Callie Feyen

{An Introduction} This Monday was a terrible, no good, very bad day with my 8th graders. There was yelling. I kicked a girl out of class. I cried on the way home from school, and that hasn’t happened in a while between this group and I. I was crying so hard I had to pull over and collect myself so that… View Post

  It seems rather aggressive to tell you I think you should be reading poetry in April, but I think you should be reading poetry in April. It is, after all, the month of poetry, nationally speaking. What’s that? You say you don’t like poetry? That’s because you’ve not read Jill Reid. Or, Stephanie DiMaria. Or Sarah Wells. Megan Willome has… View Post

It was August of 2013 when I began an essay about Ivan Mestrovic’s sculpture of Jesus and the Samaritan woman at Jacob’s Well. Lauren Winner, my mentor at the time, gave us an assignment to write an essay about something that we researched. We could put ourselves in the story, but she was trying to get us to expand our… View Post

Hadley, Harper, and I are on our way to hike around Seneca Creek State Park when Harper says, “Mommy, did you know Abraham Lincoln was a wrestler?” I’m wondering whether Harper is speaking figuratively, but I tell her that no, I did not know President Lincoln was a wrestler. “Yup, he was,” she tells me. “I have a picture of… View Post

Last summer, I met Chris Fann, the editor at Off the Page, for coffee at Lyon Street Cafe. We talked about writing. He had a copy of IMAGE journal with him and he said that the type of writing he is looking for ought to explore the Christian faith, but he doesn’t want readers to walk away with a “meh”… View Post