Tag Archives: Letters to an America Lady

On the Nobody Somebody Has Inside: C.S. Lewis and a Post About Bullying For Pink Shirt Day #pinkshirt

Posted on February 24, 2021 by Brenton Dickieson

By all accounts, the famous children’s author C.S. Lewis was bullied badly in the English private school that he was subjected to as a child. His first school, Wynyard, had a bully as a headmaster. Robert Capron–nicknamed “Oldie” by Lewis … Continue reading →

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The 600,000th Visitor at A Pilgrim In Narnia!

Posted on June 29, 2018 by Brenton Dickieson

This week we had our 600,000th visitor to A Pilgrim In Narnia! Was it you? I honestly have no way of knowing, and I’m a little afraid of the global attention you’d receive if I could publish that news. Fame … Continue reading →

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C.S. Lewis’ Pretty Awful and Peculiarly Interesting Letter on Writing

Posted on May 1, 2018 by Brenton Dickieson

How many times have you heard of the struggling writer providentially bumping into an established author or writing a letter? And then that writer on the edge of hopelessness becomes the recipient of a little piece of advice or encouragement … Continue reading →

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The Haunting Death: Lewis, Buechner, and Me on the Loss of my Parents

Posted on February 22, 2016 by Brenton Dickieson

On Friday, February 12th, I watched my mother finally succumb to cancer. She was only 61. In her death she taught me a great deal about how to live. You can read a brief story of her life here. I am now … Continue reading →

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Yours, Jack… or C.S. Lewis… or Clive… or Brother Ass: The Many Signature of C.S. Lewis

Posted on March 13, 2014 by Brenton Dickieson

For some time, my son has been carefully working on his signature, as I worked on mine growing up. Through sheer laziness, and lacking any artistry or loveliness, my signature is now a “B” with a line blurring to the … Continue reading →

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