A persistent little plot idea had been jumping around my brain since the fall. With three projects in various stages of writing, editing, and querying, I couldn't give it my attention, but it sat patiently waiting for me in the back of my mind. It's been a long time since I've had a brand new... Continue Reading →

The Value of Work

I recently started listening to the audiobook for Hand to Mouth: Living in Bootstrap America by Linda Tirado. Linda gives unflinching, unapologetic accounts of her experiences as an hourly worker barely living above the poverty line. She narrates the book with a clear and resolute tone and I noticed one thing in particular. She doesn't... Continue Reading →

The Adults are in Charge

They say every generation has a major incident that defines their identity. For my generation, it was September 11th. My formative years happened in a bizarre stretch of time that's still draped in neon and pleather in my memory, a cultural and technological revolution you could feel happening. Y2K, hanging chads, AOL Instant Messenger, the... Continue Reading →

The Rabbit

The rabbit is on alert. Nose flicking, eyes darting. Waiting. She was raised that way, to be hypervigilant, to trust nothing. She knows if the fox catches her, it'll be because she wasn't witty enough to evade it. She hops to the edge of the tall weeds. The mat of vibrant grass shimmers with beads... Continue Reading →

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