About
Words from life
About
Words from life
Man Named Kim
Essays, poetry, and fiction driven by the lovely mess of being human.
Welcome
I write from the experience of being alive.
Sometimes that becomes an essay. Sometimes a poem. Sometimes a story about an immortal woman who has been waiting a very long time for someone to come home.
The subjects wander: love and loss, recovery and aging, faith and doubt, desire, memory, joy, absurdity, and whatever else life puts in front of me.
I’m less interested in having answers than in paying attention.
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Author
writing and more
Author
writing and more
The Gift
A supernatural novel about love, grief, identity—and the complicated nature of choosing.
Cam thought he was escaping to the quiet hills of North Carolina. Instead, he found Angela: a woman who seems to know him, has been waiting for him, and carries a past neither of them can escape.
The Gift is a gothic supernatural romance about the strange threads that bind us to one another—and what happens when love, longing, memory, and consent refuse to stay simple.
Wishful Preaching—Things I Wish I had Said from the Pulpit
I spent 15 years as an ordained minister and then left in a blaze of drug addiction. Here is a small collection of sermons that I wish I had preached. -Kim
"This is the "un-preaching" book that moves beyond Sunday sermons into thoughtful but witty bite-sized "YES!" moments. Yes, you'll think "Why doesn't MY pastor talk about this?" and that's the point - most don't...
"This book is different, and quite often delightful. Who could fail to sport at least a wry smile at the writer's then-four-year-old nephew as he offers his very own spin on saying grace: "God is grape, God is good. Let us spank him for our food"?...
About Kim
I’ve been a minister, a marketer, a consultant, a husband, a father, a recovering addict, a hiker, and—through all of it—a writer.
I’ve spent enough years being alive to know that the interesting parts rarely fit into neat categories.
So I write about what I notice.
Come Along
I publish essays, poetry, fiction, and the occasional thing that refuses categorization.
If that sounds like your kind of mess, you’re welcome here.