Paperback copies of Doxa 6 are available for $10, or in bundles of 10 for $7.50 each. Please contact Dr. Bob Milliken at rcmilliken@nechristian.edu, or 402-935-9400.
With the school year coming to an end, summer plans are ready to take off! For you undergraduate students, we hope one of those plans will be to take advantage of Doxa‘s summer submissions period, and send in a literary project or art collection you might not have had time to during this last semester. From June 1 through August 31 we will be accepting entries under the same guidelines listed here—only the due date is different.
All submissions must be received by August 31, 2015.
The period of deliberation is over, and Doxa is pleased to announce the winner of this year’s cover art competition, and release the image of its 2015 journal—congratulations to Debbie Pedersen!
To view more work by this artist, click here.
Thank You, God, for showing us Your glory and love through Your breathtaking creation. And thank you, photographers, for using your gifts to capture moments of that glory and bring it to others. Until next year!
We were so pleased with the results of last year’s cover art competition, and are excited to announce the kickoff of this year’s. This is an open photography competition for anyone of any age, and will determine the cover of 2015’s issue of Doxa. Last year’s winner and honorable mentions can be seen here.
While the artwork within the pages of Doxa can only be published in black and white, we request that color photos be submitted for the competition. Photographs must be at least 300 dpi resolution to be usable. The winning picture will be selected by the editors of the journal.
To enter a photo for consideration, please e-mail it as a .jpeg to lgraves.doxa@gmail.com, along with your name and mailing address, so that the winner of the competition may receive a free copy of the journal in which he or she is published. The deadline for submissions to this competition will be April 30th.
She heard the stomping of feet heading towards her room, but it was too late for any sort of reaction. With guilty eyes, she glanced up at her mother standing in the doorway of her bedroom.
“Sorry, Mum,” she murmured, absently adjusting the apron on her favorite doll, who’d just a moment ago been hiding from the scary paper planes that flew overhead and dropped blocks from the ceiling.