When I was young, I don’t think there was anything called “YA Fiction.” In fact, I don’t recall having heard… Read more Concerns About YA Fiction.
Well, it’s been well over a week since I’ve posted here, which in itself is unusual. I’ve been writing; most… Read more Refractory Period.
For the purposes of this post it is important to note that when I refer to “capitalism,” I am referring… Read more Capitalism and Divergent Thinking.
I’ve been in a funk lately. I don’t know for how long… I just had the thought sometime last week… Read more The White Girl Blues.
Last summer, I think it was, a bunch of paper fliers showed up around town. They were on white letter-size… Read more We Are, In Fact, Our Egos.
I had a very talented writer friend who complimented me recently on my ability to describe people. I don’t know… Read more Looking At People.
When I first hit my head, I didn’t think it was possible that I had a concussion. I went right… Read more Scrambled Egg.
I’m slumped against the frame of the door to the office, waiting my turn. I’m not really slumped, but I… Read more To a Woman That I Work With.
As winter draws in, it is time to harvest and put away those last winter vegetables. and naturally the mind… Read more Kimchi Season.
I was raised protestant by a catholic mother and a protestant father. I went to church every Sunday, dressed in… Read more How to Ruin Atheism.