My freshman year of college I almost drove my roommate nuts. Ginny (who is still my best friend) had to put up with my late (LATE!) hours, constant
Read Me! Read Me!
If you subscribe to my weekly email, you know that I went to a writing conference called Re:Write last month and it rocked my world. (If you don't
The Words She Left Behind: Remembering Claudia Emerson
What I remember most about her is her love of story. She listened earnestly as we shared ours, though most were typical undergraduate slush pile
Not So (Small) Stories: Ninth Edition
You know you have one hiding in a box somewhere. Or maybe you burned it long ago...but it haunts you. I'm talking about that piece of writing you
Drive Through
The biggest cost of my depression was new tires for my car. I was a senior in college before I had a name for the heavy, helpless periods that
Not So (Small) Stories: Sixth Edition
I hadn't planned to see the movie at all. I loved Shakespeare, but Leonardo DiCaprio as Romeo? No thanks. But a last minute invitation with a free