More than just an old favorite: an old friend. This book was in my backpack during my first week of high school, and it has spent many a night under my pillow so it could “whisper its story” to me as I slept. The perfect story for anyone who has ever drawn comfort from a book.
It’s a simple question with a complex answer. Or, maybe it’s a complex question with a simple answer. Either way, it must be contrary, as worthwhile endeavors tend to be. I’ve been asked this question a couple times before, by a couple different people. And each time it happens, a direct answer slips through my…
The greatest irony about the state of the world over the last decade or so is that, once upon a time, I would have been content to just stay quiet about my personal beliefs and political affiliations. I had previously held the opinion that the arts especially should be nonpartisan, thus enabling everyone from all…
Today, I want to introduce you to my absolute favorite plot outline. It’s my favorite 1.) because this outline tends to be the basis for epic fantasies, which I love, and 2.) because, contradictory to reason number one (contradiction being my signature style of doing things), I also love that it can actually be used…
When I was going to school I had a teacher, a realist, by all accounts, who once made the sarcastic quip when the focus of the class suddenly turned to musicals: “Hey, look: someone’s singing, and nobody called the police.” It was funny to those of us in the room. And it was understandable: not…