soliloquy |səˈliləkwē| noun (plural soliloquies) an act of speaking one's thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers, especially by a character in a play. ~New Oxford American Dictionary Less than a year ago, I decided to write what I call a "free" Shakespearean soliloquy—one that has some kind of rhythm, is written in… Continue reading Soliloquy No. 1: On Original Thinking
A year ago today, I published my first post on Defy Augury. It was a short post, a poem about "conversing with the unsaved," but that little seed, I assure you, has since turned into a flower. It has matured far beyond what it was on September 19, 2017, yet its true mission has never changed.
Hello, everyone— This month marks the first anniversary of Defy Augury! Can you believe it? I've written so much during the past year, and I plan to do just that from now on. Here's a little sketch as to what I've been doing and what you can expect for September. Books: The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha… Continue reading September/October 2018: A Preview
When I was first assigned Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, I couldn't think why that could be. Mind you, my teachers were and are exceptionally nice, but horror? The kind made up of nothing but virtually inaccessible laboratories covered in toxic fumes, containing nothing but the maddest and most unearthly fashion of men? Screams of "Aaaah!", "It's alive!", and… Continue reading On the Death of Frankenstein
At one of my friends' recent youth group meetings, I studied the centrality and beauty of Jesus Christ. It sounded so obvious—it wasn't anything new. Yet this reminder shook me. No one sees Christ as beautiful anymore, or even as important. After I came home that night, then, I started writing a series of creeds… Continue reading The Twenty-Two Jesus Creeds
I’ve had the privilege of visiting Orlando, Florida, countless times during my life. I literally don’t remember how many trips to Disney I’ve taken or how many stops at Chick-fl-a I’ve gone through (there’s so many Chick-fl-a’s in Orlando—which is a good thing). I’d visited the city on a regular basis and loved it dearly.… Continue reading On the Orange Blossoms Too Soon Pick’d
Though Father Brown reignited my love for the literary mystery genre, Hercule Poirot fanned that spark into a lasting flame. Agatha Christie’s conceited little Belgian gentleman, constantly finding something to straighten and thus defy the Second Law of Thermodynamics, always manages to win my heart more thoroughly in every book that I read.
Inspired by "Why the Arts Are a Valid Career Path for Christians" by Grace at True and Pure. I also gained much instruction and lines of argument from Art and the Bible by Francis Shaeffer. Some people seem to be attracted to the wrong things. By this, I am not talking of disobedience or sin, but rather… Continue reading The Pursuit of the Arts–Is It Worth Undertaking?
Hi everyone! Due to blogging taking up almost all of my writing time, I have decided to post only once a week from now on. Though a few changes will occur--single-part "Literary Wisdom" posts and preview posts every other month--you will still see content of the same quality and depth. Thank you! Books: Peter Pan by… Continue reading July/August 2018: A Preview
James Fenimore Cooper's The Deerslayer is the most charming and profound frontier story that passed before my eyes. Though I would not be surprised if the novel is one of the lengthiest and most drawn-out in the genre, Cooper managed also to instill lessons of integrity, deception, and natural beauty into the genre that is usually characterized… Continue reading Literary Wisdom: The Deerslayer