. “Five wins merits more than just five questions.” When Rebekah asked me to take off my writer hat and describe my typical workday, I was hesitant. What’s to tell?
Software development is shamefully male-dominated, and nothing interesting happens in the Services Department. I spend my day drinking caffeine, staring at a screen, ignoring a fitful stream of curses filtering through my earbuds.
The myth of the cowboy coder is romantic fiction. We work as…
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These were the inhabitants of the kingdom: the Ant, the Jay, the Rabbit, the Fox and some others. The kingdom being about three acres or so and the full extent of the world as they knew it. Before the storm came they each lived according to their way; each abiding in their own truth. The Ant saw the world very differently from the Jay, the Rabbit and Fox were naturally inimical, the Fish, who, here after, will not appear again, viewed everything completely differently and so on. When the rains came and the winds blew, some were greatly impacted. The tree housing the Jay’s nest came down, the Ant’s tunnels were completely deluged, the Rabbit was merely inconvenienced while the Fox was largely unaffected. When the howling of the terrible beast had ceased, among its retreating clouds a rainbow formed. Equally awed by this as they were the flashes and crashes that proceeded, the animals of the kingdom gazed in utter reverence, that is, until those crystalline droplets began to fade and the memory of it, not prone to linger in the minds of such creatures, began to fade as well. The damage however, was not forgot and now had come time for blame. Each coming with their own view and their own certainty, charged the other with having brought the storm. The Ant pointed to the Fox for his incessant and very offensive digging. The Rabbit was obliged to agree. The Jay, who had a higher view of things, assured the company that none had offended the Storm Bringer as much as the dirty little Ant. So intense was their in-fighting as to rival the storm itself. In fact, the matter of who was right became much more paramount than the task of recovery. In order to terminate their endless debate, the Owl was consulted. Who’s right? Who’s to blame? They asked. The Owl, who is very wise because he sleeps a great deal of the time, said forget the storm remember the rainbow.