Guest post by Kate Motaung.

Dear Grief,

I shudder to refer to you as “dear.” Yet you have been with me for so long that you have become a part of me, which I suppose entitles you to this term of affection, though my heart grants it unwillingly. You are an enigmatic and elusive creature

Guest post by Christiana Peterson. When art is your career, it is easy to lose sight of the reasons for creating in the first place. When the art you love becomes enmeshed with publishing, promoting, money, marketing, and trying to sell yourself in order to sell your work, it can be a messy weaving that becomes difficult to untangle.

Guest post by Selene Lau. “You have a fractured bone in your wrist. It will need to be in a cast for about 6 weeks.” I took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. I was not sure I was ready for one more thing. I had slipped and fallen clumsily on a wooden bridge at an outdoor family camp. Now I had to think about functioning without the use of my dominant hand.

Guest post by Kimberly Knowle-Zeller. An hour north of Minneapolis, where the skyscrapers have been replaced by wildflowers and glistening lakes, and the prairie grass sways in the wind, a community of prayer lives.

Guest post by Andrea Delwiche. What is a more excellent way? Maybe it's partially found in a commitment to embracing a quiet and obscure life.