Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer People often ask how much of myself I put into my books. The question is straightforward, but most answers are ambiguous. The view we see of ourselves from the inside out is different from the view others see from the outside in. When I wrote
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Rejection. We all know what it tastes like—bitter, regardless of how well-preserved our self-esteem. As a child, I often played the piano for school talent shows, winning awards in some and going unnoticed in others. On those losing occasions, my mother would say, “You
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer “I don’t do nothing well.” No doubt you bunched your shoulders and cringed when you read that sentence. The double negative scratches our linguistic sensibilities like fingernails on Styrofoam. Does the sentence mean the speaker can’t do anything well? Or does the speaker fail
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Conversation hearts – fun, right? How do I love thee? Let me count the misaligned ways that I can’t even read. These colorful little confectioneries exemplify what has happened to a once tender expression of affection and remind me why I’m not a fan
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer One morning last week I was reading about Moses arguing with God at the burning bush. (Personality clue there for ole Mose.) God gives him an assignment and Moses gives reasons why he can’t do it. “Yes, you can,” God says. “No, I can’t.”
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer The New Year rises ahead of us like an imposing mountain range. A few of us actually want to scale the high peaks. We’re unable to resist the compelling call of adventure and challenge. Others don’t mind the winding roads that interlace the mountains,