The midsummer sun was pounding down on me while I dug my hands into the dirt. I could feel the wetness in the layers of mud as I kept sifting through the moist soil. My daughter’s voice ran through my head after every rinse in the water hose, just wear gloves, Gideon, but I never... Continue Reading →
From the time I learned how to read, I’ve always read fiction. I could get lost in Wonderland or Hogwarts, just by opening up a book. The simple stumble into a couple hundred pages could result in many hours, or even days, spent entwined in the content between the cover pages. Yet, one of the... Continue Reading →
A creative non-fiction essay about one of the best nights of my life.
In this blog, I'm going to discuss a Creative Non-Fiction piece and answer a few questions. This piece, in particular, caught my eye because of the name and the hook the author wrote in the beginning. The following is a link to the piece itself by Jane Bernstein: CNF Inspiration Piece: The Marrying Kind Summary: The... Continue Reading →
When we were young, we were so innocent. We had the ability to imagine anything. Sure, I grew up with body books, knowing where babies actually came from, but that didn't make me any less of a kid; it just made me more educated. "They come from the uterus, not your stomach," said Kindergarten me... Continue Reading →
A poem.
Keeping Up With a Skillings 