Author Archives: colleenannettewarren

On Blasphemy

One day, walking through a parking lot, I saw on a car a few rows ahead a bumper sticker that said, in bold letters, “Jesus paid the price for my sins.” I smiled: kinship through bumper sticker, shared faith, unashamed … Continue reading

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Lightning Strike

In the picture, she poses almost in profile, her smoothly brushed dark hair framing her face in soft waves. She is wearing a navy polka dotted dress with a white collar that primly encircles her neck. It is the only … Continue reading

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Mom

In my women’s Bible study at church, we’ve been studying Philippians and so I’ve been thinking about Paul. At the time he was writing the letter to the Philippians, he was in jail, something particularly difficult for a man of … Continue reading

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Suddenly Spring

Cut off shorts already in American Eagle. Bikinis in Aeropostale. Sandals in Charlotte Russe–all efforts to catapult us into spring well before it appears, to get us thinking about spring break and breaches and sun that burns hot enough to … Continue reading

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Notebooks

I was raised in the pre-computer age, when typewriters were the only “high tech” alternative to writing by hand. Only when I graduated from high school and was embarking on my college journey, which would cement my career as English … Continue reading

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Pencils

On my desk in my office are three large mugs stuffed with a clutch of mostly unsharpened pencils. Collected over the years as cheap souvenirs from museums, state parks, tourist attractions, and airports, they chronicle my paltry travels. I collect … Continue reading

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Red Plaid Thermos

A red plaid thermos has been an icon of my writing life most of the years I have been serious about writing. I’m not sure when or where I first acquired it, but it has been a signal to myself … Continue reading

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