Why I Write
I just returned from a week at the Frederick Buechner Writer’s Workshop in Princeton, New Jersey. Buechner has always been a model for me, an author who expresses the essentials of faith in beautifully crafted prose, creating new forms as he writes. Spending a week with other presenters and prospective writers got me thinking about why I write. Not long ago I received a letter from Indonesia written in fractured English: “I been reading your book The Jesus I Never ...