Nonfiction

Nonfiction

He’d be buried in the town he so desperately wanted to leave.

Story of the Week

I don’t want fiction. What I want is truth. Or someone’s version of it.

Nonfiction

Progressive stages of revision eliminate incidence in favor of essence.

Interviews

I used bravado to protect myself when we lived in poverty.

Nonfiction

We take our solace, in a time of malaise and mourning, in the close-at-hand.

Nonfiction

My grandfather committed my grandmother to a mental asylum.

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Nonfiction

Neither blood nor belonging accounted for my presence in Ghana.

Story of the Week

The survival of our world depends upon the cultivation of better language.

Editors' Note

Narrative offers any reader a modern pocket library.

Nonfiction

Advance planning was never Hank’s strong suit, he had to leave her.

Nonfiction

I was convinced she’d be back in the morning, like the sun.

Nonfiction

Fiction, no matter how short or long, is the art form of human yearning.

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Nonfiction

We never really had what might be considered a normal conversation.

Story of the Week

Americans have always a kind of tenderness for cheat.

Narrative Outloud

I was writing copy for cheapo furniture for a crummy ad agency.

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Nonfiction

He said he had come back to the prison because it was home.

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Interviews

The excuse, of course, was that men had to support families.

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Interviews

I recoil from the certitude that religion can give a person; it’s horrific.

Story of the Week

I should never have the notebook and the pencil in the right pockets.

Narrative “Tell Me A Story” High School Contest

Women should hate it when people whistle at their backs as they walk past.

Nonfiction

Later, in a sudden about-face, she gives herself to him entirely.

Story of the Week

I grew accustomed to seeing the sun rise and set from the school.

Nonfiction

Why do girls want to cheerlead? Don’t they know it objectifies women?

Narrative Taste

Why kill something so mild-mannered, entertaining, and sociable?

Features

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Story of the Week

I could not tell what visions were vanishing in the dying slave.

Nonfiction

They do good things for us, the bats. But we do not want them there.

Features

Writing is a subversive activity that exempts you from the rules.

Features

Needless to say, when it was my night to read I was beyond terrified.