The journey of writer, by way of living, teaching, and raising a family
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I have to hand it to the Republican party; they seem to know exactly what they are doing. After all, they’ve been doing it for decades, and they do it well. They know how to play the long con, and what’s really the kicker is that the people who support them are getting conned the […]
It’s hard to be both an optimist and a realist. It’s much like being a scientist and religious. One relies on fact and experience, while the other lays firmly in the realm of hope and faith. As an optimist, I can hope for various possibilities and wish to see them come to fruition. I can […]
Sometimes, by trying to protect others, or by keeping pain to ourselves, we find ourselves more alone than ever. Learning how to open up has been a long process.
Today, I started my Creative Writing Residency at Wilkes University. In our orientation we were told what to expect, had a tour of the campus, and then, in a tradition as old as time, the faculty and students broke bread together and began to know one another by sharing stories. It’s odd, and jarring, to […]
Education in America is falling behind and we are witnessing it's decline, but the fall of education also means the fall of our country. We cannot survive if it doesn't. So how do we keep it from dying, and instead allow our kids to fly free?
I've always had a hard time asking for help from others. Part of it is absolutely due to the toxic nature of masculinity when I grew up in the 80s. Men don't ask for help. Expressing weakness is to be avoided at all costs. It's my job to help others, but don't expect others to help you. And for many who do ask, the help never comes at all. We're told to "Man up and deal with it." This is starting…
Those books on that shelf in my class, Those long forgotten anthologies, Can stop a bullet. Or a whole clip.
"I didn't get into this job to encourage students to fail, and that's not exactly what I did for my student, but I reminded her that sometimes you have to take care of other things that matter, like yourself, and in order to do so, you may have to let some ideas and plans die."
I am so happy to be back here. I haven’t written for myself in a few months because we’ve been through the hell of moving. We bought a house in Bethlehem, PA just a few weeks before school started and life has been chaotic, not just this past month, but this entire summer. There was […]
A defense of Critical Race Theory, especially after the Pandemic.
