A.R. Geiger

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  • Knitting Prayers

    My grandmother kept prayers in her knitting basket. To me, it seemed an odd place to keep them. Prayers are meant to be kept in a Bible on the parlor shelf, or stuffed away in a church, gathering dust with the rest of the relics. At the very least, they’re supposed to be kept somewhere…

  • The Reality Of Being an Author

    This morning, I woke up to find that my bank account was maxed out. Overdrawn, actually. Not the best news to find out on a Monday morning, especially when every penny I’ve made in the last several months has gone toward absolute essentials. Bills. Groceries. That’s about it. This is humiliating for me to admit,…

  • Ranger’s Apprentice

    Do you want to know the strangest thing? I have the hardest time reviewing my most absolute favorite books. Is that weird? They should be the ones I rave about right? The ones I yell about in the mall and the library and shove in people’s mailboxes so that they’ll read them. Right? But, with…

  • For The Writer Who Needs Fresh Perspective

    Have you ever sat down to write, managed a sentence, or a page, or a blog post, and then thought, this sounds familiar? And then realized it is familiar, because it’s the same idea you had three weeks ago? I have. And I am absolutely certain that I cannot be the only one who does…

  • Where Peace Abounds

    He throws me out after the fifth beer. My mother will follow me in an hour or so. She offends him less, I think, because she doesn’t answer back when he swears at her. She’s everything I’m not and wish I could have been. Soft and gentle, kinder than one of God’s angels, with mouse-brown…

  • Beatrix Potter

    When I was growing up, my mother took us on Awesome Great Adventures to the library. She brought home laundry baskets full of books from library sales and thrift stores and cruised through garage sales for secondhand books to fill our bookshelves. I was never short of fresh reading material, and since I started reading…