When nineteen-year-old Cannan took a job as a private piano tutor, he wasn’t quite expecting to get entangled in a treasure hunt. How can he do it without alerting the miser who owns the mansion and his army of always-watching servants? And what other secrets might lurk within the cryptic walls and twisting halls of this house?
The dawn of a new year is upon us. And conveniently, so is the 100th post of this blog. For about a year and a half now, the Benefield Bookmark has published almost-weekly book reviews (plus the occasional one-off post, like this one), and while the readers are still few, they are slowly increasing. In light of this, a poem I recently wrote seems fitting. I hope that my small blog is able to glorify God and go beyond what I can make it. So enjoy the following poem, which currently has no title.
One year ago today I penned my first blog post. I had worked on my blog for the previous several days, and having brought it to a satisfactory level, I posted this: “As a fan of medieval allegory books, my cousin and I about eight months ago started the long Read more…
Today marks the beginning of a new year. It also marks my 50th post and the middle of my eighth month of blogging. In this post, I’ll be celebrating some achievements and talking about my goals for the future. Part First // Milestones Throughout the journey the Bookmark has been Read more…