It’s story-time. My dad is sitting in bed next to me. I am 8 years old. He is telling me a story. He says. Once, there was a Prince, a tall, blonde Swede with wise, blue eyes, nicely-muscled physique, above average intelligence, with plenty of charm and grace and wit…

I'm a teacher. This semester, I had a student, on a discussion board post in an Intro to Literature course, copy another student's posting and submit it as her own. …

I’m done. I’m done. I’m done. I’m done. I’m done with my son. He’s 32 years old, never had a job, never had a place of his own, doesn’t have a car, doesn’t have a single friend, and never leaves the house. He rarely leaves his bedroom. The only time…

What do I owe to you? If you’re a realist, the answer is nothing. I owe you nothing. I am a singular consciousness, trapped in this body and this head, and my prime directive is survival and procreation. …

My ex-wife’s father is dying of cancer. It could be weeks. It could be a few months. He has cancer in his right lung, neck and lymph node, probably his brain and possibly his liver. This is not a good prognosis. It was sudden, just started last week, and then…

To be creative. What does it mean? Pulling something out of nothingness. Creating substance and meaning from where there is none. Pulling words and images and ideas and creations out of the ether, out of the empty void. So, how does it work? Where does creativity come from? If you…

This is major frightening . . . but true. Consuming is what humans have been taught and bred to do, maybe it has something to do with our internal programming, I'm not sure, but our culture teaches us that consumption is what makes us real, what defines our identity, how…

It can be anything you want. Anything at all. It can be big, small, colorful or drab, grandiose or understated, loud or contemplative . . . It can be anything. Imagine such freedom. You can be anything you want. Maybe this morning it is a chivalrous knight astride a majestic…

I dream I am falling into a pit. I keep falling and falling, waiting to strike bottom, because it has to happen any millisecond now, because I’ve been falling so long, and I can feel my body tense and anticipatory, because it knows it’s the end as soon as I…