When I was a child in kindergarten I worried about entering the first grade. In particular, I was worried about meeting the gym teacher, a…
A former Stegner Fellow at Stanford University, Brian Teare is the recipient of poetry fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, the MacDowell Colony…
I was at an event once where a writer (a good writer, whom I admire) was attempting to win a literary trivia game and not…
When I’m at my best I don’t know where I’m going. Writing is an exploration and I’m a detective, a treasure hunter searching for clues….
About six years ago, artist/teacher/community activist Todd Brown astounded me at his workshop, “The Art Of Not Knowing.” It was my first-ever art class. After a…
White, disabled, and genderqueer, Eli Clare happily lives in the Green Mountains of Vermont where he writes and proudly claims a penchant for rabble-rousing. He…
Well, you would end up with some good stories. Of that I am certain. You’d probably have much better stories than the ones you’re telling…
Is there anybody in America who is not plagued with ambivalent feelings this time of year? Religion, family, politics, hope, war & peace, guilt, memory,…
Steven Cramer is the author of four poetry collections: The Eye That Desires to Look Upward (1987), The World Book (1992), Dialogue for the Left…
There are so many ways to punk the muse. Last week, I talked about visiting specialty bookstores. Visiting places of all sorts—bookstores, museums, caverns, mountains, river rapids, foreign…