Category: Prose

“It’s just like Charlie Brown!” I knew my stepmother’s words came from a place of affection, but it didn’t feel like it. I had worked diligently on this short story about a young boy and his debilitating crush on a girl. Her words had reduced my work to a story that could be slapped into…

I just had an unusual experience with two of the books I’m currently reading. Ben Yagoda’s How to Not Write Bad: The Most Common Writing Problems and the Best Ways to Avoid Them is an engaging read. It seems geared for college writers, but anyone could benefit from his dead-on advice. It’s not just a…

Dad, I keep trying to write something down for you, but there are simply no words for the hole in my heart or the bottomless emptiness in my soul. Part of my life is missing. I wish I could call you and tell you this. The other day I just wanted to stay in bed….