Nonfiction
Interviews
I recoil from the certitude that religion can give a person; it’s horrific.
Story of the Week
There were more whispered speculations about his relative sobriety.
Nonfiction
Fitzgerald was about to turn thirty and felt the press of time.
Story of the Week
I should never have the notebook and the pencil in the right pockets.
Interviews
Since I was little I was always wondering, What makes people tick?
Narrative High School Writing 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?
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.
Nonfiction
In other words, beachfronts like Bolaño’s and mine are Nowhere.
Features
I wanted from my father what I had never wanted or sought: his advice.
Features
My advice can be succinctly expressed in three words: Persist, persist, persist!
Features
Getting answers is easy. The difficult thing is knowing the right questions.
Features
Follow your dog, and you might just live to write for another day.
Features
Abandon the idea that arts and sciences are mutually exclusive.
Features
Needless to say, when it was my night to read I was beyond terrified.
Features
Reviewers are curs and their opinions are not to be taken seriously.
Features
Our lives are often shaped by small, seemingly trivial choices.
Features
To see—and to see properly—is the writer’s central responsibility.
Features
It was the sixties, and I was in
college and incredibly restless.
college and incredibly restless.
Features
I worry that I will be kidnapped by my cab driver and driven to an ATM.
Features
It is only the failures of love that I regret, those times when I did not give myself so generously.
Features
Writing is a subversive activity that exempts you from the rules.
