Title and Intention

How this publication got its name, and why now is as good a time as any to begin (again).

Eleventh Hour represents:

• my bent toward procrastinating

• my experience of God delivering when all seems lost

• the Parable of the Vineyard Workers where the term derives its roots

• and finally, this meme

Sourced online; first seen posted by a favorite, John Onwuchekwa

I’ve been dabbling in writing since childhood using various means and outlets to scratch the itch, so this venture is more of a continuation than a new project. My family and I moved to the DC metro area in 2016. A couple years later I took some master’s classes and eventually ended up working full-time, so creative writing came to a halt outside the pages of my journal. A lot of life happened in that wild, beautiful place I call home.

Now, I’m a nomad in the middle of a month-long PCS move to the sunflower state (nomad means not being mad during the journey, right?). I’m confronted with an invitation to embody the rhythms of rest and contemplation I read in all those books waiting in storage halfway across the country. My perfectionistic brain (let’s call her “Liz”) begs me to wait until I am properly settled in the new house, but she forgets I’m over 40 now and have a fondness for creating new neuropathways. Sorry not sorry, Liz. Sitting in the sunroom at my in-law’s in Louisville, Kentucky, surrounded by my plants from home and one of my kitties napping on the couch, I think today is a perfect day to start.

Papa Hoss’s desk

I look forward to sharing stories, reviews, and thought pieces with you, and hopefully have a few guest contributors along the way. Together, we can watch this publication blossom from its early morning to the eleventh hour.

Be well, friends.