Nonfiction

“I love you too!” Then, I hung up the phone. Did I say it too quickly? Did my voice go up a notch? Why were my palms so sweaty from just a phone conversation!?...

Daddy was a civil engineer trying out to be a Fuller Brush Man. He'd bought a sales kit of samples—Fuller hairbrushes are guaranteed forever!—from the guy who would see if Daddy could sell door-to-door...

The story starts in a working class neighborhood in the shadows of downtown Jacksonville. Among a row of houses where the families live week to week and at times day to day a young...

The Crescent Woods Skate Park Drake chants from teenagers’ Bluetooth radios, his voice reverberating against the hot metal skateboard ramps of this summer evening. Elementary school kids sneaker up the ramps and slide back down,...

I’ve always hated fishing. My father took me when I was a teen, and the horror thatfollowed ensured I’d never do it again. My husband loves fishing, and when he first asked mewhy I...

People used to say I was special. It wasn’t so much that my personality set me apart, I was painfully shy and gave little of myself away. The “gift” I was told I had...

This is the kind of thing I would normally put in a fictional story I’m writing as part of a character’s opinion. It’s like I’m protecting myself that way. Because the thing is I have...

My first encounter with Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice was an old Dean and Son edition from 1950. It's sharp-edged hardbound cover, glazed and awash with colors, showed a man in a long frock...

Illness and the Movement of Time Reflections on Architecture, Music, and the Benefits of Raw Honey (2018) The movement of time becomes painfully apparent when one is ill, either droning on during treatment and recovery, or...

Sydney McLaughlin shattered her own world record by .78 seconds.  That was world record number four in two years.  Her first came when she became the only woman to dip below 52 seconds in...