Callie Feyen

The plan was to go fishing at Black Hills Regional Park, so I kept my camera close by because two girls who fish with princess fishing poles seemed like a good beginning to a story. I snapped photos and listened to Hadley and Harper while constructing a possible blog post. But the fish weren’t biting. It was one of the… View Post

Let’s just say it wasn’t all that bad.* The cake, that is. I made it on a Thursday evening a few weeks back. It’s a lemon-cornmeal cake but there’s also 1 and 1/2 cups of chopped almonds so I don’t know why it’s not called “Lemon-Almond-Cornmeal Cake.” I guess you can’t fit everything into a title. Besides, it’s good to… View Post

The three of us walk to Harper’s ballet class on what feels like winter’s end. “It’s hotter out here than it is in the house!” Hadley exclaims running ahead of us. Harper follows her, skipping. She’s wearing rain boots, pink tights, and her black leotard. Harper calls it a “leotart,” and I don’t correct her just as I didn’t correct… View Post

You read something that inspires you, and you say, “I want to do that! I’m going to do that!” So you begin. Sure, “A devilish return” and “first epic novel” seem like contradictions but never mind that. You know your first sentence will set the tone for your entire “first epic novel,” so you want to get it right. You… View Post

Are you reading Wearing God? Goodness, it’s excellent.  Lauren Winner explores different ways to think about God – laughter, food, clothes, a mother. I want to go back to the narrator in her book Still and tell her, “Just wait.  You’ll find Him again. And you’ll see He was always there, perhaps just in a different metaphor that you couldn’t see.”… View Post